How can you break up!

broke up, the play couldn't go on, if she didn't act, how could she see Yan Chuqing's regret and despair after discovering that the script had been changed?

System: If you don't show up, master, our hostess may really be blackened!

Quan Lie was scared enough, and the whole person was in a trance in the next class, Zhang Ping laughed at him and didn't say anything when he coerced him, but only said when he couldn't bear it: "You can do it." ”

Obviously, the two of them spoke in very small voices, but Yan Ruyu turned around as if she heard it, and smiled at the two of them.

Quan Lie was trembling, but Zhang Ping was not convinced, and after class, he came to Yan Ruyu's desk: "Hey, ugly bastard, go buy me a pack of cigarettes!" ”

This episode seems to have happened in the memory of the original owner, and Zhang Ping reported Yan Ruyu after buying it, saying that she smoked.

The poor original owner was stunned and couldn't even explain clearly, and was finally labeled as not learning well, also because of this incident, and every time she was framed, she couldn't argue - she was a sophomore in high school, she could smoke, and what bad things she couldn't do?

It's still a girl!

Yan Ruyu leaned back on the table and replied very simply: "No, no." ”

Zhang Ping's smug smile froze on his face, and he lost face: "You say it again?" ”

Wu Hao sat behind Yan Ruyu, he actually didn't like bullying people very much, or just joining in the fun, at this time, seeing that the atmosphere was too terrible, he weakly proposed: "Zhang Ping, forget it, she is a girl, you are not good like this." ”

Yan Ruyu was a little surprised, Wu Hao didn't seem to be too annoying?

Zhang Pingzheng couldn't go up or down by Yan Ruyu's eyes, and as soon as he heard Wu Hao's words, he immediately turned the gun: "You step on the horse and talk nonsense, what do you say about boys and girls in the sissy!" Is she a girl like that? I can't even get hard when I'm naked! ”

This can be a difficult thing to hear, especially in front of high school students.

Wu Hao hates being called a sissy by others, he was born with a thin voice and white skin, blame him?

Zhang Ping looked at the disapproving eyes around him, but he felt that he was very remarkable.

Regaining his self-confidence, he felt that he was confident again, so he simply slammed his fist on Yan Ruyu's desk.

A neat stack of rolls fell to the ground, and Zhang Ping stepped on a few footprints.

"This kind of ugly girl, is she embarrassed to say that she is the girlfriend of Quanlie? I really don't know if it's thick-skinned or mentally retarded! Hey, I just want to ask you, can he be scared when you lie on the bed of Quanlie, hahahaha! ”

He laughed when he thought it was funny, but the eyes of the whole class had changed.

I used to think that Zhang Ping was arrogant, but now I look at it, it turns out that the quality is so poor!

Yan Ruyu looked down at the black shoe prints on the white scroll.

"Pick it up."

Zhang Ping smiled even more exaggeratedly: "Say that you are mentally retarded, do you really have a problem with your brain?" ”

He knocked on Yan Ruyu's desk again fiercely and made a loud noise: "Who stepped on a horse to give you face?" ”

Yan Ruyu stood up slowly, she didn't have any expression on her face, she didn't even raise her eyelids, and walked to Zhang Ping's desk step by step.

Then in front of Zhang Ping, he raised his hand.

Why, she also has to smash the table to relieve her anger? Or throw Zhang Ping's rolls?

Yan Ruyu didn't speak, just slapped her palm towards the table.

Just so gently, like her expression, bland, calm.

Everyone thinks Yan Ruyu is joking......

Whether it was the voice or the momentum, Zhang Ping felt that he had won, so he mocked harder.

"You're insane, aren't you? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will smash your fist on you......"

With a "bang", the table next to Yan Ruyu suddenly fell apart.

Zhang Ping's seat was by the window, and the window was open again, and as soon as the table collapsed, the messy test papers flew out in droves.

Yan Ruyu looked at the sky with a sideways face and patted the ash on her hands.

She glanced at Zhang Ping with a smile: "Where is it?" Well? ”

Kwon Lie, who was closest to her, was shocked by the "um" and his spine was cold.

Zhang Ping was already dumbfounded.

Yan Ruyu walked back slowly, obviously a head shorter than him, but when she yawned and said, "Let's go", Zhang Ping didn't dare to slack off the rules and walked away.

Yan Ruyu said: "In the future, there will be less swearing." ”

Zhang Ping: "Oh. ”

Yan Ruyu said: "It's hard to hear. ”

Zhang Ping: "Oh. ”

Yan Ruyu said: "Bad breath." ”

Zhang Ping covered his mouth and returned to his seat......

The problem is that he doesn't have a place to sit!

Zhang Ping didn't dare to let go of a fart and went out to pick up the papers, and by the way, he asked the head teacher to apply for a new desk, no one knew how to explain it, and he definitely didn't dare to tell the truth anyway.

If you really said it, I guess the head teacher can't believe it.

And the students who witnessed all this were as quiet as chickens, and it is estimated that they have not been able to digest this modern martial arts drama.

When the teacher entered the classroom, he wanted to reflexively yell: "Your class is the noisiest!" In the end, the conversation changed sharply, and it was broken: "Your class is the quietest!" ”

The classmates looked at him with burning eyes, as if asking: Isn't it a good thing that we are quiet? Why are you still so excited?

At the critical moment, the teacher had an idea and wittily added: "The teacher is very pleased, I hope you can continue to keep it!" ”

Very good, responsive, perfect remedy, kudos to yourself!

Recently, the teachers of the second and third classes of high school are very puzzled - there are a bit more second-generation in this class, so that it is difficult to manage.

When there are a few old fritters in the class that are difficult to manage, others will follow suit.

Once discriminated, children at this age still have a strong sense of self-protection, so they have a headache.

What does it feel like to have a headache that has been cured for many years without medicine?

No one sleeps, no one chats, no one plays with their phones, no one eats instant noodles......

What conspiracy are they brewing?

The teachers haven't touched it yet, and the first quiz after the start of school came as scheduled.

After answering the paper, in a wail, Yan Ruyu, who was wearing loose sportswear, put her hands in her pockets and circled around the playground, and then her eyes locked on the sports students who were sweating on the playground.

These specialty students are good seedlings, 100 meters stable at 12 seconds, training training, maybe you can test a second-level athlete, the coach who trained them saw the ponytail girl on the side, and asked in a good mood with a cigarette: "Classmate, do you want to try it too?" ”

He was originally teasing Yan Ruyu, but who knew that this girl naturally agreed: "Okay." ”

She was in a bad mood, very bad.

The kind that doesn't please the eye, I want to get angry day by day, and I feel more comfortable after smashing the table that day, but I can't destroy public property every day, and I might be able to vent my luck if I run for a run?

The coach was stunned for a moment with a cigarette in his mouth, and then laughed, and he beckoned to a few special students over there: "Hey, you guys take a five-minute break, and there is a classmate here who also wants to try it!" ”

There was no malice in his tone, just habitual ridicule.

"How much do you run, classmate? Fifty meters or 100 meters? ”

Yan Ruyu glanced at the playground, ran around first, and then rang the class bell after a while.

She said, "Four hundred meters." ”

The coach is happy, he is the coach, but also the school's physical education teacher, every time he goes to physical education class to practice running, the girls in the class are eager to skip the collective period, he also thought that this female classmate would run at most 50 meters to play, and even the other party asked "can you run 20 meters meaning" This kind of question is mentally prepared.

Who knew that she actually took the initiative to ask for 400 meters?

The coach puffed out his cigarette and picked up the timer: "Okay, when will it start?" ”

Yan Ruyu took off her coat and threw it on the stool at will.

"Right now."