The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

Time flies like water, and soon it will be the last class.

In the self-study class, many students are still buried in their homework.

The three of Jiang Chen were already sitting in their positions, looking at the clock hanging on the blackboard.

It's almost time, get out of class will be over in about 5 minutes, and then it's lunch time.

The second hand kept turning.

Soon, the last tens of seconds.

At this time, Jiang Chen and the others had already stood up, and quietly walked towards the door of the classroom.

And when they just came to the door.

Dangdang.
The familiar get out of class bell rang,
There was an instant commotion in the classroom.

There were already chaotic footsteps upstairs.

It's time to cook!
Go!

Dry rice is not active, there is a problem with thinking!
It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, Jiang Chen ran out directly, came to the stairs, jumped three times in a row, and went down half of the stairs.

After jumping again and again, he came to the first floor.

Then, gaining momentum, he sprinted towards the cafeteria like a [-]-meter sprint.

Cheng Xinghe and the tortoise behind him were not to be outdone, they quickened their steps, used the Shadowless Foot, stepped out of a phantom, and went down the stairs in an instant, and then followed Jiang Chen closely.

At the same time, many people also ran out of several other stairs.

Only 1 minute after class ended, a large wave of students was rushing to the cafeteria on the playground, like a large wave of zombies.

And in front of everyone, is Jiang Chen who runs the fastest, and behind him, there are two people, Wu Gui and Cheng Xing.

Jiang Chen turned his head slightly, looking at the people behind him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Little sample, compete with me for the first place!

The wind was blowing, blowing the bangs on his forehead.

At this moment, he is like Su Shen possessing himself.

And the moment he stepped into the cafeteria door, he opened his arms, as if he had passed the finish line of the [-]-meter race. The cafeteria door seemed to be pulled by someone with a banner that said.

"Welcome to do whatever you want, classmate Jiang Chen who is the No.1 cook."

After arriving at the cafeteria, Jiang Chen still didn't dare to relax, and hurriedly went to the window to make dinner.

"Auntie, shredded radish, fried pork with green pepper." Jiang Chen came to the window and said.

Later, the middle-aged woman inside got a big spoon when she was beating the fried pork with green peppers.

Jiang Chen was so happy to see it.

But the next moment Jiang Chen's smile gradually disappeared.

I saw that the right hand of the canteen aunt holding the spoon shook slightly, and a few pieces of meat fell off, and then turned again, and a few more pieces fell off.

Seeing Jiang Chen's face full of pity.

"Auntie's hands started bouncing again." Jiang Chen whispered.

But the cafeteria aunt ignored Jiang Chen's sad eyes.

After scooping up the food, he handed it to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen sighed, he could only take the prepared meal, took a pair of chopsticks, found a seat and sat down.

Afterwards, Cheng Kexing and Wu Gui also prepared meals and sat beside Jiang Chen.

"Damn it, I really want to know if there is any medicine that can cure the shakes of the cafeteria aunt." Cheng Kexing said angrily.

"No, it's just a heart attack. When we stop working in the canteen, I guess the trembling disorder will seem to heal."

said the tortoise.

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Five minutes after class, almost everyone left in the classroom.

An Yimo got up and walked out of the classroom slowly.

But she didn't go to the cafeteria, but to the school supermarket.

There are too many people in the cafeteria, and it takes a lot of time to line up for meals, not to mention eating slowly.

Moreover, she doesn't have too many requirements for food, and she doesn't have a big appetite, just fill her stomach slightly.

Arriving at the supermarket, An Yimo's beautiful eyes scanned the dazzling array of products on the shelves.

There are all kinds of snacks on a row of shelves, such as Weilong spicy strips, chicken and duck feet,
Another row of shelves is milk, Ambrosia, yogurt with various covers,

In addition, there are various instant noodles and bread.

In the end, An Yimo took a bottle of pure milk and two small breads, and walked towards the checkout counter.

There are not too few people in the supermarket at this time. Many students come to the supermarket to buy some instant noodles or bread for lunch because they run too slowly and don’t want to queue up.

An Yimo was in the line, she was tall and stood alone, many boys in the supermarket frequently cast their eyes on her.

An Yimo's expression remained unchanged, she stared straight ahead, after a while, she took out a brand new meal card from her trouser pocket to check out, and then left the supermarket amidst the sighs of all the boys.

Hey, can't we just stay a little longer, maybe a few more minutes of pleasure.

A few minutes later, An Yimo returned to the classroom. There was no one there. It was estimated that no one had eaten. It was almost heaven-defying, so I finished lunch and returned to the classroom.

An Yimo grabbed the shoulder strap of Jiang Chen's black schoolbag on the chair, then gently moved the chair, walked in, and after sitting on the chair, she moved Jiang Chen's chair to its original position.

The sun outside the window was getting warmer, and the wind blowing from the window brushed her cheeks, making her feel warm.

Then she put the bought bread on the table, took out an MP4 from the light blue schoolbag, put on the earphones, and turned on the music.

It's one of those pure music she likes.

"soul"

For her, the music in the earphones is the gentleness of isolation.

Afterwards, An Yimo picked up the bread, tore open the package, took a bite, and chewed slowly.

At the same time, he took out his English vocabulary book and memorized the words.

In summer, the warm wind was blowing, and the girl sitting by the window listening to the song shimmered on her perfect profile face.

This scene is like all the beautiful scenes in youth novels.

On the other side, after the three of Jiang Chen finished their lunch, they took a lazily stroll on the campus path.

"The old people in my family often tell me that after a meal, the old man (goes) and lives to 99, so we can't go back to the classroom to study immediately after the meal. interest."

The tortoise said, shaking its arms lightly.

"Well, the idea of ​​the turtle coincides with mine, what do you think? Jiang Chen."

Cheng Xing nodded deeply.

"According to scientific research, drinking a cup of yogurt after a meal can nourish the stomach and help digestion, so, go!"

Jiang Chen also agreed.

"Okay, old man!"

Not long after, the three of them walked slowly on the playground. Jiang Chen was holding a bottle of yoghurt in a light blue package, biting the straw, sucking slowly, and looking at the blue sky from time to time.

At this time, there were very few people walking on the playground, but there were a few students playing basketball.

It can be said that the three of Jiang Chen were the first to run out of the classroom, but they were also the slowest to return to the classroom.

"Hey, classmate, vote for me."

When passing a basketball court, Cheng Ke said to a boy holding a basketball.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but passed the ball to Cheng Kexing.

Cheng Kexing took the basketball, bowed slightly, then took off and shot, a set of movements were done smoothly and smoothly, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Everyone watched the basketball closely.

The tortoise even opened its mouth slightly and murmured.

"Are you going to be sad?"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the basketball seemed to have no strength, and fell in front of the basket without even touching the frame.

Cheng Kexing: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The air suddenly froze.

If possible, Jiang Chen really wanted to hum that song.

"I'm most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air..."

After a while, Jiang Chen and the tortoise burst out laughing.

"It didn't even touch the frame."

"Fuck, I'm laughing to death."

The tortoise was lying on the ground, laughing and beating the ground with its hands.

"No, I can't laugh anymore."

"Fuck you, tortoise, if you laugh again, believe it or not, I will beat you up."

Cheng Xing shouted at the turtle angrily.

"Okay, okay, stop laughing, I have no strength."

The tortoise stood up, covering his stomach with one hand, and resting his hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder, probably because he laughed so hard.

"Okay, it's time to go back to the classroom, it will be troublesome if Lao Hua catches you later."

Jiang Chen said, and then the three went to the classroom.

On the campus, the breeze blows the leaves, making a rustling sound, and beautiful music is being broadcast from the campus radio station.

It's that pure music with a light melody,
"Tobacco Street"

In addition, there is a nice female voice.

"Teacher, classmates, hello everyone, welcome to today's "Voice of Campus", and then I will bring you a poem, the name of the poem is "Meng Xinghe"."

"I saw the galaxy in my dream, my soul flew over the mountains and the sea, and Malan flowers flew over the grassland.

I saw a boy standing beside the sky on a high snow mountain.

Everything in the dream is like the night in midsummer, the fireflies in the wonderful forest, and everything and everything.

It seems that after a long time, everything is like a dream arranged by Xinghe. "

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