"Zhang Yuan!" Fan Lingling stood alone by the small lotus pond, Tingting's figure, the girl's newly developed full chest, looks more rounded from the side, although not particularly large, it is very reverie. Even Zhang Yuan, who was calm and unwavering on the surface, couldn't help but sigh that it was indeed attractive.
The little girl's mind is always very careful, and she is a little careful, she wouldn't believe that Zhang Yuan really didn't see or hear.
Of course, what she worries most is that the poor boy is passing on what she has heard. Think about it, the monitor of the 8th class of high school, and the little princess of Zhonghai Deputy Mayor Fan Dasheng, peeped at home on the Internet and watched pornographic movies on the Internet. Put it aside, it's ashamed to be thrown to grandma's house, in case it reaches dad's ears again...
Fan Lingling didn't dare to think about it anymore. She was scared, really scared. Just now she was out of the doctor's office, and her heart was like a group of little rabbits hopping around, waiting at the door of the medical room.
"Wait for me?" Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes, and he immediately understood Fan Lingling's purpose. The little girl is still very concerned about her little secret, especially when a boy heard it, but she is not relieved and wants to confirm it.
"What are you doing here!" Fan Lingling said in a bad tone. In fact, she didn't want to quarrel with Zhang Yuan, but the elders and boys favored Youjia. The little princess has become accustomed to speaking like this, especially to a poor student she usually looks down on. , A poor student at home, not only that, but also timid and unresponsive.
"What's up with you?" Zhang Yuan walked away without being too speculative.
"You stop, coward, what to run, tell me honestly." Fan Lingling hurriedly followed.
"Of course it's to see a doctor, aren't you?" Zhang Yuan walks fast, steady, and quietly, as if he has practiced light gong, a natural habit that has become a part of his life.
"You are sick! Did you hear me?" Fan Lingling couldn't keep up, and grabbed Zhang Yuan's shirt.
"No, no, there is no end?" Zhang Yuan's tone is not very good either. He doesn't like arrogant girls. He may have seen too many such women in the previous life, so now he has no good feelings for this mayor's daughter. , Disgust from the bottom of my heart.
"You are not allowed to go if you don't say it clearly!" Fan Lingling clung to the corner of his shirt tightly.
"Are you crazy!" Zhang Yuan took a half step back after speaking, and pulled his shirt forcefully, trying to get rid of her entanglement. It may be that Zhang Yuan used too much force, Fan Lingling pulled the ground too tightly, and the quality of the school uniform was too good.
"Ouch!" Fan Lingling unexpectedly stood unsteadily, and ran into Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan didn't dare to hide, and there was a lotus pond behind him. If Fan Lingling couldn't help but fall into the pond, it would be a big trouble. Of course, Zhang Yuan didn't use his hands to help. This kind of wealthy eldest lady, if she was kind enough to treat her as a donkey's liver and lungs, it would be even more inexplicable if she was treated as eating tofu.
Zhang Yuan didn't move, causing her to bump into herself. As for how she felt when the collision happened, Zhang Yuan didn't feel it, nor did she feel it when time was too fast.
But Zhang Yuan's refusal to eat Fan Lingling's tofu does not mean that Fan Lingling does not eat his tofu. People always like to grab with their hands when they are in a panic, just like a drowning person will often hold the rescuer hard, and the rescuer from the water is to hug the drowning person from behind.
Fan Lingling's feet were unstable, and she staggered into Zhang Yuan's body. The movement could have been stopped. Unexpectedly, she took a small step forward in order to maintain her balance and stepped on the half of Zhang Yuan's shoes again, so Fan Lingling again Pour to the other side.
In a panic, Fan Lingling grabbed Zhang Yuan’s trousers and hugged his leg tightly with the other hand. Fan Lingling finally did not fall, so she knelt for a while, but when she saw the part she was pulling, her face suddenly appeared. It's red to the heel again.
She actually grabbed the zipper of Zhang Yuan's pants. Although Fan Lingling's little jade hand just grabbed the outermost trousers, Zhang Yuan was a boy who could no longer be normal, and he immediately reacted.
"You! Hooligan!" Fan Lingling obviously felt that the back of her hand was held up by something, she hurriedly retracted her hand, her face flushed again, red like pig liver, she could not care about the pain in her knees, and she could not care about it anymore. Asking something, limping away like a wounded white rabbit.
Back in the classroom, the last class has begun. This is a self-study class. Those with good grades are urged to complete today's homework, while the students waiting to copy are chatting loudly.
Without the supervision of a powerful teacher, and the temptation of a beautiful teacher, the class at this moment is like a teahouse, tea drinking, bragging, spanking, picking up girls, everything, all of them have long been forgotten not long ago , And rightly accused Zhang Yuan of disrupting classroom discipline.
Fan Lingling was immersed in her homework, and after a while she looked back at Zhang Yuan, who was sitting alone at the last table.
Fan Lingling couldn't help feeling a fever when she saw him. She was so rascal that she actually touched him. Even though she had washed her hands many times just now, she still felt that the backs of her fingers were not clean.
She regretted it a little at the moment. If she was a little polite, then maybe the next thing would not happen, but didn't she always talk to him like this before? Why is he so horizontal today
But how can this matter be solved? Would he hate himself for this and tell others about it? Fan Lingling's face is very thin, and the girl who grew up in her environment always has a good face, fearing that others will say she is indecent.
Fan Lingling looked back at Zhang Yuan, who was already reading the math book seriously. Suddenly she had some fluke thoughts. Maybe he didn't hear it
The little girl thought about it, and finally thought of a safer way. She had a relationship with him first, and then took the opportunity to find out if he heard it or not.
Fan Lingling decided to make an appointment with 3 girls who had a strong relationship, and then called 3 boys with good looks, and finally called Zhang Yuan.
Afraid he won't go? impossible!
Fan Lingling is not worried about this problem at all. What kind of stuff is Zhang Yuan? Poor students, inferior goods, inferior goods, all of us are the eldest brothers in the class, the eldest sister is older, and we asked him to go to the karaoke room after school, which gave him a lot of face.
Be smarter, crying and crying, showing heartfelt heartfelt tears. With Fan Lingling and a few boys taking care of him, Zhang Yuan will never be bullied or bullied at school anymore. With a blank eye, this is a good thing that every honest and cowardly boy can't dream of.
But apparently Zhang Yuan couldn't figure it out. The invitation messenger sent by Fan Lingling, Chen Dayong, the boy at the back table, quickly slipped back to his seat, "Lingling, the poor boy doesn't give face."
Fan Lingling was surprised, is this kid stupid home? Or are you determined to fight against me? Turned around and asked urgently, "How did you tell him, was it a bad attitude? How did he answer?"
"I said that Fan Lingling would invite everyone to the karaoke room tonight and let him go together. She has a good attitude. Who knows that he didn't lift his head. He answered two words and didn't go."
A silly boy is a silly boy, with few roots in his mind, and it seems that he still hasn't been able to handle it clearly. Fan Lingling decided to go out in person.
"Lingling, don't go. We are not just right. Why did you invite that wooden stake to stand with him? I feel ashamed. How can you go in person, Lingling." Chen Dayong persuaded him, but he had something to Fan Lingling. Unusual goodwill, never stopped pursuing from junior high school to high school, of course, there is also his father's business purpose.
"How many times have you said it, don't call it so numb, let go." Fan Lingling shook off Chen Dayong's hand that was holding her arm, and ran to the last row with her waist.
The desks in the High School Attached to CUHK are the same as those in ordinary domestic schools. They are of the double type, but there is one chair for each person, separate.
Zhang Yuan sits alone in the last row and enjoys a table. He sits at the end not because he is the tallest, and he is not the one with the worst grades. The key is that he is the poorest, the least accessible, and the poorest family. A student, people say that the school is the purest place, but the current school is no simpler than the society.
"Zhang Yuan." Fan Lingling stood next to the poor student, hunched over her waist. She suddenly felt like a waiter in a restaurant, which made her very annoyed.
"En." Zhang Yuan replied, without raising his head, as if he really regarded Fan Lingling as a waiter.
Fan Lingling sighed and looked up at the strange gaze gathered in the classroom, "Please go to the karaoke room to play in the evening, Qiangui KTV."
Fan Lingling specifically indicated the location. She believed that this poor boy had never been to such a high-end place, which should have great appeal to him.
Surprisingly, Zhang Yuan's answer was still two words, "No."
Probably he had never heard of a cash drawer. Poor people generally don't care about it, Fan Lingling thought.
"It's very high-end, I'll treat, and I'll wrap dinner too. How about it?"
Zhang Yuan finally had a reaction and glanced at Fan Lingling with a puzzled look, but the answer was still two words, "No."
"why?"
"There is no time." Zhang Yuan looked at the book again, as if he was really a good student who seized the time to race against time.
"Don't give up face." Fan Lingling felt that we should help this poor student pick up. "If you play with us, they will not dare to look down on you in the future. Only if we cover you, you can eat well..."
Zhang Yuan is funny, I seem to need girls to cover up, so I threw down the book, "Squad leader Fan, I don’t need someone to cover me, let alone a woman cover. Thank you for your kindness and what you said in the medical room. In other words, I didn't hear it at all, ok?"
"Shame on your face!" Fan Lingling finally got angry, stood up straight, ran back to her seat after cursing, she was angry not about the little secret, but the boy's attitude towards herself, so shameless , Too arrogant, too arrogant, to be so ignorant of my invitation from Fan Lingling, am I begging you
Chen Dayong's voice resounded behind him, his tone jealous, "I said it's useless, I'm asking for it."
"It's your shit! The evening event is cancelled!"
Actually, Zhang Yuan didn’t want to provoke Fan Lingling. He even wanted to have a good relationship with his classmates, but his current family really needs someone at night. Another person he doesn’t like to be wordy and verbose, even less so. He has been entangled for a long time with a mess. What he likes is that his words are short, short and accurate. He is accustomed to commands and obedience. Of course, he is not afraid to waste his tongue when he meets a beautiful woman he likes or a friend he can talk to.
His time is a bit tight. He finds that he knows English, Chinese, chemistry, and physics very well. The books in the second year of high school are basically familiar at first glance, but he is a bit strange about mathematics. The equations in the book are three-dimensional. He is very unfamiliar with geometry, but for more advanced calculus and linear calculations, functions can be used freely.
On Thursday and Friday, the first semester of the second semester of high school will start. He must figure out what he doesn’t understand before the exam. He doesn’t want to be a blockbuster, he has a habitual low-key in his bone . But he didn't want to continue to be a poor student. He had to be perfect in everything he did. There was something called arrogant in the deepest part of his heart. This was also the reason why he was so outstanding in his last life.