Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 77 Teacher Sun
How many dogs does Song Shize have?

It was rare for him to win a bet, and he was so respected. Of course, he didn't allow anyone to play tricks in front of him, especially those who lost to him.

He didn't know how many people came who were willing to bet and admit defeat, but he couldn't bear it and he had a record.

Moreover, when others checked their IDs, he and Ma Qingsheng stared at each other, and no one was allowed to cheat.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Ma Qingsheng summarized the list and handed it to Song Shize.

"Brother Ze, not half of the people have come."

Song Shize's face darkened when he saw it, and he stared at the list and sneered: "It seems that these people lost to grandpa, I am a little bit dissatisfied."

Ma Qingsheng smiled sarcastically, but didn't talk too much.

Dissatisfied with the fart, to put it bluntly, aren't they afraid of losing face?

Song Shize stroked his chin, which had not yet grown a beard, and picked up a piece of white paper to read the name on it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked the yellow-haired Wu Zixian, "What did Xie Ying'an say?"

Wu Zixian replied to him: "Brother An..."

Song Shize cast a cool look, "Brother An? Where did you come from? Brother An, you shit!"

Wu Zixian chuckled: "Brother Ze, don't be angry, aren't we in the same class as Xie Ying'an now? When someone calls me, I'll just call him that."

Besides, you are not as good as others in terms of appearance.

In terms of reputation and word of mouth, it is not as good as others.

In terms of academic performance, it is not as good as others.

Finally, he was a little strong in fighting, and was beaten to the hospital by others.

In terms of family background, I didn't see what your father could do to Xie Ying'an after being beaten to the hospital. It seems that the family background is similar, but he is more low-key than you.

That's it, can't we call him Brother An?
As for the slander, Wu Zixian and Ma Qingsheng looked at each other, but they still didn't dare to say anything.

Song Shize was still there convulsing, he flapped the A4 paper in his hand, "Why didn't we think of this method of printing beforehand?"

Wu Zixian: "..."

Ma Qingsheng: "..."

Song Shize frowned: "Didn't you say that the three cobblers are the best Zhuge Liang?"

Before Ma Qingsheng could speak, Song Shize's WeChat phone rang quickly.

Song Shize took out his phone and glanced at the name on the screen, then picked it up: "What are you doing?"

There was a hint of impatience in his expression.

Ruan Ruan on the other end ignored his attitude, and directly said the key point: "Song Shize, didn't you record a lot of small videos today? Send them to me for a look."

Wu Zixian leaned over with a smile: "Hello, sister-in-law."

Song Shize's face darkened, but he didn't say anything.

"Bah!" Ruan Ruan was nakedly disgusted at the other end: "What kind of sister-in-law is she, sister Ruan."

Wu Zixian: "..."

Tsk, no wonder Brother Ze lost to her, it turns out that neither of them is normal.

"That's enough, I'll send it to you later." Song Shize became even more impatient, "It's okay to hang up."

"Hey!" Ruan Ruan glared at him through the screen: "Song Shize, what's your attitude? Can you figure out your identity?"

Song Shize made a "cut" sound and hung up the call.

Ma Qingsheng gave a thumbs up: "Brother Ze is mighty."

Song Shize put on a pose like a dunce, "Don't look at who I am."

Then he remembered something, and he sneered again: "Heh! Xie Ying'an looks good, so what if he has good grades? Isn't it because I can't catch up with Li Qingran like me."

It's true.

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Li Qingmo was indeed hiding from Qingran during this period. In the past, the siblings' study rankings were at most two places behind each other.

This time, Qing Ran entered the top three, but he hung the tail of the tenth, which is a great shame for him who has lived for 17 years.

So during this period of time, Li Qingmo's head teacher, Teacher Sun, proposed to give him extra lessons and supervise his studies, and Li Qingmo agreed without hesitation.

Before that, he never thought about the teacher's make-up lessons for him, it was a hell mode.

At 20:34 in the evening, there are only two students and a teacher in the office.

Li Qingmo is one of the two students, and the other student is also a boy.

The two students were buried in their homework, and Mr. Sun, the head teacher of the third class, was sitting behind them, correcting the test papers.

"Brother Mo?" The boy sitting opposite Li Qingmo called Li Qingmo.

Li Qingmo looked up at him, but said nothing.

"Brother Mo, did the teacher tell you what time we can go back?"

Li Qingmo shook his head back, "If you want to know, you can ask her yourself."

"Hush!" The boy hastily put his hand to his lips, motioning Li Qingmo to keep his voice down.

Fortunately, Teacher Sun's cell phone vibrated twice, and she walked out of the office with the cell phone.

The boy opposite Li Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief. He put down the pen in his hand, stretched his waist, and gossiped, "A call at this hour? Brother Mo, you said it was Teacher Sun's boyfriend who urged her to come back?" home?"

The pen in Li Qingmo's hand paused, and he raised his eyes lightly: "None of your business, have you finished your homework?"

The boy trembled, picked up the pen and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Mo, why has your temper become worse and worse recently..."

Li Qingmo ignored him and continued to work on his homework.

Teacher Sun walked in after making a phone call, and she asked, "Have you finished writing?"

The boy answered first: "Teacher, I am already working on the fifth test paper."

Teacher Sun gave him a satisfied smile, then turned to look at Li Qingmo: "Is Qingmo finished?"

Of course Li Qingmo finished writing, but he didn't want to go home at this point.

It's too early, Li Qingran must not be asleep yet.

During this time, he didn't want to see the victor Li Qingran.

Before waiting for an answer, Teacher Sun walked to Li Qingmo's side, and a faint scent of flowers came over him. Li Qingmo saw a thin waist without looking up.

He frowned and backed away a little: "Teacher, the scent on your body has caught me."

There was no trace of embarrassment on Teacher Sun's pretty face. She had long been used to being disgusted by this thorn in the class.

He just chuckled: "I don't use perfume."

"It's still too fragrant." Li Qingmo wrinkled his nose: "I'm not used to it."

The boy opposite him was rolling his eyes to the sky. No wonder some good-looking boys in the class have been secretly in love for a long time, and Li Qingmo, a handsome man, has no girlfriend until now.

Just like this at the beginning, it's strange to be able to find a girlfriend in the way of getting along with each other.

Teacher Sun seems to be only six or seven years older than them. She graduated from a prestigious school. In her first year of work, she took care of this group of students.

With her qualifications, she can lead a sophomore in high school, even she herself finds it unbelievable.

Moreover, Teacher Sun is very beautiful, looks like a royal sister, and is very young. Standing with these high school students, she doesn't look like a teacher at all, but more like a high school student.

"Okay." Teacher Sun took a step back, "I'll stay away from you, but the time is up, you and Chen Fu should go back."

Li Qingmo quickly collected the test papers on the desk, and pulled Chen Fu outside.

"Goodbye, teacher." He said, and then his back disappeared into the night.

"Slow down!" Teacher Sun looked at their backs and laughed silently.

She turned off the lights in the office and walked to the dormitory where the teacher lived.

(End of this chapter)