Boss, his language is not good

Chapter 56
Nancheng has heard a saying before, if you feel that time passes quickly, it is probably because the days are too comfortable.She thought it might be worth adding that if you feel like time is passing quickly, you're probably too busy.

The Senior Third Party also has a very unique "nickname" called Gao Sangou, who wakes up earlier than the dog and goes to bed later than the dog. Every day, the test papers are handed out in vain, and if you don't pay attention, you will accumulate a thick stack. Under the intensity of the sea battle, even Nancheng has such a regular schedule, and those who go to bed on time before eleven o'clock have to delay half an hour to finish their homework and go to bed.

One model, two models, three models; countdown to 25 days, [-] days, [-] days.The days are really counting down day by day, and the countdown book hanging on the wall is getting thinner and thinner. On the contrary, there are more and more small animals folded by hand with calendar paper here in Nancheng, until it was too late. No more, Nancheng put all of them in a small cardboard box.

Only the 100-day countdown paper was folded back into the shape of a rabbit by Shen Beiwang, and then placed safely in the small interlayer of the stationery bag by Nancheng.

There are more and more test papers, the pressure is increasing, and the expressions of the students are becoming more and more numb. During the break, they either silently take out the extra-curricular exercise brushes, or quietly lie on the table and take a nap. Few people go out for a stroll, and occasionally go out One time must also be to meet physiological needs.

When Nancheng opened the door to go out from the toilet cubicle, there happened to be a few girls coming to the toilet together. The girl in the lead had a ponytail that wasn't too long, and she was talking to the people behind her with a loud voice. It sounded familiar to Nancheng's ears.

"...I'm not nervous, what are you nervous about, my dad said, let me play as happy as I want, anyway, the score is not enough to make up—!"

As soon as Pan Qingyu turned her head, she saw Nancheng's light eyes looking over her. The cheerful, open-minded, calm, and playful life words stopped abruptly, but because she had already said the word to the end, the people who followed her The two girls didn't notice anything wrong, and they kept complimenting her, saying that her father really doted on her, or that she was rich and willful.

But in Lu Nancheng's fluttering glance, the compliments from the two people behind him, which made her feel full of superiority, now seemed like malicious sarcasm.

After the flower pot incident in the second year of high school, everyone who should know about the fact that the little princess of the Lu family was called Lu Nancheng knew that Pan Qingyu's family had a small fortune, and she could barely get on the edge of this wealthy circle. After going to the same school, the head of the family asked her to befriend Lu Nancheng as much as possible.

befriend?Oh, friendship is impossible.Thinking of Fu Yining who had suddenly alienated her for some reason, Pan Qingyu's eyes darkened, appearing somewhat obscure.

Nancheng hadn't seen Pan Qingyu for a long time. One of them was in a science class and the other was in a liberal arts class. The classrooms were located on different floors. They didn't see each other a few times throughout the year. This meeting was purely accidental.

Seeing that she was staring at him, Nancheng looked strangely in her eyes. It was not pure malicious jealousy or vigilance, but rather complicated because of all kinds of feelings.She thought about it, and when she passed by Pan Qingyu, she gave a slight nod as a greeting, after all, she knew her.

People kept coming in and out of the toilet, Pan Qingyu lowered her head to look at the toes of her shoes.These shoes were brought back by her aunt from abroad as a gift for her as a coming-of-age gift. It was a brand she had always wanted but never dared to have. But she just saw that Lu Nancheng was also wearing a pair of shoes of this brand. The price was more than five times that of her pair. Pan Qingyu suddenly wanted to laugh when thinking about the grade ranking in the mock exam on the honor roll last month.

The Lu family is richer than her family, and Lu's father is famous in the circle for doting on his daughter, and Lu Nancheng's own grade ranking is far ahead.

What did she say in front of Lu Nancheng who was taller than herself in everything?Not enough points to make up the money?Where does she have a face!
The two girls who came with her finally noticed the difference in the atmosphere. They carefully glanced at Pan Qingyu's expression, and then saw her face move, as if she was smiling?

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The time for taking graduation photos has been set, and many students have already started secretly thinking about the personalized class uniforms of their classes. The atmosphere between classes is not as dull as it was some time ago, and the topics continue to revolve around the class uniforms. .

Long skirts, short skirts, dresses, trousers, shorts and suspenders. Girls always have many different opinions on how to dress. This has led to discussions on class uniforms for three days, and there is no final decision.

A classmate in the class specially brought over a collection of graduation photos of his sister that year, so that they could learn from them. Several girls gathered around to look at each class. Once they saw a certain class, it would make people's eyes shine His class has been served, and he immediately wants to follow suit.

"I think the cheongsam in this class is very good-looking, and it happens that boys can wear long gowns from the Republic of China period."

Immediately, someone refused, "No, cheongsam should be worn by people with a good figure to look good. It is best to have a protruding front and back, with slender and even bones."

The girl thought about her figure and stopped talking.

"Then Hanfu, let's raise funds to buy a dragon robe for the head teacher?" someone suggested.

A few people imagined the head teacher wearing a dragon robe sitting at the front and laughed, but after laughing, they would return to reality.

"Don't forget the budget of our class. Not everyone is willing to spend a lot of money to buy a piece of clothing that they can't usually wear. Moreover, Hanfu is the same as cheongsam, and not everyone can wear that kind of taste."

"So, let's be more realistic and just pull down a skirt."

After several proposals with special personality were rejected, some people became a little unhappy.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, then just don't buy it, just wear the school uniform!"

It is impossible to wear school uniforms. Although their school uniforms are not ugly, they are too impersonal.

"What does Nancheng think?

At this time, Nancheng was still flipping through the graduation photos of the previous two years curiously, admiring them one by one, only to look up at them when he was suddenly cueed.

"I think it's all good," Nancheng was suddenly interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Of course you think everything is good. You look good, and you don't need money. You can't buy or wear anything!" The girl who said this was Tian Yue, who had a car accident half a month ago and spent a whole week in the hospital. There was a half-finger-long scar on his forehead, and a hideous wound on his leg. He missed a week of class and couldn't keep up with the progress. He was a little cynical.

She hadn't participated in the previous discussions, but when it came to wearing short skirts, she looked obviously ugly, obviously because she didn't want to show her scars.

Nancheng ignored her, and just looked at the humanity who asked himself, "The boys have decided to DIY custom T-shirts. I think it looks good, so there is no requirement for lower body clothing. Girls want to wear skirts and skirts. Want to wear skirts? Wear pants with pants."

Someone muttered in a low voice, "But I don't know how to put on clothes either..."

Nancheng didn't say that the T-shirt was versatile or anything else. After all, she was just putting forward her own opinion. If she continued to talk about the T-shirt, it would be suspected that she wanted it so she tried her best to lobby.

The boys originally wanted to match the girls' choices in ordering their own clothes, but for several days in a row, the girls didn't agree, so they simply went it alone.

Nancheng gave an opinion. Some people think it is very good, the style is simple and the price is reasonable; but there are also people who are reluctant to wear a small skirt to take beautiful pictures, the opinions are still not unified, the monitor Tao Yuan is annoyed, and even the head teacher has heard some rumor , felt that the whole class was wasting time on such unnecessary things, ordered it to end as soon as possible.

Tao Yuan is also under a lot of pressure. If one is not good, she may not be a good person inside and outside. In the last 10 minutes of the evening self-study get out of class, she came to the stage with a blank face, repeated the teacher's original words, and then gave the girl two choices, one is The girl saw a dress from the Internet before, and the other was the same T-shirt that the boy proposed later, and then directly drew lots, which was simple and rude.

"Skirt" and "T-shirt" were written on the two pieces of paper. After showing them to everyone, they were neatly folded. A girl came to the stage to draw, and she called it fair.

The girl actually doesn't want to smoke any of them, she wants to wear a skirt, but she doesn't like the style she chose before, she thinks it's ugly, so she hesitates and can't do it.

With a 50.00% chance, she couldn't tell which one she wanted to draw more now, so she gritted her teeth and picked up the paper ball that was farther away from her.

The paper dumpling was unfolded, she took a look, and felt relieved, she was actually a little lucky.

Fortunately, I would rather not wear a skirt than an ugly one, it's just so principled!
"T-shirt." Tao Yuan took the paper and unfolded it for everyone to see.

And so, the dust settled.

(End of this chapter)