The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 295 The Big Brother 3
How can we break up!

If they broke up, the play would not be able to continue. If it didn't continue, how could she see Yan Chuqing's regret and despair after discovering that the script had been changed?
System: Master, if you don't show up again, our mistress may really be blackened!
Quan Lie was so frightened that he was in a trance for the next class. Zhang Ping laughed at him and didn't say a word. He only said when he couldn't bear it anymore: "You can do it."

Obviously the two spoke in a low voice, but Yan Ruyu turned around as if she heard it, and smiled at them.

Quan Lie trembled, but Zhang Ping was not convinced. After class, he came to Yan Ruyu's desk: "Hey, ugly, go buy me a pack of cigarettes!"

This plot seems to have happened in the memory of the original owner. After buying it, Zhang Ping reported Yan Ruyu, saying that she smoked.

The poor original owner was so stupid that she couldn't even explain clearly. In the end, she was labeled as a bad learner. It was also because of this incident that she was the bottom line. Every time she was framed, she couldn't explain it. She is a sophomore in high school and can smoke. Well, is there anything bad she can't do?

Still a girl!

Yan Ruyu leaned back on the table, and answered very simply and clearly: "No."

Zhang Ping's proud smile froze on his face, and he lost face: "You say it again?"

Wu Hao was sitting behind Yan Ruyu, he didn't like to bully people very much, he just wanted to join in the fun, at this time he saw that the atmosphere was too scary, so he weakly suggested: "Zhang Ping, forget it, she's a girl, it's not good for you. "

Yan Ruyu was a little surprised. Wu Hao doesn't seem to be too annoying?

Zhang Pingzheng couldn't go up or down because of Yan Ruyu's eyes. When he heard Wu Hao's words, he immediately turned his gun: "Don't talk nonsense, sissy, what are you talking about? Boys and girls! Is she considered a girl? I will be hard if I take it off." Don't get up!"

These words can be considered hard to hear, especially in front of high school students.

Wu Hao hates people calling him a sissy, he has a fine voice and fair skin, blame him?
Zhang Ping looked at the disapproving eyes around him, but felt that he was very remarkable.

Having regained his confidence, he felt confident again, so he punched Yan Ruyu's desk hard.

A neat stack of papers fell to the ground, and Zhang Ping stepped on several footprints.

"This kind of ugly girl has the nerve to say that she is Quan Lie's girlfriend? I really don't know if it's thick-skinned or mentally retarded! Hey, I just want to ask you, can he be scared when you are lying on Quan Lie's bed?" Ha ha ha ha!"

He thought it was funny and laughed, but he didn't know that the way the whole class looked at him changed.

In the past, I only thought that Zhang Ping was arrogant, but looking at it now, it turns out that his quality is so poor!
Yan Ruyu looked down at the black shoe prints on the white paper.

"pick it up."

Zhang Ping laughed even more exaggeratedly: "If you say you are mentally retarded, do you really have a brain problem?"

He viciously knocked on Yan Ruyu's desk again and made a loud noise: "Who stepped on a horse and gave you face?"

Yan Ruyu stood up slowly, with no expression on her face, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she just walked to Zhang Ping's desk step by step.

Then in front of Zhang Ping, he raised his hand.

What, she wants to smash the table to vent her anger?Or throw Zhang Ping's paper?

Yan Ruyu didn't speak, but just patted her palm on the table.

Just such a light touch, just like her expression, dull and calm.

Everyone thinks that Yan Ruyu is joking...

Zhang Ping felt that he had won no matter in terms of voice or momentum, so he taunted even harder.

"Are you crazy? Believe it or not, I hit you with a fist..."

With a "bang", the table next to Yan Ruyu suddenly fell apart.

Zhang Ping's seat was next to the window, and the window was wide open again at the moment, the table collapsed, and the messy test papers flew out in groups.

Yan Ruyu looked sideways at the sky, and patted the ashes on her hands.

She squinted at Zhang Ping with a half-smile: "Where did it hit? Huh?"

Quan Lie, who was closest to her, was shocked by the "um" first, and his spine shivered.

Zhang Ping was dumbfounded.

Yan Ruyu walked back slowly, obviously a head shorter than him, but when she yawned and said "Excuse me", Zhang Ping walked away politely, not daring to neglect her at all.

Yan Ruyu said, "Stop swearing in the future."

Zhang Ping: "Oh."

Yan Ruyu said, "It's ugly."

Zhang Ping: "Oh."

Yan Ruyu said, "Halitosis."

Zhang Ping covered his mouth and returned to his seat...

The problem is that he has no place to sit!

Zhang Ping didn't dare to let go and got out to pick up the papers. He went to the class teacher to apply for a new desk. No one knew how to explain it. Anyway, he definitely didn't dare to tell the truth.

To be honest, I guess the class teacher can't believe it.

The students who have witnessed all this are as quiet as chickens, and they probably haven't been able to digest this modern martial arts drama.

When the teacher entered the classroom, he wanted to reflexively shout: "Your class is the noisiest!" In the end, the subject changed abruptly to "Your class is the quietest!"

The classmates looked at him with burning eyes, as if they were asking: Isn't it a good thing that we are quiet?Why are you still so excited?
At the critical moment, the teacher had an idea and added wittyly: "The teacher is very pleased, and I hope you can continue to maintain it!"

Very good, quick response, perfect remedy, give yourself a thumbs up!

Recently, the teachers in the second and third classes of senior high school are very puzzled-there are so many second-generation students in this class that it is difficult to manage them.

When there are a few hard-to-manage old fritters in the class, other people will follow suit.

Once treated differently, children of this age still have a strong sense of self-protection, so they are very troubled.

What kind of feeling does it feel when years of headaches suddenly heal without medicine?
No one sleeps, no one chats, no one plays mobile phones, no one eats instant noodles...

What conspiracy are they brewing?
The teachers hadn't come back, the first quiz after school started as scheduled.

After answering the papers, Yan Ruyu, who was wearing a loose tracksuit with her hands in her pockets, walked around the playground amidst howls, and then her eyes locked on the sports student who was sweating on the playground.

These few special students are good seedlings, 100 meters stable at 12 seconds, training and training, maybe they can test a second-level athlete, the coach who trained them saw the girl with ponytails on the side, and asked in a good mood with a cigarette in her mouth: "classmate Do you want to try it too?"

He was originally teasing Yan Ruyu, but the girl agreed naturally: "Okay."

She was in a bad mood, very bad.

The kind who doesn't like anything, wants to get angry day by day, and feels better after smashing the table that day, but you can't destroy public property every day, maybe you can vent it by running around?
The coach was stunned for a while with a cigarette in his mouth, and then he laughed. He greeted a few talented students over there: "Hey, you take a break for 5 minutes. There is a classmate here who wants to try it too!"

There was no malice in his tone, just habitual teasing.

"Student, how much did you run? 50 meters or 100 meters?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at the playground, first ran around slowly, and the class bell would ring in a while.

She said, "400 meters."

The coach is happy. He is a coach and also the school's physical education teacher. Every time he practices running in physical education class, the girls in the class can't wait to have a collective period. I was mentally prepared to ask the question "Can I just run 50 meters?"

Who knew she actually asked for 400 meters?
The coach pinched his cigarette and picked up the timer: "Okay, when will it start?"

Yan Ruyu took off her coat and threw it on the stool casually.

"Just now."

(End of this chapter)