After Becoming a Male God, I Broke Three Big Guys: Chapter 35 Back to school
In Chongming, there is a big break after the second get out of class in the morning. The whole school goes to the playground to run and exercise. Usually after the exercise, someone will rush back to the classroom to get water and drink as quickly as possible. Today, it is no surprise that several boys in the class rushed up the fastest.
But what was different from usual was that as soon as they rushed to the classroom and stopped the car, they saw the iced milk tea on everyone's table with drops of water hanging on the wall.
Look up at the door number.
High school (7) class.
Make sure you're right. But what happened to the milk tea on the table? Seeing that the bag is the Internet celebrity milk tea shop at the door, this should not be the work of Lao Ban.
At this time, some people have come back one after another, and looking at the confused look of the boy outside the door, he walked into the classroom suspiciously, and was stunned for a while.
"Who asked for this? Such a big deal?"
"We just came back, and we didn't see anyone posting it."
The classmates are almost back, watching the chatter of milk tea in front of them, and some can't wait to insert straws.
Ye Xiguang was the last to arrive, looking at the milk tea in front of him, he didn't know why.
The preparatory bell rang at this moment, and the old class paced in, leisurely. Seeing that the students below were still excited about the milk tea on the table, he cleared his throat and said, "Have you taken out all the textbooks?"
This is where the chaotic search for books began.
After searching for the book, everyone quieted down, but before two minutes of waiting, a tall boy wearing a peaked cap appeared at the door, shook the book in his hand, and restrained his smile: "Mr. Li , you forgot your textbook."
The students who could see each other's face clearly had already shouted: "Qiao Yu—" There was one after another "Fuck" behind.
At this time, it was self-evident who invited the milk tea. Everyone was immersed in the long-lost joy. Whether it was in class or not, they began to talk to her at random, ignoring the majesty of the head teacher.
"Qiao Yu, are you back to class?"
"Did you order the milk tea?"
"How long have you been here? Why didn't we see it?"
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The voice of the classroom grew louder and louder, and Lao Li quickly coughed twice to signal them to be quiet.
"I came back today to deliver milk tea, and I'll leave later." She didn't want to be kept in class.
The milk tea was pre-ordered online long ago. Because there were too many orders, she was carrying the small dessert brought to the teacher in both hands, so the store specially asked two shop assistants to help carry it up.
In fact, she came not long after the second class, but just stayed in the office to receive the loving greetings from the teachers. There is a teacher's daughter in the next class. It is said that she likes her after watching her play recently. The teacher wants to get her autograph for her.
Qiao Yu smiled, "Okay, do you have a notebook or something?"
The brokerage company has regulations on the artist's signature. Generally, it can only be signed on the photo or the surrounding of the house, especially on white paper. But the teacher was definitely unable to come up with these, so he simply replaced it with a notebook or the like.
"I just bought her a counseling book, can I sign the counseling book?"
Qiao Yu couldn't help crying. She has signed a lot of names before, but she has never signed the guidance book.
She was about to start writing with a black marker in her hand. She suddenly remembered and asked the female teacher, "What's your daughter's name? I can write her a to sign."
The teacher looked puzzled, "What is a to sign? I don't understand you young people."
"It is to write to and someone's name after the signature, which means that this signature is specially written for TA." She explained with a smile, "You can also write some messages."
"My daughter's name is Deng Wenyin. The text of culture has a reason for the beginning of cursive." The teacher thought for a while, "If you send a message, write to her 'Study hard and make progress every day'."
The other teachers in the office also laughed, "Yes, just write this, exert the idol effect, and urge her to study."
After Qiao Yu, he stayed in the office until they all went for a run, and then carried boxes with Lao Li and distributed milk tea to everyone's table.
The plot of her surprise appearance in the way of delivering books to Lao Li was all planned by the office teachers. But she really didn't want to stay too long, she planned to say hello and leave, but she didn't expect to encounter a situation where it was difficult to ride a tiger.
The classmates below shouted louder than each other: "Don't, stay for two classes before leaving!"
The monitor also raised his hand actively and said, "I've come here. I think Qiao Yu should at least take this Chinese class before leaving."
After thinking about it, Lao Li also felt that it made some sense, so he waved to Qiao Yu, "I think everyone is right, it's a rare opportunity to have 52 people in our class neatly arranged, so it's a pity not to take a Chinese class."
Qiao Yu retracted his right foot that was about to retreat, and went to the last row in resignation.
It's still a familiar position, and it's still a familiar tablemate with a long bangs.
She pulled out the chair and sat down, Ye Xiguang had obediently put the Chinese book in the middle of the two, and gave her a pen.
What Lao Li said here Qiao Yu has not reviewed yet. Compared with the normal senior high school students, her learning progress is far behind. Now listening to the teacher's lectures is a bit difficult to keep up, but she is studying with her long-lost classmates. feel pretty good.
This is a rare Chinese class where Ye Xiguang did not listen to the lectures but also did not secretly write manuscripts. Although he was also staring at the blackboard, his heart had drifted far away.
Unlike other boys, even in the hottest time, Qiao Yu's body always smells good and refreshing. Sometimes it's the scent of shampoo, sometimes it's laundry detergent, mixed with lemon and sandalwood scents.
He didn't dare to stare openly at his profile, he could only concentrate all his senses to feel his breath.
He was so unbearable, disgusting, how unspeakable and unspeakable his secret was.
The class went by too fast, faster than the blink of an eye.
When the get out of class bell rang, Lao Li announced that the get out of class had not yet ended, and the classroom was already restless. Seeing that the students below were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han, Lao Li sighed and left with his textbooks in between.
In the corridor, students from other classes who received the wind had already rushed here.
Qiao Yu put on a peaked cap and was about to stand up. The surrounding classmates couldn't wait to gather around. Zhang Lun blocked most of them with his strong physique standing out in the liberal arts class.
"Qiao Yu, didn't our basketball team say we had dinner together before? Are you free this afternoon?"
After thinking about it, Qiao Yu did owe them a meal, so he agreed, "I can't come over for an acting class this afternoon. The teacher's house is over at Xinhong Square, why don't you come to me?"
A boy with a national face said: "There is a Korean BBQ over at Xinhong Square. Would you like to try it?"
Another boy who shaved his head retorted: "I want to eat Haidilao on the fifth floor."
Zhang Lun ignored them at all and asked directly, "Qiao Yu, what do you want to eat?"
Qiao Yu didn't care, "I can do it, you can vote."
"Okay, I'll set up a group on QQ later, and bring our basketball team in to cast a vote."
A few girls who had fun in the class were dissatisfied and shouted, "Aren't our girls qualified to eat with Qiao Yu?"
"Yes, take us with you too."
Zhang Lun looked at the girls helplessly, "Aunts, they all said it was a dinner party within our basketball team, so don't join in the fun."
The prep bell rang at the right time, and Qiao Yu shook his phone, "I'll get out of class at five o'clock, and I'll contact you at that time."
The boys agreed with all their mouths and let Qiao Yu make their way out.
Ye Xiguang watched him quickly disappear at the door of the classroom.
He went too hastily without saying goodbye to him.
After school at 3:30 in the afternoon, the five boys from the basketball team in the class stayed until the end and gathered at Zhang Lun's table.
Zhang Lun's fingers kept tapping on the phone screen, "I've pulled you into the group. Nominate what you want to eat. I finally put together a vote. Everyone has two votes to choose which one to eat."
Because of having dinner with Qiao Yu in the afternoon, several boys chatted all afternoon, full of hatred. The emotions of the girls in the class have intensified from envy to hatred, especially the few girls who are in the fandom of Chen Yiquan in "Question", they have become sour, they can't wait to put them down, and run to Qiao by themselves. meet to eat.
So shortly after school, a post like this appeared in Qiao Yu's super chat:
A handful of spring river water:
The labor and management went crazy today. Qiao Yu came back to see his classmates in the morning and bought milk tea for everyone.
It's just rain and dew. He is going to have dinner with our basketball team tonight[/tears] I suddenly felt that the milk tea in my mouth was not sweet[/smile]
I can't, I'm sour[/lemon][/lemon][/lemon]
The comments are also crazy.
【? ? ? real or fake? ? ? What good things did the sister do in her past life to be in the same class as her brother? I'm also sour[/lemon][/lemon]]
[Squatting at an address online, to meet my brother by chance[/doge]]
[Report the name of the school, and I immediately arrange for a transfer. 】
【my God! My brother is really warm]
[Sisters, is your basketball team still short of people? I will report tonight[/doge]]
【Is your brother in the basketball team? Ask for high-definition photos of the stadium]
【I also squat one】
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In view of everyone's enthusiasm, a handful of spring river water thought again and again and decided to release the private pictures in the mobile phone to have fun with the sisters.
A handful of spring river water:
They were all found on the school's post bar, pointing to Jiangcheng Chongming Middle School.
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I don't know which fairy sister took the photo. The tall and straight teenager stood in the direct light from the top window of the gymnasium, as if bathed in golden light.
【Thank you sister for sharing! hum hum hum hug my boyfriend [/laughing]]
[Women, don't hide your secrets, hand over the rest[/doge]]
【Really tear your face! I'm in love again [/tears]]
[Brother, go and pick up the school drama, my sister is so wonderful (/ω＼)]
[p3's eyes are so sassy! Brother Shark Me! 】
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