The boss is at the same table, she pretends to be good again

Chapter 156 He Is My Brother, My Brother Who Were Growing Together
Li Mingting said that he was fine and there was nothing to worry about, but Rong Heng didn't believe it, Ning Lekang didn't believe it, and even none of the students in class seven believed it.

Even Huang Zhixue specially told Rong Heng to pay attention to Li Mingting's emotions, and tell him immediately if he finds anything wrong!
After the morning self-study, many students gathered around to comfort Li Mingting, and even some girls organized themselves to accompany Li Mingting at all times, including going out of the classroom to go to the toilet.

I was afraid that she would suddenly lose her mind and do something stupid...

But Li Mingting was normal all morning.

When it's time to attend lectures, take notes when it's time to take notes, and even have the mind to play games after class, it's just... normal and weird.

The students in Class Seven were even more worried.

Those classmates felt uncomfortable seeing those posts. How could Li Mingting, the person involved, not feel uncomfortable?
She must be faking it.

She must not want to worry everyone, so she forced a smile.

She must have other terrible thoughts in her heart, and she wanted to do it while everyone was not paying attention, so she deliberately showed a relaxed look to paralyze everyone.

So you still have to follow her and watch her, and supervise her well.

……

Everyone thought so in their hearts, so when the school bell rang at noon, before the teacher left the classroom, Bo Botou rushed over with a group of girls: "Ming Ting, we don't go home at noon, let's go to the cafeteria to eat together?"

"Yes, yes, the chicken legs in the second canteen are delicious, I invite you."

"The chicken chop rice is also delicious, I invite you too."

Seeing everyone actively wanting to treat guests, Li Mingting smiled helplessly: "I have to go home at noon."

Bobotou felt that Li Mingting was making excuses to drive them away, so he answered immediately: "Then I'll accompany you home, let's drop by."

Li Mingting glanced at her with a smile: "No, my brother will come to pick me up."

"Your brother?" Bobo cried out in surprise, and even Rong Heng turned his head.

Li Mingting laughed, with two small canine teeth looming: "Yes, my brother. Speaking of which, you should have seen it before, just the boy in the No. [-] Middle School wearing glasses in the post, he is my brother, the brother who grew up together. "

Everyone: "???"

Rong Heng: "???"

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Li Mingting smiled and tidied up his schoolbag and carried it on his back: "So I don't need you to accompany me back home. Thank you for your concern. I'm really fine. I can just go home with my brother."

Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to react, but Rong Heng quickly grabbed her schoolbag: "You go home for a meal, what are you doing with your schoolbag?"

Li Mingting looked at him and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "I sent Teacher Huang a leave request message, and I won't come to class this afternoon."

When they heard that Li Mingting would not come to class, everyone immediately became nervous again, and everyone wanted to follow Li Mingting out.

Most importantly, they wanted to meet that brother Li Mingting to see if Li Mingting was lying?

What if she doesn't have her brother here, and she can't think about it, and she runs out to do some stupid things by herself?
Li Mingting explained it several times, but the students in Class [-] still expressed that they would follow her unswervingly. Li Mingting felt heartwarming and at the same time dumbfounded.

In the end, she didn't refuse, and walked in front alone, followed by a large group of students from Class [-].

The crowd crowded together, the black school uniforms moved with their figures, like small unripe grapes hanging on the vines.

The "Little Putao" followed Li Mingting to the school gate, and sure enough, they saw a boy wearing glasses and No. [-] Middle School uniform waiting for someone outside the gate.

(End of this chapter)