Ji Cheng returned to the classroom and found that there were snacks and milk tea on his seat, not just his seat, but every classmate's seat.
The classmates in the classroom are discussing something in a low voice.
Because of that post, people followed suit, and no one dared to talk to Ji Cheng casually at this moment.
Ji Cheng listened silently for a moment.
I heard the words 'Xu Chuzheng', 'milk tea', 'what she asked for'.
Jicheng's desktop was knocked.
He looked up and saw that the girl was standing outside, with one hand bent on the table and the other in her pocket, a very cold image.
Ji Cheng stood up to make way for her.
"Xu Chuzheng, why did you invite us to drink milk tea?"
When a classmate at the front desk saw her coming back, he turned his head and asked cautiously.
"rich."
"Um..." This is an answer that can't be refuted at all.
Looking back at the front desk blankly, Xu Chuzheng's family conditions are not good
"Is she really invited?"
After the front desk inquired about the news, it immediately passed it on to the people in front, and the classroom became lively again for a while.
"I heard that she also hired a senior in high school, so I wish Zian's class."
"Zhu Zian... When Yu Yue troubled her before, did you hear that she also said Zhu Zian's name."
"She won't be hugging Zhu Zian's thigh, will she?"
"Look at her now, how can she still be like before, for sure! Now there are people supporting her..."
"I calculated, she spent at least several thousand today."
"No, Xu Chuzheng is so rich?"
The class discussed Chu Zheng's sudden change, what relationship it had with Zhu Zian, and Yu Yue.
Wonderful enough to write a serialized novel.
As soon as Yu Yue entered the classroom with the little follower, she smelled the smell of milk tea, and she felt nauseated in her stomach. Then she saw several cups of milk tea on her desk, her face turned blue: "Who bought the milk tea on a horse?"
Everyone pointed to Chuzheng in unison.
Chuzheng propped her chin with one hand, and looked at Yu Yue calmly: "You're welcome."
Seeing that you look good, I'll give you two more glasses.
I am such a good person.
Yu Yue: "…"
Whoever rides a horse will be polite to you!
She is sick of seeing milk tea now!
This little bitch must have done it on purpose!
Yu Yue suppressed her anger, didn't ask Chuzheng to settle the account, and left with a few small attendants who also looked bad.
When he was leaving, he gave Chuzheng a bad look.
The first class in the afternoon was English, and Chuzheng was still writing her review.
A note was suddenly pushed beside him.
Chu Zheng looked up at Ji Cheng.
The latter looked at the English book, but Chu Zheng glanced at it, and it was not on the same page as the teacher.
She put down the pen and unfolded the note.
The scribbled handwriting was displayed in front of Chuzheng.
Chuzheng barely recognized what was written.
- Don't tell me what you saw today.
What happened today, that knife
Students with knives, and there are students with such rumors on the post bar, the school knows that there is no good fruit to eat.
Ji Cheng Yu Guang aimed at Chu Zheng and wrote on the note, before throwing it back after a while.
- Want me to keep it a secret
-Ok
—Okay, I’ll keep it a secret for you, do you think I’m a good person
—?
The conversation between the two paused at the two question marks.
Because the dean and teacher Zhou interrupted the English teacher, they were followed by several boys.
It was the few who bullied Ji Cheng in the small garden before.
"Classmate Ji Cheng, please come out." Teacher Zhou called with a stern face.
Ji Cheng frowned, just as he was about to get up, the hem of his clothes was pulled: "Give me the knife."
The girl, like everyone else, looked at the door, but didn't look at him. If it wasn't for her hand pulling the hem of her clothes, Ji Cheng would have thought that she was hallucinating just now.
Ji Cheng had his hand in his pocket, holding the knife.
Hearing Chu Zheng's voice, he hesitated and handed the knife to her.
Also handed out cigarettes and lighters.
He just arrived at this school and doesn't want to cause too much trouble.
When he handed the thing over, his fingertips touched Chuzheng's palm, Ji Cheng seemed to be hit by something, and a strange feeling spread from his fingertips.
He retracted his hand very quickly, and put it back in his pocket with almost no curvature.
Chuzheng: "… "
Good Man Card is still a treasure boy!
Ji Cheng walked out of the classroom under the gaze of the whole class.
The dean let the students in the back come in and rummaged on the Jicheng table, but apparently found nothing.
A few minutes later, Jicheng came back with all the beards and tails.
Those students stood outside and were trained by the dean for a while.
The English teacher continues the class.
-give me back.
Ji Cheng pushed the note just now.
Chuzheng glanced at it, pushed it back indifferently, and wrote her review with a serious face.
Jicheng: "…"
Ji Cheng didn't write any more.
The bell rang for the end of class, and after the English teacher called out the get out of class, the silent classroom suddenly burst into commotion.
Everyone began to express their opinions on the fact that Jicheng was called out of the classroom just now.
Ji Cheng turned to look at Chuzheng, who was seriously writing the review.
"Give it back to me." He stretched out his hand towards Chuzheng under the table.
"If you say I'm a good person, I'll give it back to you." Chuzheng said without raising his head.
Ji Cheng glanced at the note.
-I'll keep you a secret, do you think I'm a good person
Is this girl sick
"You're a good guy, stuff." He spoke very quickly and in a very perfunctory tone.
Chuzheng frowned and was angry.
Little liar!
I've helped you so much, and I don't even think I'm a good person!
[… ] What misunderstanding does Miss Sister have about good people!
You don't listen when you're being a good person!
"Give it back to me." Ji Cheng's tone was already a little impatient.
Chu Zheng was unmoved, and ignored Ji Cheng until class.
Ji Cheng originally thought that she really wanted to help him, but who knew that everything would come back now.
It doesn't matter if the cigarette comes back or not.
But that knife...
Next evening, for self-study, Ji Cheng followed Chuzheng all the way out of school.
"Why are you following me?"
"Give it back to me." Ji Cheng stood under the street lamp, with a gloomy air all over his body.
Chuzheng returned the things to him.
Give it back to you.
Who cares!
If it wasn't for the fear of those people killing a carbine, I would have kept it for you for so long.
Ji Cheng did not expect that it would suddenly be so easy.
Doubt and vigilance flooded in.
what does she mean
I was reluctant to give it to myself before, so why is it so easy to give it now
Chuzheng hung for a long time, but Ji Cheng didn't pick it up, and he was a little impatient: "Don't?"
The girl's cold voice cut through the night and fell into Ji Cheng's ears.
Ji Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at the girl in front of him with a strange look.
Chu Zheng turned and left without hesitation.
That walk is called a dashing and handsome.
You can see her at a glance in the crowd.
Ji Cheng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. There were many students coming and going around. He didn't care, so he lit it and took a puff.
The smoke blurred the boy's face.
There was a little less gloom in him, and a little more hazy depression.