Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 75 Cleaning the Playground
On the other side, Xie Ying'an was sitting at the desk, holding the mobile phone, looking at the word "good", with bright and dark eyes.

He tapped the screen quickly with his fingertips, and soon sent two more messages. After waiting for a long time, Qingran didn't reply.

The door of his room was left open, Zhao Yan came in with a glass of milk, she glanced at Xie Ying'an, and asked with a smile, "News for Dye Dye?"

Xie Ying'an put away the phone and responded in a low voice.

Zhao Yan pursed her lips and smiled, and handed him the milk in her hand.

A trace of disgust flashed across Xie Yingan's eyes, and he refused: "No drink."

"If you don't drink it, you can't do it," Zhao Yan put the milk in Xie Ying'an's hands forcefully, "How can you grow taller if you don't drink it?"

Milk Xie Yingan frowned: "Mom, your reason has been used for more than ten years, can you change it?"

"Okay," Zhao Yan nodded, "If you don't drink milk, I won't go to your father for a while, and I'll stay with you at home."

As soon as the words fell, an empty milk glass was handed to her.

Satisfied, Zhao Yan took the empty milk cup and left, her back full of pride.

Xiao Mian, my old lady knows your weakness, and she can't cure you!
Her footsteps stopped at the door, and she turned her head to warn her son: "I can tell you, it's okay if you don't want to study, but don't disturb Ranran's study."

Xie Ying'an responded calmly behind her.

Only then did Zhao Yan go downstairs satisfied.

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Wednesday is definitely the most difficult day for all students who lost their bets.

The school bell that they expected in the past seems to be a reminder today.

Qingran doesn't care about that, she is now concentrating on her studies, and by the way, she is still secretly thinking about the male lead halo on Xie Ying'an that she just discovered.

When the school bell rang today, Xie Ying'an didn't move, and Ruan Ruan didn't move either.

Qingran paused when she was loading books into her schoolbag, she asked Xie Ying'an: "Aren't you going back?"

Of course Xie Yingan wanted to go back with her, but it was obviously more important to vent her anger than to go back with Qingran.

Xie Ying'an glanced at Ruan Ruan who was hesitant to come over, and said, "Go back with Ruan Ruan first."

The voice is slightly higher, Ruan Ruan can definitely hear it.

Ruan Ruan: "..."

I rely on!I don't want to go back, Brother An, I want to go to the playground to watch the face-slapping scene! ! !
Of course Ruan Ruan didn't dare to say this in front of Xie Ying'an.

She walked out of the classroom with Qingran, and Ruan Ruan received a call from Song Shize just as she went downstairs.

That guy yelled loudly on the other end of the phone, even though Ruan Ruan hadn't turned on the speakerphone, Qing Ran could hear it——

"Where is it? Why haven't you come here yet?"

There was even more noise in the background.

Ruan Ruan rolled her eyes, "I'm going home with Ranran, I won't go."

"Who? With whom?" Song Shize's noisy voice was much quieter, and he seemed to have come to a quiet place: "Is Li Qingran? Let her come with me. I can win this time, thanks to Li Qingran. "

Ruan Ruan took a look, and Qingran shook her head at her.

Ruan Ruan was a little disappointed, and said to the phone sullenly: "I told you that we can't go through, just make some more face-slapping videos for me later."

"Shoot a dick for you." Song Shize hung up the phone with a snap.

Ruan Ruan stared at the phone angrily, "I really want to dump this guy immediately."

Qingran smiled and didn't speak. When the two of them got off the teaching building, Qingran motioned Ruan Ruan to the direction of the playground, "Want to go and have a look?"

Ruan Ruan showed a surprised expression: "Ranran, do you want to go too?"

"I won't go," Qingran stretched out his arm: "If you want to go, you can go and have a look, I don't really want to eat melons about myself."

Ruan Ruan wanted to see and accompany Qingran to go home. This place is far away from the playground, and she could only vaguely hear some voices from there. She struggled in her heart, and finally gave up: "Forget it, Ranran and I You go back together."

"We don't live in the same place," Qingran waved at her as he walked forward, "It's still early, Ruan Ruan, don't look too late, go home early."

Ruan Ruan hesitated for a long time, seeing that Qingran had also left the school gate, she still wanted to go to the playground to have a look, she was the most curious.

Anyway, Qingran can't catch up anymore, let's go to the playground and take a few more photos for Qingran later, she comforted herself.

In fact, not many people came to the playground today, only about half of them, and most of them were boys.

Because more or less some people still didn't take what Xie Ying'an and Song Shize said seriously.

More people feel ashamed and feel lucky. Anyway, there are so many people, if I don't go alone, no one will pay attention.

In other words, so what if you notice?Is it possible that if I don't go, can you really force me to go?

They never imagined that Song Shize was a real dog, the teacher would never show up on the playground after school, the old god Song Shize was sitting on a chair shaking his legs, holding a trumpet that he didn't know where he got in his hand.

There were three desks in front of him, and each desk was covered with white paper, on which were written the nicknames and IDs of all bet losers.

Seeing that people were almost coming, Song Shize turned on the loudspeaker and yelled: "The people who come come here consciously, find out your IDs and check them, and those who didn't check them will come to the door one by one tomorrow."

The people who came looked at each other, talking in low voices about what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Song Ershizu, but no one came to check the ID for a while.

Song Shize was almost laughed at, "Don't sign? If you don't sign, I will treat you as if you didn't come, and look for them one by one. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

Still no one came, but Xie Ying'an did come. He casually picked up a piece of paper from the desk and looked at it. The ID number was copied casually and scribbled, and he might not be able to recognize it unless he read it carefully.

Xie Ying'an put away the white papers on the table one by one, took out the pre-printed ones, and laid them on the desk.

He glanced at the crowd with black eyes, took the trumpet from Song Shize, and said only one sentence: "If you want to bet, you should admit defeat."

The young man's brows and eyes were cold, he didn't need to do anything at all, just standing there solemnly, there was a kind of calm and prestige.

"Haha~" Song Shize laughed at him: "No one will come if I threaten, you just say that, they..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and several girls walked over with their heads down, arm in arm, checked their IDs on their mobile phones, looked at Xie Ying'an shyly, and ran to a corner of the playground to pull weeds.

Fuck!
Song Shize cursed inwardly, is this fucking Xie Ying'an considered seduction?
Some things are afraid of being started by someone. Once someone does it, the people behind will not do it, nor will they not do it.

Xie Ying'an looked at the boys standing at the front again. The boys looked at each other and ran over to look for their names on the desk.

Gradually more and more people came.

Some girls gathered together and couldn't help muttering: "The Second Patriarch of Song Dynasty helped Li Qingran because he had been chasing Li Qingran. Why did the school grass come to help her? Could it be..."

The girl on the side interrupted her: "What nonsense! I heard that Xie...is Li Qingran's deskmate."

"But, if it's just at the same table, it's not enough, right?"

"What do you suspect?" The girl who responded to her stared aggressively: "Can the school grass still like Li Qingran?"

The tone is somewhat uncomfortable.

"I, I didn't mean that," the girl threw the pulled grass to the side: "I mean the school bully Li Qingmo or Li Qingran's brother, he didn't come..."

"I don't know. Anyway, my Brother An can't like Li Qingran. I really think Li Qingran is a sweet potato. Everyone likes her? Hah!"

There were also three or five people who gathered together to scold the group of people from the second class.

Some students from the second class who came to the playground didn't dare to respond at all, but they scolded Yang Xueting bloody in their hearts.

Standing on a high place, Ruan Ruan took pictures of this magnificent scene one by one.

(End of this chapter)