Nanzhi glanced back, met Xu Luo's eyes, and then turned back calmly.
Nanzhi was called to the office. Teacher Li asked Nanzhi sincerely why he got a zero score. If it was to retaliate against his mother, it was really unnecessary.
Such revenge will injure the enemy eight hundred and damage one's own one thousand.
Nanzhi wanted to say that she didn't understand, but since the teacher said it was revenge on Zheng Juan, then it should be revenge on Zheng Juan.
Anyway, Zheng Juan was happy to take the blame.
Teacher Li immediately said: "This method is not advisable. I promise you, teacher, you will not use this method in the future."
Nanzhi nodded immediately, "Okay, I will listen to the teacher."
You must leave this world quickly, before the exam comes.
Teacher Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, "If Xu Luo comes to see you in the future, you can come to me. Your most important thing now is to study, and you can fall in love later."
Nanzhi said oh, returned to the classroom, and touched a flower from the belly of the table.
This kind of flower is wrapped in a layer of plastic, and the flowers are dyed with heavy paint. It has a strong and inferior fragrance, which is a bit irritating to the eyes when you smell it.
Nanzhi was confused, I don’t remember having such a thing.
I haven't bought it before. If I buy this thing, I might as well buy an ice cream to eat. Zheng Juan doesn't let her daughter eat this kind of thing. Nanzhi is very miserable.
The boy at the same table said to Nanzhi in a disgraceful manner: "Xu Luo gave it to you."
Nanzhi looked at this thing with some disgust. She didn't know the meaning of giving this thing. It took up space and smelled like a smell.
Nanzhi thought for a while, picked up the flowers and walked out of the classroom. The students all looked at her back. Everyone whispered, thinking that they were looking for Xu Luo.
He is still a proud swan, and he has caught up with such a little flower.
Nanzhi did not go to Xu Luo, but to Teacher Li. In Nanzhi's heart, Teacher Li was a trustworthy person.
From the story, Teacher Li is a good teacher.
Teacher Li was speechless looking at such fake flowers. Xu Luo didn't even buy a real one, but bought this kind of flower at the school's canteen.
This kind of strong-scented artificial flowers is actually quite popular among students, especially when schools hold festivals.
Teacher Li threw it on the table with some disgust and said to Nanzhi: "You go back and have a good class, I will handle it."
Nanzhi left obediently. The adults asked him to solve the problem, so he let the adults solve it.
Teacher Li found Xu Luo with the fake flowers. Xu Luo was laughing and joking, "Why did the words I gave to Shanjing end up in your hands? Teacher, if you like them, I will give them to you tomorrow."
But in fact, Xu Luo felt very embarrassed. The gift he gave to others appeared in the hands of others, and it was the teacher's hands.
Teacher Li said directly: "Don't give them away in the future. If you want to give things away, you might as well learn two more words, learn more things, earn two more money, and give girls better things."
"Look at what you gave me." When the little girl gets older and has a brain, things like you will become a joke.
Xu Luo acted carelessly, but only he knew the embarrassment in his heart. During the lunch break, he came to the class to find Nanzhi.
Nanzhi ignored him, biting the end of her pen, with a confused look on her face. Seeing that she didn't come out, Xu Luo walked directly into the classroom. Everyone in the classroom looked at the two of them. ….
"Why did you give it to the teacher when I gave it to you?" Xu Luo said angrily.
Even if she returned the thing to him, he was not so angry.
Nanzhi asked, "If I don't give it to the teacher, who should I give it to? Don't give me anything in the future. I don't like you giving me anything."
Xu Luo stared at Nanzhi for a while and then said, "I understand, you don't like that kind of flower, okay, I'll give you other flowers next time."
Nanzhi stood up and looked at Xu Luo: "I don't want your things. Why are you giving me things? I don't want them."
Xu Luo sat directly on Nanzhi's desk. When Nanzhi saw this, his heart skipped a beat, wuwuwu, my desk is dirty, don't sit on my desk with your butt.
I still want to be at the table
I'm sleeping on my bed.
Nanzhi: My fist is hard, really hard!
Nanzhi held back her anger and said, "Get off my table."
Xu Luo said coquettishly and gently, "I won't, unless you tell me what you like?"
Nanzhi's eyes changed, and she said to Xu Luo: "Xu Luo, get off my table."
Why can't you understand the words?
Why don't you respect people at all!
Nanzhi felt offended. His desk was someone else's stool, and someone he hated sat on it.
Nanzhi didn't understand why he wanted her to be angry so much?
What was he doing this for?
The system explained: "Is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that this is a boy trying to be cool."
A man's courtship is more or less a performance, to see if I'm handsome or not, to see if I can't win over you.
Nanzhi immediately asked: "Brother, is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that he is provoking me, wanting to fight with me, and deliberately making me angry. I am very angry now, very angry."
System: "...It's possible, very possible."
Xu Luo also approached Nanzhi and asked, "If you don't like flowers, I will buy you whatever you like."
The students in the class were all looking at this. They stopped studying the questions and took out snacks, eating and watching at the same time. It was completely binge-watching mode.
What kind of drama is this?
An idol drama!
Nanzhi held back her anger and said, "Get off my table."
Seeing the girl angry, her eyes were red, and her anger was soft and gentle. Listen carefully, there was a vibrato in her voice, and she looked like she was about to cry. Xu Luo couldn't help but laugh.
"Tell me." Xu Luo's butt seemed to have a heavy weight on it, and he didn't move at all.
Nanzhi said to his deskmate: "You saw, I told him several times to come down, but he didn't come down."
Male deskmate:? ? ?
I don't quite understand what you mean by saying this.
Immediately afterwards, the deskmate saw the thin and weak female deskmate, pulled Xu Luo off the desk, and punched Xu Luo in the stomach. Xu Luo subconsciously bent over.
The female deskmate, who was as thin and elegant as a swan, held down Xu Luo's head and hit Xu Luo's head on the desk with such force that the sound was so loud that it hurt.
While smashing things back, he muttered: "I told you to come down, but you won't come down. Can you listen to what others are saying? I said I don't want your things, so why don't you listen?"
"I'm so angry, you're so outrageous." The voice sounded particularly aggrieved.
"Why don't you smell the desk you sat on? It stinks. Why do you still sit on my desk? You like making desks. Go and sit on your own desk. Why do you sit on mine?"
But Xu Luo was caught off guard the whole time. He was caught off guard and his head was pressed, and his head was buzzing.
My forehead hurts a lot, and the bridge of my nose also hurts. It hurts so much, so sore, it seems like it's about to break. .
Very pretentious
