Chapter 7: Beat you

In the evening streets, the wind swayed the treetops and the leaves swayed gently.
Ning Zhen looked down at his canvas shoes and whispered: "I didn't mean to, who made you play a hooligan."
After two lives, she is still as clean as a child.
I don't know the real hooliganism, but it's not just that.
"You have a big temper, so fierce. Believe it or not to beat you?" He couldn't help laughing after he finished.
He grabbed her schoolbag and took her away, but didn't touch her this time.
Like walking a cat, the pace is leisurely.
Ning Zhen was dragged away by him. She knew that this person was unreasonable.
The two stopped at the small drugstore, and Lu Zhi pointed at the counter: "Buy medicine."
The boss is a fifty-year-old middle-aged uncle. He was taken aback by the injury on his forehead: "Oh, what's up on the skull? It's serious."
The dialect of his hometown.
Lu Zhi was a little impatient: "Just take the medicine."
"Come on, I'll give you a bag, it's okay to be injured like this."
The boss took out the alcohol and bandages from the counter, and asked Lu Zhi to sit down on the next chair.
Lu Zhi could not move, his face was ugly. He was just buying a medicine, not here to listen.
"That girl, what do you stand there doing? Call your boyfriend to sit down and sprinkle."
"He is not my boyfriend." Ning Zhen waved his hand hurriedly.
Lu Zhi glanced at her with a smile.
Slowly sat down, still pulling on the strap of her schoolbag.
Alcohol disinfection, it hurts.
Ning Zhen looked away.
Lu Zhi didn't care, he was used to it.
When the two walked out of the pharmacy, Lu Zhi's injury had been dealt with. He felt that the bandage was ugly, so he only put an OK bandage on.
Seeing that he is handsome, he feels pretty good about himself.
From the mentality of three years later, Ning Zhen feels that he is a bit non-mainstream.
She just wanted to laugh.
But dare not, can only hold back.
The two walked in tandem, and the shadows seemed a little gentle under the warm sunlight.
"Want to learn to dance?"
He suddenly turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at her.
Ning Zhen's face was pale.
The flyer had been slipped in her belt, she thought he hadn't seen it.
"It's going to be the third year of high school, little classmates, don't you understand for learning?"
If Chen Dongshu is here, he must be smiling. Is this what Brother Zhi can say? He went out into the sky by himself, didn't even understand what a function was, and even taught others seriously.
Ning Zhen paused: "This is my business."
The smile on his face faded.
She curled her lips coldly and stopped talking.
Yes, they are not familiar.
The cicadas on the tree kept screaming and the air was muggy.
He scolded annoyingly.
Looking back fiercely, his eyes were cold: "What do you do with me?"
Ning Zhen was dumbfounded.
He didn't allow her to run, and she couldn't run him, and was threatened to follow him.
His temper is still good or bad, unreasonable.
Forget it, anyway...
Anyway, she couldn't beat him, she would just ignore him.
She has a good temper and doesn't care about him.
Ning Zhen turned and walked in the opposite direction.
Cars come and go on the road, raising dust in the sky.
She had an itchy throat and couldn't help coughing twice.
Lu Zhi was watching behind her, very irritable.
Forget it, what to care about with a little idiot.
He just took a step forward.
Ning Zhen stopped a taxi and got into the car with a slender body.
The car started and soon disappeared from his vision.
Lu Zhi turned around coldly and kicked on the tree.
Class on Friday, the group of senior elders who were absent from class finally came to class.
Class 7 students paid their attention.
Everyone is injured, and there are stories at the first glance.
Lu Zhi deliberately entered through the front door of the classroom.
Ning Zhen is lecturing to Xia Xiaoshi, the English she speaks. Standard pronunciation, soft voice.
Lu Zhi didn't understand, he paused.
Ning Zhen spoke seriously and didn't notice him at all.
"Hmm... Look, this should be the past completion time, and there is a hint... here."
She drew a line on the paper and pressed her finger on the paper. She had a fair complexion and could even see blue blood vessels.
It's so sweet...Tsk.
Chen Dongshu was sitting in the back row and playing games. He and Lin Zichuan were in double row. They both operated the dishes. The other party was too fierce and lost three games.
I wanted to call on Lu Zhi and kill the other two turtle sons.
As soon as he looked up, he found Lu Zhichu in the first row of aisles.
Looking at... Two girls are talking about the topic.
"Fuck hahahahahahahaha!!!!"
He laughed like a snake, and he was personally heard.
People in Class 7 turned around.
Lin Zichuan took off his earphones and slapped him on the back: "Damn, stupid."
Lu Zhi came over early and gave him a cold look.
Chen Dongshu shut up, fucking, murderous.
At this moment, he suddenly became acquainted.
"Is it coming to play games?"
Zhi Lu was fine, so he sat down and the three of them played together.
He has slender fingers, quick operation and flexible brain.
But Chen Dongshu's attributes are two stunned sons, and the gods can't move that kind of...
Three people lost again.
Boys of this age will not admit defeat.
Another game started.
Lu Zhi didn't know where the anger came from, changed his equipment and chased one of them, hacked him to death and waited for his resurrection.
The three RMB players playing rogues is pretty terrible.
After a while, he chopped off the other side.
The other party spoke.
"Fuck you, did I plan your ancestor's grave? Grandson Turtle is still excited today, right?"
The class bell rang.
The RMB player trio didn't say a word, and silently engaged each other several times.
It was so angry that it was offline.
Lu Zhi took off the headphones, dull and boring.
On the podium, the physics teacher is talking about electromagnetic induction. In the eyes of this group of scumbags, their mouths are croaking and speaking bird language.
The students in the first few rows were all vigorous, waiting to be fed.
Lu Zhi glanced, and his finger on the phone screen paused.
Turning back to ask Chen Dongshu: "I look fierce?"
Chen Dongshu can't figure it out, why is the boss convulsed? Wearing flattery, he stretched out his thumb: "Never fierce or fierce, the boss is handsome!"
Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows: "You're so handsome, so serious."
Chen Dongshu said, "Oh, well, it's a bit fierce."
A book hit his head.
Fuck... he knew he couldn't tell the truth.
The physics teacher looked at the two of them for several times, and couldn't bear to pat the desk: "Lu Zhi, Chen Dongshu, what are you two talking about in class? Is there any discipline? Stand up, come answer this question, and sit down if you get it right. "
Lin Zichuan smirked and laughed.
Lu Zhi and Chen Dongshu stood up, and Chen Dongshu smiled: "Teacher Zhang, I won't."
They didn't even know what the question was.
Everyone in the class looked back and could see Lu Zhi in the second-to-last row by the window at a glance.
The sun shattered and fell on him, like a layer of light.
She turned her head. Ning Zhen would look weird if she didn't turn her head. She hesitated for a few seconds before turning her head.
It happened to look at Shang Lu Zhi's eyes.
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, and his smile was a little wild: "Neither can I."
"Then stand and listen!" said the physics teacher. I don't care about them when I'm finished, and write back on the blackboard. Writing with chalk, Ning Zhen lowered his eyes and took notes seriously.
There was a creak, the sound of chairs dragging on the floor. Then the back door was opened, and Lu Zhi and Chen Dongshu walked out swaggeringly.
The physics teacher's face is turning blue.
The fan blew the bangs on her forehead, Ning Zhen didn't look back, and took a pen to calculate the example from the book.
The teaching system of the third high school is notoriously loose. There are weekends in the first and second grades of high school, and only Sundays in the third grade.
So on Friday, everyone's mood is particularly relaxed and happy.
The last class is Song Baoyun.
She solemnly said: "The monthly exam will be held next Thursday. They are all about the third year of high school. Time flies quickly, so I will take the college entrance examination without hurrying. This time I will go back from the holiday and use the weekend to review and try to get a good exam. Grades."
Almost every teacher has said this remark, and the students will almost recite it.
Actually Song Baoyun didn't want to be so long-winded, but this second and seventh high school class was the most troublesome class she had ever had.
The number one in the class is eighth in the grade, which is a shame for any teacher.
Moreover, she is also to blame. The richest second generations in the grade are all concentrated in the seventh class.
These are all levers that lower the average score...
As a result, the ranking of Class 7 is always particularly low.
As soon as the bell rang after class, the students walked out together with a smile like birds released from their cages.
Tong Jia bounced down: "Zhen Zhen, I'm not with you today. Our Ban Jifei is celebrating her birthday. Many people will celebrate her. Please pay attention to your safety.
Ning Zhen nodded: "Then you go home early, don't worry about uncles and aunts."
"Anlaanla, I know."
Tong Jia has a lively personality and is very popular, and has a good relationship with most people in the class.
Ning Zhen packed up his textbooks and notes, and went home with his schoolbag.
Ji Fei’s birthday party was chosen in the private room of a famous restaurant.
She dressed up carefully today, with her hair perm in disposable curls, makeup on her face, and her delicate face with light makeup is quite innocent.
Ji Fei wore a white skirt and looked out absent-mindedly.
The girl who went with her knew her thoughts and comforted: "If you say you are coming, you will definitely come, don't worry."
Ji Fei nodded.
After a while, Chen Dongshu opened the door and saw most of the girls in the second class, only a few boys, and whistle: "Good evening, sisters?"
Ji Fei's eyes brightened, looking behind him, Lu Zhi cocked the corner of his mouth, looked around, and then said hello.
The crowd calmed down, and a lot of eyes fell on Lu Zhi.
The temperament is arrogant and blatant, this kind of raspy and handsome boy is inexplicably stunned.
Lin Zichuan handed the gift to Ji Fei: "Happy birthday."
Ji Fei took it and thanked him with a smile.
The wind from the corner of his eye glanced at Lu Zhi. He had already sat down with a cigarette in his hand. When people around him were talking to him, he lazily responded from time to time.
Her heart beats fast.
Lu Zhi is now... single.