Yang Qi, lend me a breath

Chapter 26

Little sticky cake is good at it.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Teacher Zheng's words were like a drop of cold water splashing into a hot oil pan, and the students in Class [-] couldn't sit still.

"no!!"

Zhang Yang shouted in grief, he was sure that Ning Ci had some koi attributes in him.This time he took the script of being deprived of his mother and keeping his son. They had finally hoped for such a precious mascot, how could they let him be poached without even sitting on his butt? !

Lou Zhengdu pursed his lips, and the sternness in his eyes suddenly showed sharpness, but he didn't say anything, just watched silently.

Teacher Zheng didn't care about the students' reactions. He looked eagerly in his eyes and said, "Mr. Wang? Is it okay?"

Throughout the morning, Wang Yecheng had received more information than he could comprehend, and he was furious: "Why..."

Teacher Zheng pretended to be surprised: "Don't you know yet? There is a red seedling in your class!"

"Now, he can choose a better teacher!"

Teacher Zheng said with a smile, she is not acting weird at all!

Ning Ci... the red list?What are these people talking about, why are they just asking for two days off, it's like the sky has changed?

Wang Yecheng was in a daze and didn't answer, Fang Yu, who stayed out of the matter, cheerfully helped to smooth things over: "This teacher, you can ask that classmate if he is willing."

Teacher Zheng's eyes lit up, he searched for Ning Ci, and sent out another class transfer invitation.

Immediately, all eyes from all directions focused on the fair-skinned and handsome young man.Among them, there was a line of sight that was particularly domineering, as if it had a temperature, it roasted the boy's back scorchingly.

The young man who was being watched pursed his lower lip in distress, as if he didn't realize how great an honor it was, he looked at Mr. Zheng in embarrassment, like a puppy with wet eyes: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I still I don’t really want to transfer.”

Teacher Zheng didn't expect to be rejected, and his eyes widened: "Why?"

Ning Ci told the truth: "I want to stay in Class [-]. There are more important things to do here for me."

After all, who is not afraid of death, right? His power bank is still here.

The young man's voice was clear and his eyes were serious. There was no greasy feeling in it caused by deliberate pretense, like a small bamboo shoot sprouting after a spring rain, refreshing and sweet.

The hearts of the students in Class [-] who had been in turmoil all morning were instantly healed.

Zhang Yang was moved to the point of tears, unable to restrain his surging heart, he immediately sneaked under the table and changed his signature: "Even if the whole world betrays you, I will stand behind you and betray the whole world for you! Brother Ning, this person is really capable!!"

Zhang Yang even urged his brother Lou to change it with him, but when he turned around, he found Lou Zhengdu's ears were red: "..."

Puff, puff.

Lou Zhengdu's ears were burning with embarrassment, he was full of hostility at first, but now he was about to be hit with a straight ball by this shameless little sticky cake, and the hostility turned into heat from his head and dissipated!

Just now I was using walnuts as a metaphor, let alone the secret confession, but now I am so blatant? !

There are more important things, besides him, what else can you not let go of?

Shouldn't the most important thing for students be to study?And now that elementary school scumbags have turned into elementary school bullies, they still don't forget their original intentions.

Could it be that the real persona of the little magic stick is actually a little silver baby on the surface, but an innocent iron-headed baby with a single-minded love?

This...he will really bother him!

Zhang Yang: "..."

Nervous, one second he was the evil, charming and crazy brother who wanted to destroy the world, and the next second he turned into a pretty little daughter-in-law. Now he is getting more and more confused about his brother Lou's painting style.

There is no way, since Ning Ci is not willing to force others to transfer, so he can only give up.

……

Jiang Beiqing was taken away to undergo a mental test, and it was confirmed that there was indeed a mental illness and a certain degree of aggression. He needed to receive professional spiritual guidance for a short period of time, and he was temporarily prohibited from entering again until the aggression and threat to society were reduced campus.

So far, the incident of cat abusers with psychopaths on campus in No. [-] Middle School has finally subsided.The school was also disturbed by the two visits by the Education Bureau. Afterwards, the latest cameras were installed all over the school, and several cat litters were placed, and the cleaning staff added food every day.

Of course, the restriction on the purchase of boiled eggs in the canteen has not been withdrawn.

Wang Yecheng was carefully investigated and found out that he secretly accepted bribes, sold self-made exercise books for profit, and covered up students' mistakes.

The position of head teacher of Class [-] was vacated. After the teacher group held a meeting to discuss, it was finally decided to let Yang Qing, the English teacher of Class [-], take this position.

Although Yang Qing is still a new teacher with inexperienced qualifications and relatively young age, she is not qualified to be a class teacher logically.But she has a cheerful personality, and the grades of the classes she leads have improved greatly.Moreover, they chose Wang Yecheng as the head teacher of Class [-] because they felt that they had to find someone who was more aggressive to restrain the group of little demon kings in Class [-], but it was clear that this incident really slapped them in the face.

And Ning Ci, who looks weak and weak like a rabbit in a wolf's lair, has now become a mascot that they can't even snatch away... Can't help but sigh that it's really one thing, so I just find a gentle girl The teacher took them to try.

As far as Yang Qing is concerned, it is like a pie in the sky. According to the generous remuneration of No. [-] Middle School, there is still a big difference in benefits between the head teacher and the department teacher.Not only have more welfare allowances, but also a lot of salary increases. If the students live up to their expectations, she can also get extra bonuses.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing couldn't help showing a slightly joyful smile. During this period of time, her tired and tired face became more radiant, as if she finally had some hope in life. After all, she still needs money now.

She packed up her lesson plans and was about to go to class eight when her cell phone rang suddenly.

She picked it up and looked at it, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.The teacher on the side saw it and joked: "Mr. Yang's smile is so sweet? Boyfriend's information?"

She nodded shyly, drawing the other party's congratulations: "Mr. Yang is really young and promising, with a double harvest in love and career! It's a pity, I originally planned to introduce one to you, but I didn't expect that there is already a famous flower. "

She shyly responded twice, the phone vibrated again, the spring in her eyes hadn't dissipated yet, when she suddenly saw this new message, her expression sank.

It was from that strange number again: "Be careful of men!"

She deleted it with a swipe of her finger, looked at the bright sunshine outside, and wondered why the frequency of sending such harassing messages became higher again?Now it has become a post in the morning, noon and evening...

There was no class yet, and the Class [-] classroom was noisy.Because the test papers have been handed out, they are showing off to each other how many questions they got right.

This change really made people talk about it, and even the sour chickens on the forum who ridiculed that Class [-] lives on money have decreased a lot.

After all, the improvement of Class [-] this time is not insignificant. The average score has jumped up by ten points in just this month. If such a group of people are just messing around, then the class with an average score lower than them is another class. What, isn't that scolding yourself?

"You are a good dish, didn't Ningci say all three long and one short and choose the shortest?"

"Fuck, you can be wrong about this common sense of culture. I really admire you. How could Rousseau be Chinese?!"

"Then isn't his surname Lu?!" The student surnamed Lu is confident.jpg;

"You don't fucking think that Schrödinger's surname is Schroe..."

"Uh……"

"Don't talk to me again, I'm afraid that my brain that has finally become aura will be fooled by you."

"Fuck!"

The man complained angrily: "Ning Ci! He wants to restore Jiang Beiqing's behavior, and he looks down on me QAQ!"

Ning Ci on the left and Ning Ci on the right, Ning Ci is also a human being, and Ning Ci will be tired: "..."

So the rows of Wangzai milk under his table were all bought to deal with the immature babies in Class [-].

The young man sitting behind Ning Ci had bulging veins on his forehead. He pressed his eyebrows and looked at the group of noisy people like a tyrant. The place where his cold eyes passed was instantly as quiet as a chicken.

Lou Zhengdu rolled his eyes and stared back at the good-tempered little milk cake.

Ning Ci bent down slightly, took out two boxes of Wangzai, and handed them over with his soft white paws: "Here, stop arguing after drinking."

Lou Zhengdu clicked his tongue in displeasure. He met Tang Yuan at the same table and felt that the scene seemed familiar. He dubbed cheaply: "Brother, I drank your milk, your boyfriend can't..."

Lou Zhengdu glared over with a sullen face, Tang Yuan silenced, wondering, "Brother Lou, did you get shot?"

Strange, he wondered if Lou Zhengdu had made a lot of progress in the exam this time, why didn't his face clear up?

Zhang Yang was still yelling at those people: "Don't bother me admiring my brother's test paper, have you ever seen such a perfect test paper?"

Zhang Yang looked at it and dogged: "High! It's really high! How can someone get full marks as long as they write the questions? Brother, tell the truth, are you controlling the points, afraid that getting full marks will be too blockbuster?"

Ning Ci is very obedient and honest: "No, what I didn't write is that I really can't."

Zhang Yang: "..."

He immediately changed to another way of bragging: "Brother, you see that you have such a high score in mathematics, but you are a bit biased. If you can also improve your English, you will be in the top ten in the red list every minute!"

Zhang Yang didn't realize that the more he brags, the darker Lou Zhengdu's eyes became.

Tang Yuan's question, he didn't know how to answer it, what should I say, could it be that he didn't see other people's grades good?He is obviously not the kind of sour chicken, and he doesn't care at all whether other people's grades are good or not.Could it be that he doesn't like the little magic stick?At most, he just loves to tease him, and he has no malicious intentions.

But he just felt stuffy and uncomfortable, as if...something was leaving quickly, and he couldn't control the rapid distance.

Feeling lost, but this kind of emotion is very strange to him who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, so strange that it makes him feel eager like a cigarette addiction.

Lou Zhengdu unconsciously bit Wangzai's straw, the drink was already empty, and he could no longer taste the sweetness.

A little wronged, but he couldn't say why he was wronged.

The boy stared childishly, as if he wanted to see what was going on in that little head that didn't move.Kind of want him to turn back...but don't want him to turn back.

Tang Yuan had a complex expression, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Lou...don't you feel inferior?"

Lou Zhengdu suddenly opened his eyes wide and gritted his teeth: "No, shhh—"

"Uh..." Tang Yuan was speechless, so he said in a lower, lip-syncing voice: "Ning Xiaohua has reached the sky in one step, and it's normal if she can't catch up. Let's take it slowly..."

The boy's handsome face was almost distorted in anxiety: "Shh! Shh! Fuck! Shh——"

"Uh..." Zhang Yang's endless flattery was interrupted by the series of boos: "Brother Lou, are you in a hurry to pee?"

The boy cursed and buried his face in the pile of textbooks, his ears and face were red.

He has never died so badly in his life!Then I couldn't help thinking, the classroom was so noisy just now, the little magic stick probably didn't hear it, right?

If Lou Zhengdu is really a husky, then he should have one ear drooping timidly, and the other erected high, eavesdropping on the movement after the accident.

Dude, there's really no movement.

Although he did not die, he was inexplicably a little lost.

Oh shit!What a cruel little sticky cake!

All day long, my brother is long and my brother is short, and my brother is sad and doesn't care!

It seems that it has been blinded by praise and flowers!

Well he admits it!He may indeed have a sense of gap!

So what's the matter, isn't this human nature?Anyone who has been accepting the pursuit of others will be a little upset if the suitor suddenly looks down on him after he becomes famous.

Well, I just took this opportunity to see this cruel little sticky cake clearly.

Brother Lou stood up, this time he really wanted to use the most ruthless posture...

A soft hand brushed his hair suddenly, bringing a tingling tingling to the tailbone.

He suddenly raised his eyes from between the crooks of his arms, and at some point the boy in the front seat had turned around and was lying on his desk.

The little sticky cake that he thought was no longer sticky finally came back.

The juvenile's soft white cheeks were squeezed to overflowing, as if they could shake out waves with just a pull.How can a person who looks very skinny have such... shameless sensuality!

Lou Zhengdu's chaotic mind was thinking wildly inappropriately.Is this the pure desire mentioned on the Internet?

Pure and soft like milk, the breath also has a sweet taste, but also has a paradoxically astringent style.

Damn it, as expected of him, he really understands the art of tea... He will never be caught by such a gay trick!

Tang Yuan witnessed his brother's convulsion-like whole process, and waited delicately for his reaction.

Ning Ci's eyes were moist and bright, and he sent concern to his exclusive power bank: "Are you unhappy?"

Lou Zhengdu wanted to hide it, he opened the paper and tried to correct it, but only the roots of his ears were still red: "No."

Ning Ci said slowly, and then turned back. When he got up, his tender right cheek still had the imprint of Lou Zhengdu's book, a faint red streak.

Lou Zhengdu glanced briefly and frowned dissatisfied.

Why does this face look like a bowl of tofu flower?If someone sucked it, wouldn't it take a long time to get rid of the mark?

squeamish.

he concluded.

His eyes fell on the hand that he was correcting the topic. The knuckles of the fingers were big and the veins on the back of the hand were beautiful, which showed how strong the master's hands were.If it was my own hands that pinched the little sticky cake, wouldn't it be possible to pinch the person?

After a while, the corner of the boy's mouth curled up into a smile.

This small sticky cake has a long-lasting stickiness. It is the same before and after the monthly exam. Praise, I will come again next time.

Little sticky cake is good at it.

The author says:

Count down the small buildings in each of my advantages: I am so good, it is understandable to like me.

Whenever I discover one more advantage of Ningning: I'm not good enough for him after all.

Xiaolou: I am so vulnerable.jpg;

That's all for a fragile glass heart elementary school chicken!