Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

Chapter 42

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Qi Ying observed his words and thoughts, and felt that he might be beaten.

She just wanted to run.

As soon as he turned around, Ji Rang grabbed the schoolbag belt from behind, and directly pulled her back in a circle and pressed it against the wall.

Ji Rang was angry and wanted to laugh, and pinched her soft face: "Courageous fat, dare you to run?"

Qi Ying blinked, and Baba looked at him pitifully again.

Beauty meter takes effect instantly.

Ji Rang's fierce expression could not be stretched, and he reached out and rubbed her bangs into a mess, "You said, how do you compensate Lao Tzu?"

Qi Ying thought for a while, hesitatingly passed half of the milk in his hand to his mouth, her wet eyes seemed to say: Would you like milk to drink

Ji Rang felt his heart bang twice, and his Adam's apple rolled. He looked down, and there were two shallow tooth marks on the tip of the straw.

Fuck me again.

Students came up one after another on the stairs, Ji Rang grabbed the milk carton from her hand, turned around and left.

Qi Ying looked at his flustered back, covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

Fleeing back to the Class 9 classroom, Ji Rang placed the milk on the corner of the table with a serious expression and stared at it motionlessly.

What does she mean

Does she know that this is equivalent to kissing in disguise

Is she suggesting something to him? !

This little fool, deliberately? !

The big guy gritted his teeth.

Qu Dazhuang rushed in through the back door angrily, and the back row of the classroom suddenly became noisy, Qu Dazhuang shouted: "There are a few minutes to go to class? I didn't have breakfast, and I didn't have time to go to the commissary to buy bread?"

Liu Haiyang looked at his phone: "One minute, it's too late."

Qu Dazhuang wailed twice, Yu Guang glanced at the milk on the table in Ji Rang, and stretched out his hand to get it: "Brother, can you still drink milk? Don't give it to me."

Ji Rang picked up the English book and slapped him on the back of his hand. Yiu Dazhuang screamed, and withdrew his hand angrily: "If you don't give it, why don't you give it back?"

Ji Rang glared at him, then moved the milk to a position against the wall, blocking it with a pile of counseling books.

Qu Dazhuang was dumbfounded: "As for brother? Isn't it just a carton of milk? If it wasn't for your little fairy to stop those grandchildren this morning, would I not even have breakfast?!"

Ji made his eyes move.

His little fairy fought yesterday, it turned out to be for him.

Stupid, I heard that I stepped on other people's feet.

It was actually for him.

She is using her own way to protect him.

Is it the feeling of being protected

What should I do, even if I am a little touched, I am still a little proud

The gangster looked at the carton of milk, looked at it, and laughed out of nowhere.

Qu Dazhuang turned his head to Liu Haiyang and yelled collapsedly: "What kind of evil ghost is the boss!"

After the early self-study ended, Ji Rang did a whole class of psychological construction and finally picked up the carton of milk and took a sip with a straw. So pure, so fragrant, what brand, he is going to buy ten boxes!

While studying the brand, the sports committee ran up to the podium and shouted: "Those who want to participate in the sports meet can come and sign up."

The one sleeping on the phone and playing on the phone just ignored him.

The Sports Committee continued: "Every event must be attended by someone. Everyone should be more active and win glory for the class! Credits can be added!"

Still nobody ignored him.

The sports committee cried and went to the head teacher.

Liu Yao came over in the second class, holding the empty list and asked, "I don't want to participate, right?"

Everyone was silent, Liu Yao sneered and said, "That's OK, I'll apply to the school. Our class won't participate in the sports meet, and we will have self-study classes in the classroom."

There was a sudden wailing below.

Several class members stood up and reported several projects separately.

Liu Yao looked around and suddenly asked the last row of teenagers who silently drank milk: "Ji Rang, do you want to register for a sports event?"

Ji Rang glanced up at him: "Not interested."

Liu Yao said, "Don't you like playing basketball?"

Ji Ran is strange: "There will be a basketball game in the sports meeting?"

Liu Yao: "No, but there are table tennis balls. They are all balls, pretty much the same, do you want one?"

Ji Rang: "..."

Is this the fucking the same

But in all fairness, since entering Haiyi, although he has been doing evil, Liu Yao has never been ridiculed and neglected because he is a poor student, and he is still good to him.

Every year in the 9th class, the annual sports meeting is the same as the average grade. Liu Yao still suffers from the contempt of other teachers. Ji Rang is not as confused as before, and his conscience is beginning to feel a little sad.

He felt it was time to give back to Old Liu.

So he nodded: "Okay, report one."

After the report was not counted, he kicked the stubborn chair again: "You also report."

Everyone: "..."

Even if you force us to study, now you are forcing us to participate in the sports meeting

Liu Yao raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, and he simply handed over the list to Ji Rang: "The registration is full before school today, and you all go to Ji Rang to sign up."

Class 9 students: "..."

What do you mean

Ji Rang took a look around the report list, wrote his name on the men’s 50-meter sprinter, and then leaned back lazily, saying with a smile, “Come to me to sign up consciously, don’t let I am coming to you."

Class 9 students: "..."

Woo woo woo.

In the morning, all the events of the sports meeting were full.

Looking at the list submitted by the sports committee member, Liu Yao couldn't help but wonder, should he arrange a class cadre position for Ji Rang

The competition of Class 9 was quickly settled under the coercion of the boss, but it was not so easy for the other classes.

Some projects have too many applicants, and some projects are unattended. Fortunately, there was a strong Yue Li in the second class who claimed the kilometer long run. When she realized how terrible her project was, it was too late to regret it.

With a roar, "The squad leader pits me", crying and pulling Qi Ying to accompany her to the playground to practice.

After school, there were walkers, basketball players and jokes in the playground after school. At a glance, Yue Li saw Shen Yue training students to shoot on the basketball court.

Recently, I heard that Shen Yue was forming a basketball team, and Yue Li hated that she was not a boy. Standing on the edge of the runway, staring eagerly for a while, he began to run around the playground unrelentingly.

A kilometer is two and a half laps.

Yue Li only ran half a circle and couldn't do it.

Sitting on the rubber floor, she asked Qi Ying with a sad face, "Can I take sick leave on the day of the sports meeting?"

Qi Ying'ai looked at her helplessly.

He was crying, and a voice reminded him: "Little classmate, don't sit on the track, get up quickly."

Yue Li turned his head in shock, and saw the smiling Shen Yue behind him. He got up and stammered hello: "Shen... Teacher Shen."

Shen Yue nodded, and smiled and asked, "Why don't you go home after school? Come for a walk?"

Yue Li whispered: "I signed up for the kilometer long-distance race for the sports meeting. Come and practice ahead of time."

Shen Yue glanced at her a bit unexpectedly, and praised: "very courageous." After the praise, he said: "It just so happens that I am the referee of the women's kilometer long distance race. Little classmates want to cheer."

Yue Li's original wilting expression instantly brightened.

Shen Yue thinks that this little student’s expression is quite rich and funny: "You can practice jogging and exercise your heart and lungs first. During the competition, you don’t have to start too fast, keep a constant speed, inhale with your nose, and exhale with your mouth, until the end. Accelerate at half a lap."

Yue Li nodded repeatedly.

Shen Yue glanced at the basketball team running in a circle, smiled and waved: "You can ask the teacher if you have any questions, and be careful not to hurt yourself."

He turned around with the lesson plan to leave, Yue Li suddenly summoned the courage to shout: "Mr. Shen! I'll show you the number one!"

Shen Yue turned his head, his handsome eyebrows were slightly warmed by the evening light: "Okay, come on."

Yue Li's little heart thumped and throbbed.

Like a thief, she was found out, lying next to Qi Ying and asked in a low voice, "Yingying, is this the feeling of being in love?"

Qi Ying told her with her eyes:

You feel unrequited love.

Over the weekend, Yu Cheng took Qi Ying to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. The examination results showed that her hearing had been fully recovered, and her ear canal injuries had also healed. The possibility of sequelae was basically zero.

A big stone in Yu Cheng's heart finally landed. Of course, this kind of celebration must be celebrated. Calling Wu Yinghua to let her cook without buying vegetables, the family happily went to eat hot pot.

Yu Zhuo blanched a piece of duck intestines and asked as he ate, "Sister, have you reported for the sports event?"

Qi Ying shook his head.

Yu Zhuo said excitedly: "I reported the high jump and the 400-meter relay. Come and cheer for me at that time!"

She smiled and nodded.

As soon as I arrived at school on Monday, the Autumn Games began in full swing.

First walk the phalanx, then teach the director to speak, after the ceremony is over, the game of the game, it is time to cheer, it is time to skip class over the wall.

Qi Ying didn't have any tasks. Everyone took care of her, but she was too embarrassed to do nothing all the time. She ran back to the classroom and made a small flag out of paper, with the words "Go on your second class" written in bold and red.

Then ran to the venue where the second class students competed to wave a small flag.

This is a men's 50-meter dash.

Ji Rang was wearing a black T-shirt and gray sweatpants, standing on the sidelines to press his legs.

The side of the runway was full of people, more crowded than other venues, and many girls came to see him.

Qu Dazhuang sighed: "It's very popular." Then he confessed: "Brother, let so many people watch, you can't lose."

Ji Rang glanced at him lazily: "Participation is important, winning or losing is not important."

Qu Dazhuang curled his mouth, turned his head to see Qi Ying huddled in the crowd waving flags, and said with excitement: "Brother! Your little fairy is cheering on you!"

Ji Rang closed his lazy gaze, and looked over attentively. As expected, he saw the little girl squeezed in the front row.

Holding a small flag in his hand, waving and waving there, it was terribly cute.

A little far away, he didn't wear contact lenses, he couldn't see the words on it, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

He must have come to cheer for him!

The body was suddenly full of strength.

The referee teacher blew his whistle, and all the players took their place.

Ji Rang is on the second runway. Make a good starting posture, just wait for the whistle to order, let the little fairy see his heroic posture that won the first place.

Before running, he glanced at Qi Ying's position.

Getting closer, she finally saw the flag in her hand and the words written on it.

Come on second class.

Ji Rang:………

Qi Ying also saw him, slightly opened his mouth in a little bit of amazement.

At the sight of Jean last season, his eyes flashed a few panic.

Then, with a look of nonchalantness, secretly, secretly, hiding the small flag in his hand behind him.