Bizarre Love

Chapter 91

Naturally, it was impossible for Shu Yang to go to the hospital, Jiang Ren stopped early, he was fine.

However, no one wanted to go home with Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren was disgusted, but he didn't mind at all. He told Meng Wenwen: I'm going to school another day. May I bring you a gift?

Meng heard that no.

Jiang Ren didn't feel disgusted either, they took a taxi back to the community, and he went back to his apartment.

When Meng Ting and Shu Yang returned home, Shu Yang asked her: You and him...

After Meng Ting changed her shoes, Shu Yang saw that scene, she couldn't say anything right now. Meng Ting could only softly say: I have a measure.

Shu Yang lowered his eyes and stopped asking.

If this happened to Shu Lan, as a twin brother, Shu Yang would sternly tell her to stay away from that person. But this happened to Meng Ting, he and Meng Ting grew up together, Shu Yang knew how much this step-sister was worry-free.

Meng Ting was not Shu Lan, the greater instability was in Jiang Ren, that young man looked like a ferocious wolf cub. Not to be messed with at all.

Meng Ting went to school the next day.

She took out the pear blossom brew made by her grandmother from her schoolbag and gave it to Zhao Nuancheng. The pear blossom brew was packaged in a white porcelain bottle, beautiful and mellow.

Meng Ting was a little happy. In the past, it was Zhao Nuancheng who brought her things back to her hometown. This was the first time she could bring Zhao Nuancheng specialties from her hometown. After all, she was still a seventeen-year-old girl, and she had a second home. She was very happy, and said with a smile: This is a specialty of my hometown, but the alcohol content is high, so you can't drink too much. Take it home and give it to your uncles and aunts.

Zhao Nuancheng touched the pear blossom stuffing, very curious: This is so awesome.

Meng Ting took a relatively long leave, so he had a lot of things to do in the past few days, copying notes and completing the papers that must be completed. Also had to rethink the dance costume thing.

She's running out of money, and if she's going to dance she can't do it without her dancing shoes and dancing clothes.

She used to have two pairs of dancing shoes in the box, but as she grew older, those shoes were a size too small and could no longer be worn.

When Meng Ting repeated his busy life, May came quietly.

The early summer in City H is also hotter than other places.

When the summer wind blows every corner of the campus, the students of No. 7 Middle School all put on summer uniforms. Their summer school uniforms are also neat, one set of blue, one set of white, and black trousers underneath. On the sleeve of the clothes, there is an artistic word seven and two slashes.

In the words of the girls, compared to the Japanese campus style on TV, their school uniforms are like sacks.

However, as a joke, every family in the entire H city is proud that their children can wear this school uniform.

Before the hottest time of this summer comes, classrooms in No. 7 Middle School have started to install air conditioners one after another.

The whole school was excited about it, so much for No. 7 Middle School! They thought they had to rely on a broken electric fan above their heads for three years in high school, but they didn't expect to be able to install an air conditioner in a blink of an eye!

Liu Xiaoyi, who was the most well-informed in the first class of the second year of high school, said while eating potato chips: That's because the principal received a sponsorship. Junyang Group.

Fuck, Jiang's?

The students are not stupid, someone immediately contacted Jiang Ren some time ago and asked them what their average score was.

Their family donated a lot of money to the school, so will Jiang Ren come to our school to study?

The boy who practiced the question laughed out loud: He can't understand even when he comes.

There was a burst of laughter.

But it is also true, the total score of Jiang Ren's six subjects may be their results in any two subjects.

And Jiang Ren, who couldn't understand what they said, was restlessly resting his hands behind his head and resting his long legs on the table.

Their vocational high school issued Chinese scores again.

Because it is Chinese, Jiang Ren is much better this time, when He Junming and the others scored more than 30 points in the test. Jiang Ren took the exam for more than fifty.

He Junming looked up at his test paper: That's awesome, Brother Ninja, you actually wrote a composition. Let me see what you wrote.

Jiang Ren's composition is only about 20 points.

His handwriting is sloppy, he can't quote classics, and he can't write argumentative essays. The teacher who corrected the paper gave him about twenty ink points.

He Junming read it for a long time, and there was no topic of slobber throughout the article. Where did Jiang Ren write composition in the previous exam, he thought it was troublesome, and usually left it empty. In order to make up 800 words this time, he still found a few sentences in the previous reading and made up 800 words.

He Junming couldn't help laughing: Brother Ninja, your composition level, hahahahaha!

Jiang Ren was so annoyed that he snatched it over: Go to the side.

In fact, he also realized that he did not have the mind that was naturally suitable for learning. Even if he does not eat, drink or sleep for the next year and reads every day, it will be difficult for him to pass the No. 7 Middle School. And the old man on the podium was spitting all over the place, and when summer came, he always wanted to sleep.

The second semester of the second year of high school is a special semester. Because it is too late for the third year of high school, evening self-study is added. Summer vacation also ushers in make-up classes.

Jiang Ren still stayed in the vocational high school, Jiang Dong was dissatisfied, and called him: The money has been spent, why are you still dawdling in that crappy school?

Jiang Ren shook his legs without raising his eyelids: I can't understand it even if I go there. It's more comfortable to sleep in a vocational high school. The table is flat, and the temperature of the air conditioner is also suitable.

Jiang Dong was almost fainted by him.

Jiang Ren said, Blame me? You are not born to study.

Chairman Jiang scolded him: You son of a bitch, although I am not, but your mother is, why didn't I see that you have inherited a little bit of learning bully gene.

Jiang Ren sneered: Maybe she looks down on you, doesn't give you affection, and doesn't even want to give you any genes.

Director Jiang cursed loudly.

Jiang Ren hung up the phone.

It's one thing to quarrel with Director Jiang, but he's also quite upset. It was several million, and he exchanged the preaching of extermination old nun Fan Huiyin.

So after school, Jiang Ren put his hands in his pockets and went to find the principal of the seventh middle school next door.

The principal was looking at the document, Jiang Ren knocked on the door, and smiled lazily: Principal, can I discuss something with you?

The Seventh Middle School has given three speeches recently, on Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

For three days in a row, I have listened to the school's propaganda to help my classmates, love my classmates, be positive, and I have to not forget my alma mater and my teacher's kindness. The students are going crazy.

The main idea is roughly: students with good grades should help students with relatively poor grades. Just like the previous national policy, there is a reason for getting rich first and then getting rich later. Good grades can also consolidate knowledge through this.

After listening to the scriptures for three days, Zhao Nuancheng wondered, What is the school doing?

Meng Ting didn't know either, but the speech was obviously useful, and many students in the class were more active in asking questions. When people ask her, she often explains very patiently.

On Thursday, Meng Ting finally knew what the school was going to do.

He received five million from others and had to repay the debt.