return to the third grade

Chapter 195

The county is thriving because of the establishment of the agricultural trade company. It is said that this year, it has received several large orders from the south. To do export trade.

Whether it is the people in the county town or the people in the surrounding villages and towns, they have spare money in their hands.In the past few months, a lot of various entertainment venues have opened in the county, and several Internet cafes have opened. The one Ye Ling brought Ling Xiaoxiao to is the new one. It is said that it is the largest in the county now. layer, there are more than 200 machines.

Ye Ling took the deposit that Ling Xiaoxiao was familiar with, and went upstairs. As she walked, she told Ling Xiaoxiao that the third floor was full of girls, boys were not allowed to come up, no one smoked, and there was no noise. It's new, anyway, the central idea is two words: very good.

Ling Xiaoxiao hung up QQ, clicked on Zhong Yuan's profile picture and sent a smiling expression.

Although Zhong Yuan's avatar was dark, Ling Xiaoxiao knew that he must be online, she didn't know where the affirmation came from, she just knew it, and sure enough, after a while, the orange window started to flicker.

Although May [-]st is seven days, for Ling Xiaoxiao who is always rushing to the scene, these seven days really passed in the blink of an eye, busy cleaning the house every day, busy cooking for Ling's father and mother, and busy going to the store Busy helping Ye Ling with homework, busy meeting Xu Xiaoying and Wu Qingqing, and of course, busy doing homework.

During the seven-day long holiday, the teachers of all subjects were ruthless, and there were too many homework. When Ling Xiaoxiao was flipping through the test papers, she would feel that she was back in the third year of junior high school. A few short messages, like a report, either told him that Lingma's pot bottom was superb, or told him which good friends he met again.

Whenever she sent a text message, Jiang Zizhuo would send a text message back, and the two would chat for a while through the phone. Of course, Jiang Zizhuo would also talk about what he was doing, but it was all because of what he read today. What kind of architecture design, what kind of small program do you want to make. . .

The two chatted like this every day, as if they had nothing to do with each other, but they both felt very happy and had a tacit understanding.

On the morning of the [-]th, Ling Xiaoxiao boarded the bus back to Bincheng with a big bulging backpack on her back. Before leaving, she did not forget to tell Ye Ling to study hard. Ye Ling listened to her nagging every day these days, it was annoying Yes, kept waving for her to leave quickly.

Brother Zhen hasn't sent a single text message to Ling Xiaoxiao these days. Although Ling Xiaoxiao is very busy, she is still somewhat unaccustomed to it. She called Brother Zhen when she got on the bus, and then, she heard Yue Pingjun's call in horror. Voice, what's going on here?

Brother Zhen said a few words to her casually, then hung up the phone, and then sent a text message: It's too much to say, I'll talk about it when I go back. . .

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at these eight words, and for some reason, she always felt a kind of sadness in it. Is it really appropriate for Yue Pingjun to enter the house like this?Ling Xiaoxiao has always been aware of Yue Pingjun's careful thinking, and everyone around her knows it too, but it's just that everyone has tacitly understood it. I just wait for the big brother Zhen to find out by himself, but, isn't Yue Pingjun afraid of backfire when he runs over like this?
Really unable to figure it out, Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head and put the phone back in her pocket, preparing to continue practicing listening and memorizing vocabulary. When the semester started, Zhou Yejun began to give her a small lesson, and assigned her a lot of extra tasks every week. Sometimes I read an article and wrote my thoughts, sometimes I did directional translation, and sometimes I gave her a tape to write out the dialogue.

Because of the extra homework assigned by Zhou Yejun, her usual time for listening and memorizing vocabulary was compressed, and she could only squeeze out the scattered time between classes or on the way to the cafeteria. For this reason, she was often despised by Brother Zhen.

She was still the first to return to the dormitory. Yao Manni had sent a text message to contact them not to come back today, but to come to school directly tomorrow, and Mother Nie would definitely send her precious daughter back in the afternoon, so the hygiene of the dormitory is very high. Only Ling Xiaoxiao could do it alone.

Ling Xiaoxiao has long been used to these things. It is not the heating season, and the dormitory is cleaned very quickly. When she rolled the sheets and quilt into the washing machine and came back with hot water, she received a text message from Huang Xin, asking everyone to have a gathering at Mengji at night. Gathering, Ling Xiaoxiao has no objection to this. Before Huang Xin helped her find the old Chinese doctor, she hadn't had time to thank her in person. Although she finally found Jiang Zizhuo's grandfather, after all, he was the one who helped her lead the way.

Not long after reading Huang Xin's text message, she received a call from Jiang Zizhuo, asking her to have lunch together and then go to the library to read. Although she would still be a little shy to eat alone with someone, but she can be alone with the male god , this small problem must not be a problem. . .

Ling Xiaoxiao found out the homework for the holidays. In the math and physics homework, she hadn't solved some problems, so she could ask for advice later.The library won't open until 01:30 in the afternoon. They will go to have lunch and go there in time. Ling Xiaoxiao packed her things and sent Jiang Zizhuo a text message to go downstairs.

The weather is warm, except for people like Ling Xiaoxiao who have to wear more at all times, many strong boys in the school have already started to wear short sleeves. When Ling Xiaoxiao walked out of the alley in the girls' dormitory, she saw Jiang Zizhuo standing at the intersection waiting for her. The other party, like her, is a person who doesn't spend extra energy on dressing up. Jiang Zizhuo's clothes are very simple, long-sleeved T-shirt, jeans, white sneakers, and the weather is hot, and his hair is cut short.

But it was such simple clothes, just standing there, still made Ling Xiaoxiao feel that she was outstanding, and reminded her of the golden saying that a pig dragged to the North Pole is still a pig. . .

Ling Xiaoxiao strolled over, looking at his delicate face with no pores visible under the sun, she couldn't help grinning silly and said hello: "Student Jiang."

Jiang Zizhuo just focused on watching Ling Xiaoxiao approaching from not far away, watching her smile the brightest to him, and involuntarily put the same smile on her face: "Let's go."

The two were gossiping about trivial matters while walking, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of his good friend, and hurriedly asked, "Why did Yue Pingjun go to Brother Zhen's house?"

Hearing her mention of Yue Pingjun, the smile on Jiang Zizhuo's face shrank slightly, and he organized his words before saying: "He felt that the vacation was boring and wanted to learn Kung Fu from Brother Zhen, so he ran away."

"That's it?" Ling Xiaoxiao raised her eyes to look at Jiang Zizhuo. Although she couldn't do the test well, her IQ was still in the normal range, okay?Is such irresponsible perfunctory really appropriate?

Seeing her completely disbelieving expression, Jiang Zizhuo could only cough lightly: "He told me so, and I will tell you so. As for the others, you can ask them yourself when they come back."

Having said it is tantamount to not saying it, Ling Xiaoxiao glared at him dissatisfied, and when she came out with gossip, share everything with him!

(End of this chapter)