The little chicken in the first grade held his stomach and knelt on the ground for a long time, but didn't get up. Ji Rang glanced a few times, then turned around and said to Yu Zhuo: "It's better for you to resist beating."
Yu Zhuo: "?"
Damn you!
Ji Rang shook his head, squatted down in front of the little chicken cub, grabbed him by his neckline with his fingers, and pulled him up, asking, "What's your name?"
The little chicken has finally learned the strength of the school bully, thinking that he used to be evil in junior high school, thinking that he has stood on the top of the king, and now he understands what is the outer building of the Qingshanlou outside the mountain.
However, these Secondary Two teenagers have always valued principles and morality. If they lose heads-up, they have to admit, and gasp and say, "Cheng Nuo."
Ji Rang thought that the name was quite special, and smiled: "Do you want to be a master of the sea?"
Cheng Nuo bit her lip and didn't speak, thinking that the boss was taunting him. Ji Rang loosened his collar and patted him: "Just be it if you want, let it be for you."
Before everyone knew what was going on, Yu Zhuo had blurted out: "No!" Ji Rang glanced back at him, and Yu Zhuo said angrily: "I'm still in line!"
Ji Rang felt that the Guwazi was hopeless.
He stood up and shook his hands. He was too lazy to mess up with the second and middle school boys again, and he almost lowered his IQ: "Then you two discuss it, and see if it's a showdown or a turn of events year after year."
What the fuck can you take turns
Ji Rang didn't care about them, and whispered to Qi Ying, "Let's go, go eat."
Qi Ying nodded, and before leaving, she told Yu Zhuo: "Don't fight, I'll tell uncle."
Yu Zhuo: "!"
Why is he always hurt? !
Ji Ran didn't care much about how the matter was resolved in the end. Just as he had never thought of being a school bully before, he just fought casually and punched people, and later became the Haiyi school bully that everyone was afraid of somehow.
This is not a good reputation, I really don't understand what's competitive.
He kind of wanted to remove this label before graduation.
It took a few days for Qu Da Zhuang to think of it, and ran to him and told him that the two juniors had discussed it for a long time, and felt that with him in one day, their name as a school bully would be unjustified, so they decided to wait first. Let's talk about him after graduation.
Can only be wronged by the boss first dominate.
Cheng Nuo was pretty mixed in junior high school, and his family was rich. He started doing things every day when he enrolled in high school. He became famous faster than Ji Rang back then. As a result, it was quiet as a chicken in less than a month. Everyone said it was cleaned up by Ji Rang. Now even the freshman in high school knew that there was a big devil in the school.
There are too many legends in Ji Rang, even if he is now obsessed with learning, he still feels lingering when he talks about him. The freshmen heard a lot of rumors, and they automatically made up for the image of the five big and three cruel and evil bullies. The school sisters showed the photos of the big guys in the bulletin board, and they all sneaked in to worship.
It turns out that the boss is so fucking handsome!
Is this appearance and figure real
Fight again, study well, look handsome, and have money at home. What kind of devil is this, he is clearly the lover of his dreams!
So Ji Rang unknowingly harvested a large number of little fans.
When I leaned on a chair to rest and played Rubik's Cube after class, I heard suppressed screams in the corridor outside the door, glanced at it, and asked Qu Dazhuang: "Why are there so many people outside the classroom?"
Qu Dazhuang: "... You really don't know anything about your popularity."
Ji Rang: "?"
What did Qu Dazhuang think of, he came over to gossip with him: "Do you know why the little chicken in high school came to challenge you before?"
Ji Rang focused on restoring the Rubik's Cube, but didn't say anything about it: "Don't you want to be a school boss?"
"Yes!" Qu Dazhuang's enthusiasm for gossip made Ji Rang think that his future career must be a paparazzi. "Then do you know why he wants to be a school boss?"
"Don't you finish talking in one breath, believe it or not I beat you?"
Qu Dazhuang: "Because of a girl! Freshman grade flower, goddess level character! I went to see it, it's so damn good! Of course it's not as good as your little fairy." Qu Dazhuang survived, "I heard that Cheng Nuo has been chasing that girl since junior high school. It was also because that girl came to Haiyi, but the girl said that she only fell in love with the school boss, so didn't that kid come to challenge you?"
After listening to a long list of gossip, the big guy: "Oh."
Qu Dazhuang: "You have nothing to say?"
Ji Rang: "No."
Qu Dazhuang was anxious: "The flower of that level is clearly using you to get rid of the little chicken!"
Ji Rang: "Oh." He finally restored the Rubik's Cube, bumped his palm, and threw it to Qu Dazhuang: "I'm here for you."
Qu Dazhuang: "..."
The gangster is so contemptuous of gossip, he probably doesn't want to know that the current grade is rumored that he is cleaning up Cheng Nuo for the sake of higher-level flowers. Qu Dazhuang felt that he didn't need to tell him, he didn't care anyway.
As a result, within two days, Ji Rang began to receive anonymous handmade custom cakes.
There is no name, no signature, and it is packed in a small pink box. The taste and style are different each time, and he will appear on his desk on time every morning.
Two days ago, Ji Rang thought that someone had misplaced it and threw it on the lost and found rack at the back of the classroom. After appearing continuously in the next few days, he knew it was for him, and then threw it into the trash can.
Qu Dazhuang looked so distressed: "Brother! Don't you give it to me! I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
Ji Rang: "Then you can pick it up in the trash can."
Qu Dazhuang: "?"
snort! Pick it up! Pack it in a box anyway!
Qu Dazhuang Pidian Pidian ran to pick up the powder box. Fortunately, the trash box was empty in the morning, and all that was thrown away was some book draft paper. He opened the box and tasted it, with an expression that he hadn't eaten anything good." Fuck it's delicious! It's better than Shanhai's!"
Shanhai Dessert Shop is the one often visited by Ji Rang and Qi Ying.
Ji Rang was dubious: "Really?"
Qu Dazhuang diligently dug a spoonful: "You taste it!"
Ji Rang looked disgusted: "I don't like sweet food."
Qu Dazhuang happily finished eating the little cake, patted his chest and promised: "Brother! From now on, the dessert brother will help you solve it every morning!"
Ji Rang glanced at him thoughtfully.
When I arrived in the classroom the next morning, the little cake was there again. Qu Dazhuang was going to get it excitedly, Ji Ran slapped his hand away, picked up the cake and walked out.
In the classroom of the second class, Qi Ying was drinking milk while recite words, biting his straw and shaking his head, she was so cute.
The girl in the front row called her: "Yingying, look for it."
She looked up and saw Ji Rang who was standing at the door, her eyes curled with a smile, and she ran out holding the milk, softly asking him: "What's the matter?"
Ji Rang gave her the little cake: "Qu Dazhuang said it's delicious, you can try it."
She loves sweets so much. She was really happy to see the exquisite cake in the box. She took a bite and her eyes were bright, "Wow, it's really delicious."
Ji Rang laughed: "I will bring it to you every day from now on."
So Qi Ying’s little student had a happy time to eat handmade custom cakes every morning.
Time flies to the end of the month.
Although there are three days for high school, one elementary test and five days for one major test, the importance of the monthly test is second only to the model test at the end of the year. It reflects the students' current learning situation and the progress of the next semester as a whole, so the whole The grades are very important.
Among them, the third and ninth class of senior high school pays the most attention.
After studying cautiously for a month, it will be tested now! I don't know which lucky goose is, will the big guy invite him to the rooftop to have tea in the end? Let us wait and see!
The monthly test lasted for two days, and the class continued after the test, and there was no time for the senior middle school students to breathe. The teacher is also busy, not only has to attend class, but also has to work overtime to correct the test papers and get the results.
Class 9 was waiting in this fearful waiting, ushered in the monthly exam results.
When Liu Yao walked into the classroom, his face was full of smiles, and he took the report card and stood on the stage, and said excitedly: "Classmates! Everyone has made great progress this time! Our class has made a total of the top 100 list. Ten! Double than before! The average score in the class has also improved by a full two points! I can see everyone's hard work over the past period of time. Students, you will definitely get rewards for your efforts, and you must continue Come on!"
After speaking, he took the lead in applauding, but found that everyone in the seat was lacking in interest.
what happened
The class bell rang, and the next session was not his class. Liu Yao praised everyone a few more words before he walked out of the classroom. As soon as he left, immediately started whispering below.
—Are the statistics come out? Who has the least improved score
—I don’t know, the academic committee is still counting!
—Good grades are bad! The room for improvement is too small!
—Ouuuuu, this kind of lingering feeling is so terrible, hurry up and get the results!
There was a gloom in the classroom of Class 9 and Liu Yao didn't know it yet. He was so happy that his footsteps were a little wandering. When he walked back to the office, several teachers were congratulating him.
Liu Yao smiled with folds all over his face. When sitting down at his desk, he suddenly found a greeting card tied with a ribbon on the desk.
I picked it up and found that the transcript of the ninth class was contained in the greeting card.
Liu Yao was a little puzzled. He looked at the transcript first before seeing the words in the greeting card:
—Late Teacher's Day gift, thank you for your teaching and dedication, we will continue to work hard and live up to your expectations.
Sincerely, all the students in Class 9 of Senior Three.
Liu Yao's hand froze.
After reacting, tears were already in his eyes.
…
Because of the late Teacher's Day gift from Class 9 students, Liu Yao, who originally planned to take up the physical education papers, waved his hand and let them go to physical education.
After entering the third year of high school, there was basically no chance of survival in physical education. I heard that the class was on time, and everyone rushed to the playground like a swarm.
Rarely, when they were busy, the physical education teacher didn't embarrass them, so they got together, and after two laps around the field, they announced their disbandment and free activities.
Shen Yue happened to be in class in the first year of high school, and it was a long time since he played with Ji Rang. After the disbandment, he greeted Ji Rang to play. The girls who were free to play in the playground quickly gathered around the basketball court, especially the freshman students.
Every time Ji Ran scored a field goal, he caused screams and cheers.
Shen Yue couldn't help joking: "You kid, you are very popular."
He picked up his school uniform and wiped his sweat, then threw the basketball back: "I'm back to the classroom, next time I play."
Seeing that the game was over and Ji Rang was about to leave, a few girls in the crowd hurriedly pushed a tall and attractive girl forward: "Hurry up, Yiyi! He's leaving!"
Xie Yiyi was holding water and a towel in his hands, with a shy expression on his face, and he hesitated to step forward: "Okay? He doesn't even recognize me."
"Why don't you know? You have given away cakes for more than half a month! He accepted you if he didn't throw them! Hurry up!"
Encouraged by the crowd, Xie Yiyi finally gathered up his courage and trot a few steps forward, blocking the front of Ji Rang who was walking back, and handed over the water and towel: "Senior Ji, here you are."
Ji Rang was burying his head, picking up the hem of his school uniform and wiping sweat, without even noticing her.
Then Xie Yiyi watched Ji Xuechang pass by without stopping.
Xie Yiyi was stunned. She didn't expect this scene at all, and subconsciously shouted: "Jirang Senior!"
Ji Rang stopped and looked back at her. Her eyes were indifferent, because she was slow to speak, and gradually showed a trace of impatience, turning around to leave.
Xie Yiyi quickly said: "Don't you know me?"
Ji Rang looked indifferent: "Should I know you?"
Xie Yiyi felt that the cakes that she had given away anonymously for so long were simply too uneconomical, so she quickly stated her identity: "I give you small cakes every day. I made them by myself."
Ji Rang raised his eyebrows and said clearly, "You gave it to you."
Xie Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled shyly: "Yeah."
Ji Rang said, "I'm still trying to find you." He took out his cell phone, Xie Yiyi's heartbeat quickened, and he walked forward two steps shyly, and said, "Is this the way to contact you?"
I heard Ji Rang say: "I will pass you the money for the cake."
Xie Yiyi was taken aback; "No..."
Ji Rang continued: "I will pay the money for the second half of the year together, but the delivery address needs to be changed and sent directly to the third and second class in the future."
Xie Yiyi: "?"
What
The senior flower ran away crying.
From the second day on, there were no cakes on Ji Rang’s desk.
Immediately after the morning self-study was over, Qi Ying ran to the Class 9 classroom, scratching the door frame with his head and looking inside.
Qu Dazhuang shouted, "Let the little fairy find it, brother."
Ji Rang looked up from the vocabulary book and saw the little baby with anticipation at the door, his intuition was not good.
He went out, the little baby looked up at him with a small face and looked at him softly, and asked, "Where is the little cake today?"
Ji Rang: "..."
The boss couldn't help thinking. The little cake couldn't be bought. If he bought the recipe, would the other party sell it