Bizarre Love

Chapter 126 Girls' thoughts (1)

The movement of Jiang Ren standing up in class was so loud that the whole class looked over.

The girl who was still touching up her makeup put down her foundation puff and asked softly, What's wrong with Jiang Ren?

I don't know. The tablemate smiled gloatingly, Old Fu's nose is almost crooked.

The Chinese teacher's face turned green and white.

The main reason is that the outside leaders and the principal are inspecting. There is such a big commotion in their class, should he scold Jiang Ren? Not scolding is definitely not enough, as a teacher, there is no fear of students, but before Jiang Ren beat the head teacher, it turned out to be nothing. The school even changed the original head teacher. This incident made all the teachers feel shadowed.

Teacher Fu bit the bullet and said, Jiang Ren! Are you disciplined in class? Stand up and listen!

Jiang Ren didn't say anything or move for a long while.

Teacher Fu said: Since you have decided to listen to the class in the classroom, then listen carefully and don't disturb other students' studies.

Jiang Ren picked up his translation paper and dictionary and went out.

He Junming was so curious, what was written on it, he followed and ran out.

The principal was in the corridor, teaching them with his hands behind his back: What's going on! You don't take school seriously!

He Junming smiled and said: Hello, principal, hello dean! Teachers, we know we made a mistake, and we are standing for punishment. We deeply reflect on our mistakes.

The principal looked at them suspiciously, Jiang Ren bent his lips, and said in a loud voice: I'll reflect on it now!

The principal finally left, and Teacher Fu also heaved a sigh of relief.

He Junming leaned over to look: Brother Ren, what are you looking at?

Jiang Ren said, Get up and go back to your classroom.

He Junming has never seen Jiang Ren so stingy: Look at the less meat.

Um.

He Junming had no choice, and he didn't dare to peek, so he had to enter the classroom by himself. A few of them looked through the window and saw Jiang Ren standing in the corridor seriously flipping through the dictionary and writing something.

He Han said: Brother Ren just saw something, and the reaction was so great.

He Junming said: I caught a glimpse of a string of birdsong.

Fang Tan thought for a while: The homework that Meng Ting gave him?

Several people couldn't think of any names.

On the contrary, He Junming felt emotional, Brother Ninja had been here for almost a year, and when he first came, he hit the teacher in the class, and the whole class was in an uproar. Jiang Ren didn't explain anything, and when the teaching office came, he continued to sleep on the table.

Only He Junming, who was at the same table with him, saw it.

When the teacher is in class, he always likes to put girls on the shoulders, which is called a lecture.

In the first week when Jiang Ren came to Licai Vocational High School, the teacher's finger brushed the chest of the most honest girl in their class. The girl's eyes were red, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Ren, who was chewing gum, stood up on the spot, picked up his chair and gave the original teacher a hit.

At that time, I was still studying for self-study and reading books, and the whole class was dumbfounded.

No one knew what happened, and the girls who were helped by Jiang Ren later did not speak out.

Jiang Ren didn't care, he might not even remember the girl's name, but He Junming was deeply impressed by this incident. The teacher's morality was not good before, and then he left, and most of the class were also very happy.

When the principal was dealing with this matter, Jiang Ren just sneered, without explaining a word, his eyes were cold and gloomy.

He Junming told the whole story, and the original head teacher was fired.

The principal apologized in embarrassment, Brother Ninja took his coat and put it on his shoulders and left without looking back.

And just now, when Jiang Ren said in a loud voice that he was introspecting, his eyes seemed to be covered with tiny lights. It's completely different from the cold and gloomy young man who only came to the vocational high school more than half a year ago.

He Junming couldn't help sighing, love is so great.

He quickly completed the translation of a few lines of English poetry. Because I read the answer in advance, there is an imprint of answer.

For the first time, Jiang Ren carefully read all the English words in a poem.

They're not that hard either.

When school was over, it was already dark.

The lights in the teaching building were also extinguished one by one.

Meng Ting was writing questions in the classroom, and the class monitor, Guan Xiaoye, had a sense of crisis, didn't she, the number one in the class worked so hard, she was so nervous that she couldn't sleep recently, and she was only a sophomore in high school.

Meng Ting, you have to remember to close the windows. Xia Tian was afraid that the rain would come in through the windows.

good.

Meng Ding was halfway through writing the inscription, and the students all left.

Only the lamp above Meng Ting's head was still on in their classroom.

She was wearing the white school uniform of No. 7 Middle School, with the artistic word 7 on the sleeve, and she was doing the last step of the calculation. The coolness of the air conditioner has not dissipated, she wrote the answer X=2 on the paper with a black pen.

A hand gently covered her eyes.

Meng Ting stretched out his hand to break it open: Jiang Ren.

He couldn't help laughing: How do you know it's me. He let go of his hands and put his arms on her desk.

Meng Ting rolled his eyes: I heard your footsteps.

I'll hand in my homework.

Her eyelashes trembled, thinking of that poem, she felt a little embarrassed: No, you don't need to hand it in, just write it.

Jiang Ren smiled lowly: Little teacher, you said you will be rewarded for doing the right thing. Are you lying to me?

The teaching building was quiet, just the two of them.

His pupils were dark, with countless smiles.

Meng Ting bit his lips: Then give it to me.

He gave her the paper.

Jiang Ren's handwriting was scribbled and big. It's very similar to his character. At the beginning, she taught him mathematics at the beginning, and he had to write answers to the questions.

He didn't know that the English translation was not needed, so he wrote an answer in the translation.

Behind the answer is his love letter in Chinese characters.

Meng Ting felt his ears burn.

Jiang Ren lowered his eyes: As you said, you can do whatever you want if you do it right.

There were bursts of cicadas singing from the sycamore tree.

The teacher inspecting the teaching building took a flashlight and checked the doors and windows one by one. The footsteps were still downstairs.

However, at night like this, it was extraordinarily clear.

His eyes were too bright, Meng Ting stood up, not daring to look at him, his face was burning hot: The teacher is here, please go first?

Jiang Ren bent his lips: Okay.

He closed the last window, then walked to the door: Come here.

Meng Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and walked over with her schoolbag on her back.

Jiang Ren raised his hand to turn off the last light, and the classroom was pitch black.

With a pull of his hand, the door closed in front of him.

The teacher went to the third floor, and the light of the flashlight flickered on and off. In the darkness, Meng Ting was a little nervous than ever.

Jiang Ren led her up the stairs on the other side.

Finally avoided meeting the teacher.

Until she got to the place where she was waiting for the bus, and the night wind gently brushed her face, her heart was still beating very fast.

Meng Ting's bus to go home hasn't arrived yet.

The four eyes met, he did not propose the reward he wanted again, and his eyes were surprisingly serious: Why did you write that poem?

He was very talkative tonight, but he was also very difficult to talk to. Meng Ting clenched his fingers nervously, not lying to him: I saw you standing for a long time last night.