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Chapter 273 Don't Regret It When You Come

As soon as she arrived in class, Wei Xiuqin's deskmate asked strangely: "Xiuqin, you don't seem to be wearing this suit this morning?"

"I, I accidentally got dirty when I went back at noon, so I changed into another set of clothes now." Wei Xiuqin explained guiltily.

The tablemate didn't say anything else. After all, it's common to change clothes sometimes, so there's nothing to make a fuss about.

After school, Wei Xiuqin asked Ma Zhifeng to organize some boys to move the desk quickly.

At this time, Ma Zhifeng listened to Wei Xiuqin's words very much, immediately shouted, stopped a few naughty boys, and asked them to help quickly.

With the help of a few boys, the move was done quickly.

Ma Zhidong pulled Ma Zhifeng: "Brother Feng, let's go home."

"What are you doing at home? Isn't it the same way before?" Ma Zhifeng scolded angrily.

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. Teacher Li will come over later and ask you what you are doing here, how do you answer? Do you still want to face?" After finishing speaking, Ma Zhidong felt that the words were a bit redundant. When will Brother Feng have to be ashamed? ?

Anyway, he felt very ashamed. A group of girls were rehearsing there, and his two big men stood on the podium and watched, not knowing what to do.

"Ma Zhidong, if you say I'm shameless again, I won't be polite to you." Ma Zhifeng cursed angrily.

Now Ma Zhifeng is also a little hesitant, not knowing what to do.

Today Wei Xiuqin seemed more beautiful than before, he wanted to watch her rehearse.

But as Ma Zhidong said, after Li Kuailai came over, it was a bit bad for him to be here.

Ma Zhidong said: "Anyway, I don't dare to stand here, I'll go out first. I'll just sit in the leisure belt on the first floor, call me when you come home."

After speaking, Ma Zhidong ran down.

Seeing that he was the only boy in the classroom, Ma Zhifeng didn't stand or sit, so he just walked out.

Ma Zhifeng went to the toilet, and when he came out, he saw Li Kuailai walking to the classroom of the second grade ([-]).

"Oh, never mind, I'm not good there, so I'd better wait downstairs." Ma Zhifeng was reluctant to go home now, and then he and Wei Xiuqin would pedal bicycles home together. Even if we bid farewell at the sugar factory, it would only be a short distance away. But it's not bad.

Ma Zhidong sat on the stone slab of the school road, humming a song with his legs crossed, looking comfortable.

At first he was a little interested in watching those girls dance, but after watching too much, he felt that he had no energy at all.

Jumping around is always the song, or those dance moves, it's boring.

"Zhidong." Ma Zhifeng's voice came from the right.

Ma Zhidong turned his head and said pleasantly, "Brother Feng, are they finished dancing? Can we go home?"

These days, he has been procrastinating until almost six o'clock before going home for dinner, and he is very unhappy.

Ma Zhifeng rolled his eyes at Ma Zhidong and cursed: "What are you talking about? Teacher Li didn't even come, how could they finish dancing? Let's wait here, there is no rush anyway."

"No, Brother Feng, let's go home. There's no point in waiting here." Ma Zhidong stood up and persuaded.

"No, we have to wait for Wei Xiuqin to go back together. It will be almost six o'clock, and I'm afraid the road will be unsafe." Ma Zhifeng shook his head.

"It's daytime, so how could it be unsafe? Besides, aren't the other classes also rehearsing the show? It's fine for everyone to go back together." Ma Zhidong still wanted to go home as soon as possible.

Ma Zhifeng glared at Ma Zhidong: "You said that you are in another class, so of course you can't go home together. Don't say too much, just stay here honestly."

Seeing this, Ma Zhidong had no choice but to sit back and look at the sunshine on the school road.

Not long after, Li quickly came to watch the rehearsal of Wei Xiuqin and the others.

Wei Xiuqin performed hard, making Li Kuailai nod secretly.

Whether it is her image or typhoon, she is very good.It seems that their class is expected to win the first prize.

Li Kuailai praised Wei Xiuqin and the others and hoped that they would continue to work hard.And we must take into account the study, don't lose sight of the other.

In the end, Li Kuailai gave Wei Xiuqin 200 yuan to buy or rent clothes for the show.

If you drink while dancing, you can go to the office to turn on the water.

Wei Xiuqin waved her hand and said, "Teacher, I'm not thirsty. I haven't even gone to your office to fetch boiled water this afternoon."

Li Kuailai was surprised: "Don't you drink during rehearsal?"

In the morning, Wei Xiuqin went to the office to fetch boiling water twice. It seemed that there was no gym class in the morning.

Could it be that the breakfast she had in the morning was too salty, and that's why it happened?
"Of course I won't drink if I'm not thirsty." Wei Xiuqin playfully stuck out her little pink tongue, holding it cutely.

Li Kuailai didn't say any more, let Wei Xiuqin and the others continue to practice, but don't practice too late, hurry back to have dinner, and have to study by yourself tonight.

After leaving the classroom, Li Kuailai found that other classes were also rehearsing, mostly dancing.

After all, schools in towns and villages have a weak foundation in music and don't have many types of programs.

But the students wanted to participate in such performances, so they watched some dance programs in the DVD player.

Learn and practice at the same time, and over time, you will be able to produce a program.

Regardless of whether there is a professional level or not, the enthusiasm of the students permeates inside.

After school in the evening, Wei Xiuqin rode a bicycle to go home, Ma Zhifeng followed.

At the gate of the sugar factory, Ma Zhifeng said goodbye to Wei Xiuqin, and rode with Ma Zhifeng in the direction of Majia Village.

When approaching the edge of the village, a motorcycle galloped over, driven by Changmao.

"Ma Zhifeng, I have something to look for you." Changmao called.

The headlights shone on the road, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Ma Zhifeng looked at Changmao warily.

"Let's talk in private." Changmao called Ma Zhifeng over, not wanting Ma Zhidong to hear.

Ma Zhifeng hesitated for a moment, but refused to go over.

"What's the matter? Are you still afraid?" Changmao sneered, "If you don't come, don't regret it then."

Ma Zhifeng hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Changmao.

He has tried the strength of long hair before, but he is not as big as him, so he is not afraid of long hair.

And this is the edge of their village, as long as Ma Zhidong goes back to the village to call someone, Changmao can't do anything about him.

After all, Longhair said it, and if he didn't listen, he might regret it.

Ma Zhifeng walked to Changmao's side and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Just now I saw your girlfriend Wei Xiuqin eating sugar water on the street, surrounded by two gangsters, who seemed to be teasing her." Changmao smiled ambiguously, "I don't know how she is now? Did she suffer a lot? ? Or was it dragged away by those two bastards."

Hearing this, Ma Zhifeng's brain was congested, and he shouted excitedly, "Why didn't you persuade those two people?"

"Hehe, Wei Xiuqin is not who I am, why should I stop me? If I hadn't met everyone before, I wouldn't have come to tell you." Changmao said angrily.

(End of this chapter)