Chapter 34: Self-destructive image
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Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!
- Straight to the Blue Skies
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- 2021-04-11 11:34:30
Chapter 34 Self-destructive image
The deputy mayor Ye, who did not want to talk more about self-sustaining status, took a look and only felt that he was really faceless today and the lining was thrown away!
This is not good looking? Is this the word that comes out of the chicken?
Are you eyes?
Ye Zhifan is hating that this thin piece of Zhang in his hand is directly drawn to Sun Dongqing’s face. He stands up coldly and says to Chen’s headmaster:
Chen Chan, I still have official duties to deal with here, and the school’s business is still Please worry more."
The paper in his hand was stuffed into his wife's hand, and he gnashed his teeth and said: "My mother is accompanying you to make a shame! I am still tired of my daughter!"
"Yes, yes, I am really embarrassed to see people today, oh, I am..." When I opened the paper, Sun Dongqing was stunned and could not even speak.
At this time, Ye Ying saw that his mother had taken all the responsibilities, and her heart was already quite calm. To see Sun Dongqing seems to have been hit hard, she worried again, "Mom, don't blame yourself, sister. meeting……"
The line of sight falls under the paper chapter, and Ye Ying’s eyes are instantly enlarged, how is it possible! How could this be a shorthand for Ye!
The paper chapter gently fell from her hand, and I saw the words of the line of clear-cut rookies, clear and windy words, and left on the white paper.
The words are like their own, seemingly beautiful and long, but in fact the dark front is slightly visible, subtle and transparent.
Ye Jian reached out and grabbed it gently, just catching the paper that was going to fall, and smiled at the electric shock like Ye Yingweier: "I still need you to write a love letter for me? Ye Ying, you are really self-destructing now. Image, stay here and explain to the principal."
At that moment, Ye Ying was hated to be able to faint himself, or to be laughed at by someone who looked down on him.
Ye Jian, who returned to the classroom to study at night, accepted the attention of the whole class. Once again, she saw that this piece of Zhang was a strange but familiar face. Ye Ying’s smile on the corner of his mouth has not disappeared.
Everything will eventually pass, and she no longer has to be afraid, no longer have to worry, the most difficult first step she finally passed.
Sitting in his position, the same table is not someone else, is Zhang Bin.
"Thank you, Zhang Bin." Thank you for standing up and telling her a fair and just words.
In the last life, she owed him a thank you. In this life, he must tell him personally.
Ye Jian looked up, black sputum with a clear smile, slow and solemnly said: "Thank you very much!"
Zhang Bin smirked, and his eyes clearly reflected that Ye Jian’s picture was like a rose, and he also showed his face. He said: Your change is really big, it is much better than before.
Very sincere, very simple praise, Ye Jianmei eyes bent and laughed, the water inside the sputum seems to be the spring water under the sun, dazzling, "Thank you."
Because he helped, so that the image of Ye Ying is no longer clear and clean, writing a love letter to the teacher will always be the stain of her learning career.
"What kind of politeness, I can't understand that she usually bullies you, hey, the teacher is coming..." The boy who spoke was sitting right, not afraid to talk down again.
Ye Jian bowed his head and opened the English book, which soon became a student's career.
The night was getting deeper, and the school that had turned off the lights was silent. Occasionally, there were a few wild cats who screamed and made some screaming voices.
After the night, the president, who informed the handling of Mr. Ke, did not sleep. He did not leave in the office. He looked at the unvoiced landline occasionally and looked down at the watch.
In the mind of waiting for the phone, he could not help but appear in the evening of this evening.
Write eight thousand six, and finally only four thousand words..., how much I have deleted!
(End of this chapter)