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    To expose the evil deeds of the school, Mingshu hardly had to think about it. He immediately thought of the conversation he had heard in the old teaching building.

    There is not much useful information, but at least it shows that there is something wrong with them.

    Forget it. We'll talk about it when we have time.

    Ming Shu looked at the boy who had not left and asked, "what's your name?"

    "I thought Lu Meng wouldn't ask?" She never asked him his name for such a long time, let alone called his name. She looked at him with strange eyes, so she certainly didn't know him.

    There's a lot of nonsense. Forget it.

    Ming Shu got up and checked out and went straight to the cake shop next door. The boy followed her with black lines all over his head.

    He needs to refresh his knowledge of the little girl.

    "my name is Cheng Yan. Where is the journey of return? it is the derivative of the bank money in the twilight." His name should be regarded as a legendary figure at school, so Cheng Yan is still very confident.

    However.

    Mingshu flanked his eyes and looked at Cheng Yan with strange eyes.

    At first glance, this man is a low achiever. How can he introduce his name in such a stylish way?

    Terrible.

    How awful.

    Cheng Yan did not know what Mingshu was looking at, but his eyes were really a little strange. He coughed, "Don't you introduce yourself?"

    Ming Shu withdrew his eyes. "Don't you know my name?" You're crazy, you still ask if you know.

    "We can get to know each other again."

    "you are so annoying."

    Cheng Yan, who was labeled by Mingshu, looked confused. How could he be bored?

    Cheng Yan and Mingshu walked in the street and witnessed foodie eating from one street to another. He finally couldn't help saying, "Lu Meng, is there a black hole in your stomach?"

    I ate so much that my stomach didn't bulge. Where did it go?

    Ming Shu squeezed out a smile. "I didn't eat you, why do you care so much?" Do you have a crush on me? "

    Cheng Yan turned his eyes slightly and answered, "I just don't know if Lu Meng can give such a chance."

    Son of a bitch, do you really have a crush on it?

    "No."

    "Why?"

    "you can't afford to support me."

    Cheng Yan: "…" Ordinary people can't afford the way she eats.

    Mingshu returned to the community and found that Cheng Yan was still following him. She wanted to beat people up. "you're not done, are you?"

    Cheng Yante innocently pointed to the front. "my family lives here, too."

    Mingshu: "."

    Cheng Yan approached Mingshu, "so Lu Meng, do you want to think about it? I can definitely support you."

    "No consideration." I'm not interested in people with bad intentions.

    Cheng Yan followed Mingshu into the community, here is a rich area, although the original master is not a top family, but also a distinguished family. But Cheng Yan actually lives here. Is his family rich?

    I really don't know about this. The plot has not been written, and it is not in the memory of the original owner.

    It's just that the name Cheng Yan is a little familiar, and the original owner should have heard of it.

    Cheng Yan sent Mingshu to his door all the way, "Lu Meng, if you change your mind, I am always welcome."

    Mingshu: "." Neuropathy.

    Mingshu entered the room and slammed the door.

    The smile on Cheng Yan's face converged, and the light in the fundus became deep. The light and shadow crisscross all around, hiding his figure in the dark.

    The next day.

    Mingshu opened the door and saw Cheng Yan's ostentatious face appeared in his line of sight. He was wearing a school uniform today. Even if the popular school uniform was worn on this boy, it seemed to be plated with a layer of gold and shining.

    "what are you doing here?" Ming Shu bit the sandwich and couldn't keep his smile, and he blamed her?

    "good morning, Lu Meng." Cheng Yan juggled a rose and handed it to Mingshu.

    You can't eat it, it's useless.

    Mingshu didn't bother to talk to Cheng Yan and walked out with a bite on the sandwich.

    At any time, she can always see a smile on her face, even when she is eating, which makes people feel good.

    Cheng Yan was a little distracted, waited for Mingshu's past, recovered slightly, withdrew his hand without any embarrassment, turned to keep up with Mingshu, and said, "Lu Meng, you are very rude."

    Ming Shu turned around and said, "good morning, Cheng Yan."

    Cheng Yan: "…" Why doesn't this girl follow the routine?

    From the community to the school, Cheng Yan found that the girl's character was very strange. Her smile was sometimes soft and sometimes bright, but she could not see any change in her mood from her smile.

    The only thing that doesn't change is that she smiles all the time.

    She is like a carefree girl, full of the boundless light of youth.

    Children who go to school, white-collar workers who are in a hurry, and grandmothers who buy vegetables, everyone seems so busy, hurrying forward or passing by. Only she is leisurely and lazy, walking in the hustle and bustle.

    Cheng Yan was a little strange in the bottom of his heart, and he didn't say a word to her until the school.

    "Lu Meng, you mustn't go to the old teaching building again. Next time you won't have as good luck as you did last night." Cheng Yan said this sentence again before entering the school, and then quickly went to another direction, without entering the school with Mingshu.

    The old teaching building.

    What's there?

    In the memory of the original owner, she saw a ghost in the old teaching building. is it really a ghost?

    Mingshu thought about walking in the direction of the classroom. Before she reached the classroom, the instructor suddenly appeared and stopped her with a calm face.

    "Why didn't you sweep the playground?" The dean was very angry. "Lu Meng, don't think that just because you have good grades, you can do whatever you want at school."

    "I."

    "I tell you, if you do something wrong, you will be punished. The school has its rules, and as a student, you have to abide by it. We are now so demanding of you, but also for your own good. When we are born in society in the future, it will all be a lesson of blood. Who will manage you and reason with you as we do now? "

    "I."

    "I'll personally supervise after school today. Don't you dare not sweep again, and see what I can do with you."

    The teaching director poured beans like a bamboo tube, finished crackling, and left with a cold hum.

    Mingshu: "." You fucking listen to me.

    "Director, who made you angry again?"

    "these students are becoming more and more difficult to manage. If they don't pay attention, they will make a lot of things for you."

    "that's right, but they're still children, and it's time to be naughty, so don't worry about it with them."

    Ming Shu looked over there and saw a woman in a beige dress talking to the instructor, hot and wavy, looking very young.

    This voice.

    It's the same voice as that woman last night.

    "Mengmeng!" Ye Miao Miao rushed out of nowhere and hugged Ming Shu's arm. "what are you looking at?"

    Ming Shu pulled away her hand and nudged his chin toward the instructor. "who is that woman?"

    Ye Miaomiao looked down and said, "I seem to be an English teacher in junior high school. What's wrong?"

    "it's all right. Ask."

    Note:

    "where is the return journey" comes from Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man Pinglin is indifferent and smoke like weaving".

    "Yan Yan Twilight Xing" comes from the King of the Song Dynasty, "Twilight Xing".

    Add more for the leader of the alliance [Shen porcelain].

    Thank you, cutie.

    Beg for tickets, for collection, for reward, for all kinds of begging.

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