Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 72
Song Shize was the happiest person for Qingran to be admitted into the top ten of his grade.

On weekdays, this guy can do whatever he wants, eat whatever he wants, and occasionally loses a lot in betting. This time, under Ruan Ruan's 'desire', he has no choice but to trust Qingran.

Ha~ Unexpectedly, I won.

Song Shize was not even in the mood to go to class, especially after receiving Ruan Ruan's news.

Ruan Ruan asked him to help find those who lost the bet and prevent them from playing tricks. For him, the second generation ancestor of Song Dynasty, it was a piece of cake.

After all, this time, he will go to the playground to supervise the work as a winner.

Ha ha!It doesn't feel so good to win!
Money can turn ghosts around, Song Shize didn't need to spend money at all, he led several of his younger brothers to skip class, and a few of them sat in a room, copying the IDs of those who lost.

Song Shize sat on the stool shaking his legs and watched them copy, urging him from time to time: "Hurry up, copy it before school is over today."

Ma Qingsheng flicked his hand that was sore from writing, and glanced at Song Shize, he joked: "There are too many, Brother Ze, do you want to help me copy some?"

Song Shize stared: "If you don't copy, your hands will hurt."

Damn.

Ma Qingsheng secretly slandered, feeling that the hands of the second generation ancestor of Song Dynasty are hands, but our hands are not hands?
But the slander belongs to the slander, he still has to do what should be done, so he can only resign himself to his fate and continue to copy.

Song Shize was there alone holding his mobile phone, and he said: "I took screenshots of those people's replies a few days ago, especially those who'kneeling and begging to slap their faces", tsk! Kneeling? Actually, no need to kneel, just Ask me, and I'll gladly slap them in the face?"

Wu Zixian knew that he would say this, and he replied: "It's still Li Qingran who is the best student, No. 2 in grade, that's not something anyone can take the exam if they want."

Song Shize raised his eyebrows: "Exaggeration, am I not also the second grader?"

Ma Qingsheng hasn't been beaten for a long time, so he replied casually: "Brother Ze, how does your penultimate one compare with others?"

"Fuck! Is it itchy?" Song Shize walked over and kicked Ma Qingsheng's ass.

A few people copied the ID very quickly, and a boy next to Wu Zixian paused while copying, and he and Song Shize smiled together: "Brother Ze, don't you need to copy my ID?"

Song Shize just had a cigarette in his mouth, when he heard this, he glanced at him: "Did you choose 'can't'?"

The boy scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled: "Brother Ze, I was bewitched by the group in the second class, and I don't know Taishan with my eyes."

Now in the whole F high, who doesn't know that Li Qingran is the white moonlight and cinnabar mole of the second generation ancestor of the Song Dynasty. I don't think he will do anything related to Li Qingran.

"Okay."

Song Shize lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "You don't need to copy your ID anymore, just clean the playground with them."

The boy sat down with a bitter face.

Song Shize sneered, "If you lose, you must afford to lose, no matter who you are, you will be treated equally."

fart!Ma Qingsheng cursed secretly in his heart, if he was included in the list of losers this time, would he still say the same thing?
Song Shize took his mobile phone and @took the people who had said harsh words a few days ago, especially those who replied to Ruan Ruan.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the line "This classmate, if Li can't slap me in the face, can you let me slap your face?".

He replied: "Do you want to be hit on the left cheek or the right cheek? You can do both. The young master's fist is ready."

But now it was class time, and no one replied to him.

Song Shize was about to post a post in his name, talking about the cleaning of the losing classmate.

I never thought about it, but I just put a post on the top of it, which is about this matter.

Song Shize clicked on it to read the post. Xie Yingan posted the post, all of which strongly demanded that all losers go to the playground after school tomorrow, and he will write down the list of those who went.

There was a threat in the back, which probably meant that if you don't go, you don't need to go to school anymore.

Damn, it's about Li Qingran's matter, Xie Ying'an, who is usually deserted, has a more rigid attitude than him?

Tsk, see you soon.

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Qingran chose to turn a blind eye to the fact that Xie Yingan was also playing with his mobile phone in class, and even flirted with him from time to time.

But Qingran underestimated Xie Ying'an's weight in the teacher's heart. The math teacher clearly saw Xie Ying'an playing with his mobile phone, but still skipped his eyes.

Qingran bumped Xie Yingan's arm in vain.

Xie Ying'an looked over suspiciously, and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"No," Qingran smiled awkwardly: "The math teacher came over just now, let me remind you."

"Oh." Xie Ying'an responded casually, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked: "Continue to help me let the air out."

With that said, he lowered his head to play with his phone again.

Qingran: "..."

Why do I feel that you don't need to help out at all?
There are three top three students in the first class. This is the first time in the history of F high school. Not only Lao Wu is happy, but also the students in the first class are more energetic after the other teachers teach.

Their attitude towards Qingran has also changed quite a bit. Take today's math teacher as an example. After he knew that Qingran's grades had regressed in the preliminary exam, he seldom asked Qingran in class.

But starting today, he included Qingran as a good student again, and asked questions more frequently.

Qingran is actually a little scared in her heart. She is afraid that she will be affected by the halo of the heroine, and she will not be able to answer the teacher's question.

But today, the heroine's aura within ten meters doesn't seem to affect her, and she answers the teacher's questions fluently.

The math teacher happily took Qingran as an example, and poured a bowl of chicken soup to the students in Class [-]: "Students, everyone should learn from Li Qingran. I will never fail you."

The students in the class have already seen how powerful Xueba is, and some even thought that being at the same table with Xie Ying'an, the first in grade, would not be able to do anything without taking the second grade.

For a while, Xie Ying'an almost became a group of koi.

Only then did Qingran suddenly realize that not only the heroine in the book has a halo, but even the hero Xie Ying'an has a halo.

Whether she can not be affected by Wen Shiyi's aura of heroine, it seems that she has an inseparable relationship with Xie Ying'an.

Now she wants to know what to do in order to get a share of Xie Yingan's pie without being affected by the halo of the heroine.

Xie Ying'an typed the last word, clicked send, then put away the phone and looked up.

His deskmate, Qingran, was looking at him thoughtfully with his chin resting on his cheeks, as if he was looking at him, and seemed to be watching him think about something.

Xie Ying'an was taken aback: "What are you doing looking at me like this?"

Qingran remembered that Ruan Ruan looked at her before, and when she asked, Ruan Ruan always answered her casually.

She was flexible: "Look at you, you look good."

There was a tinge of red in the young man's ears leisurely, he pursed his lips and smiled, the smile was a bit shy.

"Oh, then take a look."

His tone was calm and calm.

Qingran: "..."

Did I fucking molested Xie Yingan just now? ? ?

(End of this chapter)