All-Rounded Strategy Game

Chapter 55: School bully loyal dog brain supplement attack

On the day when the school started, the bulletin board for the final grades of the first year of high school was crowded with people.

Jiang Li's two characters are shiningly ranked first, followed by Xu Haowen, Nanyin, and Jiang Xingyu.

People who had not even been in the top 500 in the previous grade suddenly beat the whole grade and took the first place in the whole grade, which surprised all the onlookers.

"Who is Jiang Li? Why haven't you heard of it?!"

"Yes, is there such a person in Class 5?"

"Our class!"

"It's the one who was rumored to like Xu Haowen before!"

"Fuck! Jiang Li is number one!"

"Speaking of liking Xu Haowen... I remember the two of them are in the same class this time!"

"Isn't it? Near the water platform!"

Class 2 (1) classroom in high school.

When Jiang Li walked into the classroom, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes gathered on him.

In the second-degree liberal arts class, Jiang Li chose science. On the placement table, he found that he was in the same class as Chi Fang, Feng Yu, and Xu Haowen.

"It's him, first in grade."

"It looks good!"

"I heard that I was from Class 5 and I like Xu Haowen in our class."

"No way, so trendy?"

Regarding the discussion of others, Jiang Li turned a deaf ear to his ears and walked towards the window seat behind him without squinting. When passing by Xu Haowen, the other party nodded at him and said, "Morning."

"Morning." Jiang Li nodded and crossed him and sat down by the window.

Xu Haowen took the initiative to say hello to Jiang Li. Others were shocked. They didn't understand when the two became so familiar. It was obvious that Jiang Li avoided walking when he saw Xu Haowen last semester.

Xu Haowen’s tablemate was also from the previous Grade One and Sixth Class. He was very surprised at the two greetings. He looked back at Jiang Li, who was wiping the table with a tissue, and asked Xu Haowen in a low voice: "Haowen, when will you be with you? Is he so familiar?"

Is it cooked?

Xu Haowen thought to himself, but it was just a nodding acquaintance. From the previous exchanges with Jiang Li, it seemed that the other party did not intend to have a deep friendship with him.

Jiang Xingyu, the English representative of the previous five classes, was also in the second and fifth class of high school, sitting in an aisle across from Jiang Li. Seeing Jiang Li sitting down, she whispered to Jiang Li.

When Jiang Li heard the words, she gave a thumbs up and said with a full smile: "You are amazing, you are the first in grade."

Jiang Li smiled at her: "You are also great."

As the class meeting time gets closer, there are more and more people in the classroom, and the originally empty tables are getting more and more full. Chi Fang and Feng Yu are almost stepping into the classroom.

"Fang."

Nan Yin, who was sitting in the middle, saw Chi Fang, raised his hand and called to him, indicating that he had a place there.

Feng Yu touched Chi Fang with his elbow, and smiled at him ambiguously and gossiping.

Chi Fang turned a blind eye to his smile, raised his hand and waved his hand to Nan Yin casually, walked to the position next to Jiang Li, and looked down at the empty position next to him: "Are you leaving it for me?"

Without waiting for Jiang Li to answer, he pulled the stool away and sat down on his own.

Everyone: "???"

When did Jiang Li and Chi Fang be so familiar?

Upon seeing this, Nan Yin glanced across Jiang Li's face, her beautiful brows frowned slightly, and she turned and sat down.

Jiang Li and Chi Fang had no vacant seats anymore. Feng Yu could only sit down two rows behind him. As soon as he sat down and chatted with Xin at the same table, he was very familiar with himself, and he was quiet until the head teacher came in. Come down.

The head teacher of the first grade of high school is the former head teacher of the sixth grade of high school. His surname is Zhang, and his name is Ling. He has taught in the second middle school for nearly 20 years. Although he is rigid and indifferent, he is very serious and excellent in teaching.

After Zhang Ling finished naming the names on the podium and asked everyone to introduce themselves to me in turn, she only briefly said some words of encouragement and started to select class cadres.

Although Zhang Ling has never taught Jiang Li, it is an indisputable fact that Jiang Li is ranked first in grade. She originally intended to make Jiang Li a study committee member, but Jiang Li made it clear that she was not suitable for class work, so she had to give up.

As for Chi Fang and Feng Yu, they were not only late for class, but also poor academic performance. Zhang Ling had no intention of letting them do the class work. They happened to have the same meaning, sticking their buttocks to the stool and not moving, they were only responsible for voting. personnel.

In the end, Xu Haowen still served as the squad leader, and Nanyin was the deputy squad leader, no different from the previous sixth class of Senior One.

After the class meeting, Xu and Nan organized everyone to clean the class. The girls were responsible for cleaning the tables and the floor, and the boys were responsible for cleaning the windows and mopping the floor.

There was a summer vacation in the classroom. There were some cobwebs in the corner of the ceiling. If you swept it directly with a broom, it would inevitably fall on your head. So Jiang Li found a newspaper and folded the paper hat for the pool.

"What a broken hat, girls harp." Chi Fang put on his hat and took a picture of himself with the glass of the window disgustingly.

"Brother Chi, don't give it to me!" Feng Yu thought the hat was very cute. Jiang Li was clever, and even folded two ears on the brim of the hat.

"Fuck." Chi Fang protected the paper hat on top of his head with one hand, and tapped Feng Yu's leg twice with the bamboo pole used to tie the broom. "It's your shit."

"Brother Chi, you don't have a girlfriend for being so straightforward!" Feng Yu complained.

"shut your mouth."

"Faithful!"

Jiang Li was too lazy to take care of these two boring people. He took a half bucket of water and put it on the wall. He stood on the windowsill and wiped the uppermost window. After wiping it for a while, Jiang Xingyu called him from the bottom: "Jiang Li, your bucket is leaking." La."

"Huh?" Jiang Li looked down and found that a small puddle of water was leaking where the bucket was placed, so he got down from the window and squatted on the side of the bucket to find the leaking crack.

The place where the bucket cracked was near the bottom of the bucket, a crack no more than two centimeters long.

Jiang Li touched the crack and looked back at the corner of the trash can, where there was a scrapped ball.

After thinking for a while, he poured the water in the bucket to another classmate who was cleaning the window, wiped the cracks in the bucket with a paper towel, and then went to the pool to put it.

Chi Fangzheng and Feng Yu swept the cobwebs in the corners of the ceiling one after another. The two of them swept one corner for almost ten minutes. Not to mention the cobwebs, even the putty on the wall was almost swept away by them.

Jiang Li walked over and asked Chi Fang, "Have you brought a lighter?"

His words caused Chi Fang and Feng Yu's movements to stop at the same time. Chi Fang took out the lighter from his pocket and handed it to him. When Jiang Li reached out to take it, their fingertips accidentally touched a piece.

Jiang Li's fingers were a little bit cold, probably because he had touched the water just now.

"Return to you in a while." Jiang Li took the lighter and turned away.

Chi Fang felt that the touch of his fingertips was still on his hands, and touched his nose unnaturally. When he turned his head, he saw Feng Yu looking at him with an intriguing expression on his face.

Chi Fang: "What is your look?"

"Brother Chi." Feng Yu said while looking at him quietly, "The conversation between you and Jiang Li just now reminded me of an allusion."

"What allusion?"

"An appointment?"

"..."

—If a GAY asks another person to borrow fire, it means to make an appointment with him.

This sentence suddenly rushed into Chi Fang's mind, making him almost unable to hold the broom in his hand.

The bits and pieces of getting along with Jiang Li these days came to mind. Chi Fang thought of his thin and white fingers pressed on the draft paper, thought of him lowering his head and explaining to himself that the subject was a beautifully-lined profile face, and thought of passing his English test. When he laughed, the corners of his eyes were crooked.

With these clear and clear memories, Chi couldn't help but shake his mind, and something unclear in his heart was puffing up dirt.

At this time, Jiang Li on the other side suddenly heard the system reminder: "Congratulations to the host, the male lead's favorability has increased by 5%, and the current favorability is 44%."

"?" Jiang Li was inexplicable, "what's the matter?"

"Don't guess the thoughts of adolescents."

"..."

The adolescent Chi Fang was at a loss by the intangible things in his heart. He heard Feng Yuyu exclaimed: "It's obviously just borrowing a lighter. Why do you feel so based on me!"

Chi Fang: "...Go away!"

Chi Fang took the bamboo pole in his hand and swept towards him. Feng Yu laughed loudly and said a few words of forgiveness. He moved neatly and hid to Jiang Li's side, while Chi Fang was in the footsteps because of his "appointment?" Just stepped out and took it back.

…I don’t know, don’t make an appointment.

Chi Fang said silently three times.

Jiang Li was cutting the ball with a knife, and Feng Yu squatted down beside him: "What are you doing?"

"The barrel is broken, I'll make it up." Jiang Li said as he used a knife to scrape the inside of the cut ball a few times, and then hung it in the air to heat it on the flame of the lighter.

Feng Yu: "I'll go, this is okay?"

"There is no problem with temporary use." Jiang Li handed the lighter to Feng Yu handily, and then stuck the ball on the crack.

Feng Yu played with Chifang’s lighter and remembered Jiang Li returning the lighter to Chi. He smiled and said, “This lighter was a birthday gift from the old man to Brother Chi. Fortunately, you picked it up and returned it to Brother Chi. If someone else finds it, you will definitely not be able to find it."

Because of the slow progress of the strategy, there has been very little information about Chi Fang on the system. Jiang Li did not deliberately inquire about it. Hearing this, he asked, "Birthday? When? Is it past?"

"It's over." Feng Yu said, "May 21, a few months have passed."

Jiang Li was looking at whether the Pijiao was stable. Hearing his words, he paused with his hand movement and looked up at him: "When did you say?"

Feng Yu: "May 21st."

"May...twenty-first..." Jiang Li's voice was in a daze, he turned his head to look at the other side, which was leaning against the wall, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

—Jiang Zhan, when is your birthday?

-Baidu Encyclopedia has it, check it yourself.

—I want to hear from you.

-May 21st.

On May 21st, Jiang Zhan’s birthday is also on this day.

—Jiang Zhan, let's give the little guy a name, what do you say?

-Glutinous rice.

-What did you say?

—I’m calling it **** glutinous rice

The similar dialogue in the memory sounded again, and some ignored things suddenly seemed to be strung together a little bit by an invisible thread. Jiang Lizheng looked at the person leaning against the wall.

…is it you?

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