Chapter 108: Cool Drag Schoolmaster 11

After two hours of turbulence, finally reached the destination.
The students stepped off the bus one by one, looking at the rolling hills and vast green fields in front of them, their eyes full of admiration.
Teacher Lin pointed to a round mountain not far away and said, "Have you seen that mountain? The mountain is full of peach trees. Our task today and tomorrow is to help the orchard owner pick peaches."
"A lot of peach trees!"
"I haven't picked peaches yet, look forward to it!"
"Can you eat while plucking?"
"I want to buy some to eat for my family. I don't know if I can sell it." The students were excited.
Jiang Rui got out of the car and turned around to take his schoolbag from Yan Zhao, "Give it to me."
Just now, he stuffed her schoolbag with all his brains, and when he was done, he lifted it up and found some weight. He didn't ask her when he got out of the car, so he picked up her schoolbag and left.
Yan Zhao carried his bag on one shoulder and carried her in one hand. He shook back slightly, avoiding Jiang Rui's hand extended, and said impatiently: "Walk well."
The squad leader has started to form a team, boys and girls line up in two rows. Jiang Rui had no choice but to queue first.
Yan Zhao hung two bags and dangling into the boys' team.
"Brother Zhao, why is the schoolbag of a good student on you?" Wang Xiaodong asked strangely.
Yan Zhao lowered his mouth, his expression looked a little disgusting, "She is so stupid, can she move her back?"
Lin Hang turned his head and smiled shyly: "I can't carry my back, or Brother Zhao will help me too?"
"Go!" Yan Zhao lifted his leg and kicked his ass.
Lin Hang hid and skipped.
Someone in the girls team also noticed that Jiang Rui's schoolbag was in Yan Zhao's hand, and his face couldn't help but show an ambiguous smile: "Schumann, Yan Zhao is so kind to you, and he will help you carry the schoolbag."
"Yeah, how come no one helps me carry it? I really envy it."
"What's the use of envy, otherwise you should also find a guy at the table."
"I don't want to sit with boys, it's so weird."
"I think so."
Jiang Rui hadn't spoken yet, and the others chatted.
Zhang Jiajia didn’t listen very readily, and said in a not low or high voice:
Some people don’t feel too good about themselves. It seems that if she wants to sit with boys, boys should sit with her. Male students also have human rights. it is good?"
As soon as the words came out, the remaining girls all laughed, and the two female classmates who had spoken earlier were startled.
The two teams marched along the narrow path in the country towards the houses at the foot of the mountain. There were fields on both sides of the road. The breeze blew and the blue waves rippled.
Many villagers stood in front of their homes and looked around, and there were good children who followed them curiously. The dog barked for a while, seeing the crowd getting closer, and ran away with a whimper with his tail sandwiched between them.
The teacher led them to the owner's house in the orchard. It was a small three-story building. The courtyard was surrounded by iron walls and tiled on the floor. It was so solid.
Since it is here to experience life, the school naturally did not plan to let the students live in a hotel. People had already come to pass through. The host’s family deliberately vacated a few rooms on the third floor. They were a group of forty or fifty people, and almost ten people lived in one room. Naturally, I can’t sleep. Fortunately, the house in the country is wide and the room is large. The host’s family has prepared many mats for laying on the floor. Now the weather is hot and I am not afraid of catching cold.
A few students showed dissatisfaction on their faces, mumbling about how they could sleep on the ground, most of them were quite new and expected.
After the rest, the group followed the black and thin male host up the mountain.
I just looked at it from a distance, and the mountains and plains are full of peach trees. Now it is even more shocking when I look up close. The low peach trees were studded with fist-sized peaches, which were full of yellow in the green, with red in the middle of the yellow, and fruitful. The peach branches were bent down under the pressure, and the students were amazed.
The host gave them bamboo baskets, one for four or five people. Some people couldn't wait to lift the basket and ran under the largest peach tree.
At the beginning, I was very motivated. It didn’t take long for the tiny peach hairs to stick to my body, my hands, my face, and my neck began to itch. When I was exposed to the sun, my sweat came out and I wiped it with my hands. Itching, the more itching the more scratching, the more scratching the more itching, many students scratching their heads, really like a monkey picking peaches.
Some of them couldn't stand it, and ran to complain to the teacher in charge. Teacher Lin looked at their shorts, short skirts and beautiful shoes and shook his head.
Jiang Rui also secreted sweat on his forehead, so he didn't dare to wipe it with his hands, only wiping his head on his sleeves. A wet towel was suddenly hung over her neck, which made her tremble, followed by waves of comfortable coolness.
She turned her head and saw Yan Zhao frowned and looked in the other direction, as if he had noticed her gaze, then turned around and looked at her dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so stupid? Everyone knows to be lazy. What are you doing? It's not your Taoyuan."
Jiang Rui turned her head and looked around. Sure enough, many people had dragged bamboo baskets and ran to the shade of the trees to enjoy the cool. She smiled and said, "It's actually quite interesting."
Yan Zhao sighed.
"Where did this come from?" Jiang Rui took the towel around his neck.
"If you ask so much what you are doing, just wipe it off." Yan Zhao looked impatient, and after a while he reluctantly said: "I went down to drink water and took it by the way."
"Thank you." Jiang Rui smiled, wiped his face with a wet towel, and wiped his neck and hands. The peach hair was wiped off, and he felt a lot more comfortable.
"Thank you, I didn't take it specially for you." Yan Zhao said with his brows between her brows. After she wiped it, she didn't know where to transform a washed peach. "Would you like?"
"Hey, did you go down the mountain to wash this too?" Jiang Rui reached out and took it.
"Do you think anyone is as stupid as you, it's okay to run up and down the mountain? Isn't there a water pipe over there." Yan Zhao lifted his chin and gestured.
When Jiang Rui walked over, he saw a clear puddle not far away. Through the light green pool, one could see the pebbles below and the water pipes floating on the water.
She knelt down, cleaned the towel, and handed it to Yan Zhao, "Do you want to wipe it?"
"Girls only use towels to wash their faces." Yan Zhaoting said disdainfully, holding up water indiscriminately and splashing it on his face. Soon, his hair and clothes were wet. He wiped his face and raised his chin at Jiang Rui. "All boys Washed like this."
He never thought about the contradiction between this sentence and his previous behavior. Since boys don't need a towel to wash their faces, why did he rashly bring a towel up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, and emphasized that it was not for her?
Jiang Rui smiled and didn't try to pierce him, but when his eyes turned to his face, his complexion changed suddenly, "Your face..."
"What's the matter?" Yan Zhao immediately reached out and touched his face. Although he said that those who praised him for being handsome were boring, but boys at this age, few of them are not stinky, naturally care about their own image, especially in front of her.
Jiang Rui frowned, worried and flustered.
Seeing her like this, Yan Zhao was also a little nervous. He couldn't help looking in the mirror at the water surface, trying to see his face clearly, "Is it stung by a bug? Or is it red from the sun? Why don't I feel pain?"
He raised his head again, wanting Jiang Rui to talk about the specific problem.
Jiang Rui stared at it very seriously for a while, and then stopped talking. Just when Yan Zhao's heart was being raised higher and higher, she suddenly slapped and smiled all over her face.
"Your face is so handsome!" He said that he was intact and sat on the ground with a smile and almost fell into a puddle.
Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then his entire face flushed suddenly, not knowing whether he was angry or what. He stood up with a cry and stared at Jiang Rui fiercely. You didn't say a whole word after several times.
Jiang Rui smiled and rubbed his stomach, his white face was flushed, and his eyes glowed.
Yan Zhao stared for a while, not only did the redness on his face not disappear, but the ears were also burning.
"Bored!" He slapped a bit fiercely, turned around and walked away fiercely. He has already walked a dozen steps, but he stopped for some reason, and rushed back more imposingly, "Hey, get up quickly, don't count on me falling into the water. Fishing for you!"
"I, I hahaha..." Jiang Rui was still panting, with a sour smile on his face, "I'm running out of strength..."
"Fall down!" Yan Zhao said fiercely with a sullen face. As soon as the voice fell, he reached out and took her wrist and pulled the person up.
Her wrists are very thin, ringing more than enough, and her skin is slightly cool, delicate and soft. As soon as the person stood up, he immediately let go of his hand as if being scalded, struggling his neck, and said stiffly: "Clumsy."
Jiang Rui finally came over, rubbing his stiff face, with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you."
Yan Zhao snorted from his nose.
It was getting hotter and hotter as it approached noon. Jiang Rui didn't plan to continue working, and found a cool place to sit down.
Yan Zhao held a face that everyone owed him 5 million, condescending and sitting beside her.
Jiang Rui held the peach he gave her just now and nibbled. The freshly picked peaches were sweet and juicy, and they were big and red. She planned to bring some to Shu Xiaoyun when she went home tomorrow.
Yan Zhao looked at the blue sky and the brown ground. After a while, his gaze slipped over to her to see her small and delicate ears, beautiful and straight nose, long drooping eyelashes, and white powder. Puffed cheeks.
The breeze blew across the mountains and brought coolness. He felt that the wind was strange, otherwise it would make his chest, throat, and palms itchy.
He gave a dry cough, trying to break the atmosphere that made him uncomfortable, and he still slammed his mouth: "Eating so slow, are you a tortoise?"
Jiang Rui had a meal, put down Taozi, and smiled sweetly, "I just made a joke with you, but what I said is sincere, and your face is really—"
"Shut up!" Yan Zhao jumped up, and his face just turned red again, and said fiercely: "I know I'm handsome, so you can't say it! You can't tell me if you hear it!"
A few nearby students who were taking a break looked over and saw that Yan Zhao, who was famous in their class and was also famous and fierce, stood under a peach tree, jumping up and down, yelling: "Of course I am very Handsome!"
Even if he dances like a monkey, he is really handsome, but he doesn't have to say it out loud as narcissistic, right? The students muttered in their hearts.
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