After self-study in the evening, Qianmai carrying a blue handbag, slowly wandered into Sun Hongmei's bedroom.
Because I often come, and the girls in bedroom 305 have gotten acquainted with each other. Everyone smiled and greeted each other in a friendly way. At this moment, Sun Hongmei was sitting at the table and immersed in the question. He raised his head and glanced at the person who saw that it was Latent Wheat. She pointed at the stool next to her and said: "Sit down first. There are only three questions left, and it will be done right away. ."
"Oh." Qianmai walked over, put down his handbag, but sat down on Sun Hongmei's bed. I looked around and saw that there was a light purple plastic wind chime in front of the bedside window at some point, and I couldn't help but tinker with it.
The clear and sweet ringtones are as pure as crystals, and they are truly beautiful. Latent Wheat couldn't help playing more vigorously.
The sudden change of ringtones caused Zhang Meili, who was at the top shop, to poked her head and smiled: "Why are you playing? It's just a slap in the face."
"Hehe, I'll play the Variations." Qianmai smiled happily, his fingers continued to move flexibly, and a few more tones changed.
"If you like, you can make one yourself. There are eight people in our dormitory, and we finished it in one afternoon." Zhang Meili said.
"I'll do it when I'm free in the summer." The girls in class (10) bury their books all day long, and who do they look for? Sure enough, the life of ordinary class students came to be nourished.
At this time, Yang Yun, who came back from washing in the water room, came in with slippers, "Bata Bata". Seeing Qian Mai who was chatting with Zhang Meili, he immediately jumped over excitedly, holding her shoulders and shaking violently: "My dear, what the wind brings you today."
"Southeast, northwest wind, you can do whatever you want." As long as it is not a stroke. Latent wheat wanted to cry without tears, such a warm reception, how thin and small he could bear. What do you want to know, I just obediently say it.
Sure enough, as expected, Yang Yun hurriedly asked: "Say quickly, what has Shen Zhou done recently?"
Am I his nanny? How do I know what he did. Latent wheat belly slander, really want to answer so straightforwardly. It's a pity that in front of Yang Yun, the tallest and strongest in the second grade, she has been very spineless. As long as her huge "Nine Yin Bagua Claws" put a little effort on her small shoulders, she will obediently spit out the information she wants. : "Yesterday, he got a perfect score on the chemistry exam, and he was the only one who did the correct additional questions in the class.
"Good, Shen Zhou is really good." A certain gossip girl who looked at the leopard and worshipped blindly was more excited than she got full marks. But she didn't seem to be satisfied, and then asked another question: "What about Zhu Shoubin?"
"The provincial mathematics Olympiad winners list has just come down, the first prize." Sun Hongmei, haven't you finished the ink? The latent wheat under the devil's claws couldn't help sending a strong SOS signal to the fellow. It's a pity that the circuit was blocked again, and Sun Hongmei didn't move her head, still swiping like flying pens.
"There's another one, what's the matter with Peng Chen?" Yang Yun continued his efforts, chasing after him.
Sure enough, it didn't leak. The Iron Lady would not let it go. But it seems that the last person, today's Qianmai, is in a great mood and wants to answer it in detail. So, he said: "He has a lot of hairy legs."
"Huh?" Sixteen pairs of eyes shuffled and shot all over here.
Ouch. When Qianmai flattened his mouth, he knew that your ears were erected like a radar. If you want to know, just say it straight, like Yang Yun is as straightforward, why do you have to be like those in class (10) who are secretive and bashful.
"Today, in English class, I dropped my pen on the floor. I was bent over and was about to pick it up. Who knows, suddenly I saw a fluffy leg stretched out from behind. It frightened me, thinking that the orangutan came out. I suddenly raised my head. At first glance, it turned out that the orangutan legs were grafted on Peng Chen."
"Wow...really?" Yang Yun yelled strangely, his face full of disbelief: "But Peng Chen looks very gentle, very refreshing and white."
Fool, half-truth, free to imagine. How can you realize that Peng Chen, who has always been gentle and elegant, turns his eyes back, that Liang Biao Biao's eyes will make people directly freeze into popsicles. How do you know that that guy is the best at selling dog meat in class, and he is attentive on the surface, secretly stuffed with headphones and don't know what he is doing.
"It's so unpredictable." Qian Maiqing made a summary.
"I still don't believe it very much. When I play basketball the next day, I will stop by the boys' team." Yang Yun belongs to the school's women's basketball team. It is said that when the women's basketball team participated in training, the school's men's basketball team had a sparring practice. She was at that time It was flashed by F3's skills.
casual. Taking advantage of Yang Yun's stunned moment, Qian Mai got out and walked towards Sun Hongmei. However, thinking that Peng Chen would be watched by Yang Yun with the eyes of an apes another day, he couldn't help but smile, and the awkwardness of the day disappeared. It was a misconsideration to disturb him with a love letter, but it seemed that he took the opportunity to threaten him. Comparing the two, Peng is more guilty.
Qian Maimai leaned down and flipped through Sun Hongmei's "History" to practice simultaneously: "Why are you doing this? If you do it with one book, don't you have to break your hand?"
"Do you think I'm willing?" Sun Hongmei shook her slightly sore arm: "The teacher told us to do it well and memorize it with a later review."
"Oh." Their teacher must have his own ideas when he said that. But I still asked: "Would you like to look at the focus of my plan? The history teacher in my class gave a very good lecture, and also had a good understanding of the exam. It was a rough understanding, simple memorization, memorization of key points, and different priorities. The whole book The book is done all at once."
"Of course, and the more the better." Sun Hongmei stopped the pen and blinked.
"Then you can't go out and yell, be careful that your history teacher will think you are dissatisfied with her teaching method." Qianmai urged.
"I see." Sun Hongmei agreed. At this time, the other classmates also came up after hearing the words: "Wheat, let us also make a point. We promise not to talk nonsense."
Qian Mai looked at Yang Yun who walked towards him, his face changed drastically. She didn't believe even if she was killed, Yang Yun came here to ask for important points. Busily said: "Everyone stop her. As long as Yang Yun doesn't bother me about the three people in the future, I will take all the review materials sent by my class to you for the final exam."
"Oye!" Except for Yang Yun, the girls in the 305 bedroom hugged and cheered. Although gossip sounds good, for students, after all, it can't match the temptation of grades.
Taking the opportunity, Qianmai pulled Sun Hongmei out of the bedroom door. Under the dim corridor lights, he raised his hand to check the time, and it was about to turn off the lights. So, to make a long story short, I asked: "Did Ruan Huihui come to see you?" After giving her the receipt, Qian Mai said, "Isn't the next example," and asked her to come to Sun Hongmei. In dealing with people and matters, Sun Hongmei has always done a better job than herself.
Sun Hongmei nodded, remembering the meeting with Ruan Huihui, and smiled with interest: "Here, dinner together. She is still the same as before, lively, good and timid as a mouse. While chatting excitedly, she was cautious at the same time. Looking around, I was afraid that she would be discovered by the classmates in the first paragraph, and reasoned about her repetition. It's quite funny, and a good retelling of the old. Even I thought it was an underground party in the joint."
"Hehe, dare to love she thought she was playing Infernal Affairs." Qianmai joked.
"Follow her. I don't want to cause her trouble. She will come to us in the future. If we have nothing to do, we will go to her less... She didn't enter the interest group and was fine on the weekend. She decided to go back to Nanjiang with me tomorrow evening. It's a pity that you can't go back." Sun Hongmei's expression was rather regretful.
"In addition to Saturday's interest group training, I have something else." Qianmai explained coarsely. He said: "In addition to the lunch box for vegetables, there are two pairs of sandals in the handbag. It's hot, and they were bought for Xiao Mo and Xiao Hai. When Xiao Mo came to your house to get the bag, you told her that these days The farming is busy, let her and Xiaohai work harder. Sandals are just a trivial matter. As long as they do a lot of work, I will get a lot of prizes when I go back next week."
Sun Hongmei was amused again after hearing this: "Your two younger siblings are super sensible, okay? You still use things to lure them to work like this, wanting to turn them into desperate thirteenth sons?"
"Hehe, human potential is unlimited. I want to stimulate and see if I can turn two dog's tail grasses into towering trees." Qianmai replied without thinking.
Sun Hongmei's mouth twitched, and she turned around to wipe her sweat secretly: Under the world, there is an older sister who said this to her younger siblings. Qian Xiaomo, Qian Xiaohai, you are really unfortunate. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)