Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 12 "Don't I Have a Name?"

Self-study on Tuesday morning.

English.

The teacher didn't come, and the classroom was noisy, especially in the rows at the back of the classroom, the noise was so loud that the entire classroom was almost sold out.

"Hahaha……"

"Yesterday, those iron-headed and foolish people laughed so hard that I couldn't bear it. My big front teeth have been replaced with King Kong!"

Fu Yang laughed so loudly that he turned his back on his back.

Zhao Chengcheng also laughed, the flowers trembling wildly.

"Don't say it, you're so stupid, you dare to come to the fight without asking who our Aye is, and beat their asses to the point of piss!"

Fu Yang gestured with his hands, "Jiang Ye—the most beautiful boy in this gai."

"A blue face is a disaster." Zhao Chengcheng shrugged, "Isn't it because Jiang Ye is so handsome and so charming that he doesn't even like someone like Kan Xue, and it's really miserable to be provoked by her suitors."

Fu Yang recalled yesterday's scene, couldn't help but wanted to laugh again, finally held back, and raised his jaw in the direction of Jiang Ye.

"Ah Ye went to steal food again last night, and went to sleep as soon as he came."

Zhao Chengcheng looked over and yawned, tears streaming down his face, "I want to sleep too, but I haven't done my homework yet."

Fu Yang's head buzzed, "What homework?"

"Physics." Zhao Chengcheng paused, "Cat, you don't know, do you?"

Fu Yang said: "I forgot. When will it be due? Daxiong is so fierce. I have been under his claws since the third grade of junior high school. I never thought that I would meet him teaching physics when I was in high school. Beep the dog!"

Now is not the time for school teachers not to allow corporal punishment of students.

Even if there is no physical injury, the psychological injury is extremely great, it can be said to be a serious injury!
copy!
If you fail in politics, copy; if you fail in physics, copy; if you fail in Chinese, copy; if you fail in history, copy;

Not everyone is Eno.

Can do whatever you want.

In the third year of Fu Yang's junior high school, he copied it all the way, and when he mentioned sad things, he was heartbroken.

Zhao Chengcheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took out the physics book from the drawer, tilted his body very skillfully, and said to Su Yan with a smile: "Su Yan, let's learn from the physics homework!"

Su Yan was busy memorizing vocabulary, she had to dictate in English class, and she was required to recite the English text from the English team leader after class. She didn't look back, and just took the physics homework book over.

Zhao Chengcheng was still a little far away from her, at least he couldn't get the physics book when he reached there.

Moving his body forward, Zhao Chengcheng stretched out his hand again, and he was about to get it, with a bright smile on his lips.

"Thank you—huh?"

A suddenly outstretched arm snatched the physics book ahead of him. Zhao Chengcheng turned his head in surprise, and saw Jiang Ye propping his face with one hand, staring at him in a depressed state, with an indifferent expression.

"Aye, you're awake—have you finished your physics homework? I'll lend you a copy first?" He discussed.

I have to hand in my physics homework after self-study. Of course, it is best to hurry up and copy the homework while the English teacher is not here!

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and casually glanced at the physics book in his hand. The characters on it were neat and neat. He threw the physics book to Zhao Chengcheng with a blank expression.

Zhao Chengcheng: "?"

No matter, first copy.

Fu Yang grabbed the physics book and put it between their desks, and copied it together.

Jiang Ye put his long vertical legs forward and kicked something inadvertently.

Su Yan's shoe was suddenly kicked off.

She was stunned.

Move the seat to the front.

But was restrained by a force.

Su Yan withdrew her hand, turned her head to look down, and hooked her foot on the leg of her chair.

After a few seconds, Su Yan lowered her head and turned around, "Student, you hooked my chair."

"I don't have a name?"

A slightly hoarse male voice came.

Su Yan pursed her lips.

He pinched his fingers involuntarily.

"Jiano..."

(End of this chapter)