Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 89
"What are you doing?"

Tang Ji walked in from outside the classroom and found that Ling Chuyang was sitting at the desk writing something seriously, and reached out and took it, "What is written, show me."

"Yo, when have you been so serious, you've already started to write your English homework to be handed in tomorrow."

"Give it to me." Ling Chuyang took the English workbook from Tang Ji's hand.

"Xiao Yangyang, are you ready to study hard, are you going to be better every day?" Tang Ji said with some teasing.

Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji without making a sound, and continued to look down at the English dictionary, writing a composition.

"Is this the magic of the English teacher, or..." Tang Ji was halfway through, but was interrupted by a louder voice in the classroom.

"This is a group formed by everyone voluntarily. You just changed it like this. You are a poor public opinion. You want to announce your announcement." Dong Huihui walked from the left side of the classroom, crossed the podium, and walked to her seat.

"Hey, what's the situation? Who is this bashing? What just happened?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang.

"What?" Ling Chuyang snorted without raising his head.

"A quarrel." "Is it related to you and me?"

"It seems to be related, and it doesn't seem to be related." Tang Ji looked at Dong Huihui with some uncertainty. The man was sitting on the seat, and Lin Yijie was comforting her.

Another voice sounded in the classroom, "It makes sense for you to be loud. You sent this list yourself for advice. If you have a temper, go find an English teacher."

The voice was so familiar, Tang Ji looked to the left of the classroom and found that Ling Puchu stood up and was shouting at Dong Huihui.

"Okay, calm down." Geng Xinyu pulled La Ling Puchu's clothes from behind.

"Don't pull me, I just can't stand her arrogant appearance. We are helping her, and she is still excited."

"Look." Geng Xinyu looked at He Shiling, "You can solve it yourself."

"Yo, when did they change seats? What's the situation?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang.

"It has nothing to do with you or me, whether you change seats or not, help me to see if this sentence goes well," Ling Chuyang pulled Tang Ji, "she just has a temper."

"Yo, it's like she's really your sister. I know her very well." Tang Ji smiled and sat down.

"Stop talking nonsense." Ling Chuyang threw the book away and looked towards the front left of the classroom, whoever was there, it was not their turn to worry.

"Look at P, you and I are half a catty." Tang Ji responded, habitually preparing to poke Xu Renming, and found that no one was there, including Zhou Yuchen, who was at the same table, "Hey, what about others?"

"I don't know." Ling Chuyang responded. He had been writing his English homework in a low voice. How could he know where the two of them went.

"Wait for him to come back," Tang Ji threw the book in front of Ling Chuyang. Compared with this short English text, he was more interested in this scene in the classroom.

"Dong Huihui, let me ask another question, do you want to announce this list or not, do you send it or not?" Ling Puchu shouted at Dong Huihui.

"Whoever changes is responsible, don't pass the blame to me." Dong Huihui stood up, and was pressed by Lin Yijie to her seat again.

"Okay! This is what you said, I..." Before Ling Puchu could finish his words, He Shiling pulled him from behind. Ling Puchu turned his head, "She..."

"Xiao Meng." He Shiling pressed Ling Puchu to the seat, smiled and smoothed Ling Puchu's short hair, "Look at you, your hairstyle is messed up by you."

"She's too irresponsible." Ling Puchu said angrily, "She's just a transmitter."

"That's why our class has always been the first in Chinese, not first in English," He Shiling smiled, took the list, and handed it to Xin Yu, "We won't give this credit."

"What do you mean..." Ling Puchu looked at the two people in front, "But, she is the representative of the English department, why should we help her?"

"Because, we are all part of Class 5, and we must first settle down in order to fight against the outside world." He Shiling smiled, "The old class has already been implicated by us."

"Ah? What do we need to get out of?" Ling Puchu looked at He Shiling, "I can't understand you more and more."

"You forgot, our class was publicly named and criticized by Cao School at the school meeting. Can you still engage in internal strife?" Geng Xinyu was helping, and suddenly found out that Cao School's group, the monitor of Class 5, was really Not easy to be.

"Yeah. The old class hasn't come to the classroom recently." Ling Puchu sighed softly, "I didn't see him smiling in class either, such a teacher who likes to laugh. Then, I don't care about her anymore. ."

"This is what Ling Puchu should look like." Geng Xinyu glanced at He Shiling, smiled and nodded at Ling Puchu's round face, "Smile. Huh—."

"Huh—" Ling Puchu pouted at Geng Xinyu, then turned to He Shiling, "Xiao Lingzi, you designed me again. What you said before class was not for me to help them improve their English grades."

"I haven't said it now," He Shiling smiled. "It's Xinyu's job to improve her English grades. You just need to be responsible for bullying them."

"Okay, I like this." Ling Puchu nodded and looked at Geng Xinyu, "Don't worry, I'll help you when I'm in a good mood, hahaha."

"What's the situation? Is the group going to change?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang.

"How do I know." Ling Chuyang lost his pen, leaned against the wall, and looked at the front left of the classroom. Ling Puchu, who was still angry just now, was smiling, not knowing what he was talking about. And she, as usual, sat by the window, huh?Is she looking here?

Ling Chuyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the middle of the classroom, then turned back instantly, and found that she was smiling and looking here.Again, what happened?He suddenly became a little puzzled again, remembering how he saw her bright smile a few times before, no, it has something to do with him, right?When did she start to pay attention to him, she thought too much.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Ji turned around and saw Ling Chuyang, staring at the front left of the classroom in a daze.

"No." Ling Chuyang lowered his head and brushed the long hair in front of his forehead with his hand. Suddenly, he felt that he should go get his hair cut. When he was about to get up, the bell rang for the class.

"Old Xu, where have you been?" Tang Ji took Ling Chuyang's book and stopped Xu Renming beside his seat.

"Toilet. Do you think I'm going to play basketball?" Xu Renming pushed the little black glasses on the bridge of his nose and reached out to take them, "What is this?"

"Two short English essays given by the English teacher, check if there are any words, grammar, spelling mistakes." Tang Ji said.

"Oh." Xu Renming responded, took the notebook and sat down on the seat, and looked at it carefully.

"That sentence pattern of yours doesn't seem right." Xu Renming turned around and whispered to Tang Ji.

"This is not mine, tell him." Tang Ji pointed at Ling Chuyang, "Oh, no, Lao Xu, are you sure it's not right? Why does it seem like it?"

"Oh, I'm not sure. Let me ask the classmates in front of me." Xu Renming pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"You. Okay, ask, ask." Tang Ji scratched his head with his hands, spread his hands, and looked at Ling Chuyang.

Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, picked up the English dictionary in front of him and turned it over.

"What are you flipping, I'm upset." Tang Ji muttered, took the biology textbook and put it in front of him, "When will my English be like this creature, I can understand it at a glance, how wonderful."

"Cut—" Ling Chuyang rolled his eyes at him, "Daydream."

"It's dark today, so I can't dream. Otherwise, let's find a teacher to open a small kitchen."

"Can you wake up a bit?" Ling Chuyang glared at Tang Ji, "Read a book."

Now, if you want to study hard, why is it so difficult?Tang Ji couldn't help but look at the front left of the classroom again, it would be great if he could be in a group with that.

Tang Ji sighed, turned around, and inadvertently saw Ling Chuyang also staring at the front left.

"Cut--, duplicity, you still think the same as me."

"Say less, you can S." Ling Chuyang raised the dictionary in his hand, stopped at the next moment, and then put it down, a voice sounded in the classroom, a clear and slow voice It came from the front left of the classroom.

what's the situation?Both of them turned to look at the voice...

(End of this chapter)