All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Early Monday morning.

Ning Yan felt refreshed after getting the extra 20 minutes of sleep.

Aunt Chen brought breakfast to the table, because Ning's father and Ning's mother came back, she cooked more meals than usual today, with a lot of variety.

Ning Yan had a comfortable breakfast and went to school in Ning's father's car. She was in a very good mood throughout the morning.

But then I thought that this kind of comfortable life would only last for half a month, and I couldn't help feeling sad again.

At the same time, the pressure of the boy who got off the bus with one shoulder bag dropped suddenly, because he didn't meet Ning Yan on the bus in the morning, so he was in a very bad mood.

Jiang Zhi lay innocently behind him, looking at Zhou Tingsi's face that sank early in the morning, and silently guessed in his heart how many students would be scared by him when he entered the classroom next time.

Just as Jiang Zhi was wandering, Zhou Tingsi, who had been silent all the way, suddenly said when he stepped up the steps:

"When will the clothes I asked you to deal with yesterday be ready?"

Jiang Zhi reacted for two seconds, and realized that he was talking about the two "unique style" short-sleeved T-shirts, and felt a little headache.

"It should be soon, probably this Friday."

Zhou Tingsi was a little puzzled, "So long?"

"Brother, this is already very fast." Jiang Zhi was bald, "The material of those two clothes is old, and the quality of the paint used on them is not good. It is a test of technology to make waterproof."

"I said that it can be done on Friday, which is already the fastest estimated time!"

Speaking of the quality of the two pieces of clothing, Zhou Tingsi knew it well, and did not question Jiang Zhi's words.

He nodded lightly, and confirmed again: "Are you sure it can be done in the end? Don't wash it with water and make the paint bloom."

"Don't worry about this, the waterproof will definitely make it beautiful for you, but Brother Si..."

The more Jiang Zhi thought about what he said just now, the more he felt something was wrong, and asked rather puzzled: "Why are you washing it with water? Could it be that you still want to wear those two clothes?"

Zhou Tingsi looked at him strangely, "Can't you?"

"Why? Brother Si, I know these two clothes were given by my sister-in-law. You like them. But you can store them away, don't you feel a bit..."

Jiang Zhi froze in place. He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

Zhou Tingsi understood.

But he didn't pay attention to Jiang Zhi's words at all, and even sneered very flamboyantly, which seemed to be mocking in Jiang Zhi's ears.

"My pleasure."

Zhou Tingsi dropped the three words without any haste, the low air pressure just now dissipated, and there was a sense of laziness all over his body.

It wasn't until everyone had gone upstairs that Jiang Zhi slowly closed his mouth that was opened in surprise.

Brother Si was showing his affection just now, right?

The show started before they got together. If he really cheated the little girl in the future, would he still have a good life?

Jiang Zhi told himself the truth in advance, and when he thought of the miserable days to come, he looked hopeless.

Even going upstairs seems to be drained of energy, like a zombie wandering in the teaching building.

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After the morning reading class, Ning Yan received a notice from the class teacher, asking her to write a speech temporarily, and to speak on the rostrum after the flag-raising ceremony after the first class.

Mainly to share with you the competition experience and learning methods.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy. Fortunately, the first period is the Chinese class of the head teacher, so Ning Yan can conceive the manuscript openly.

She didn't prepare any long speeches, and she didn't even write a few words. Her mind was spinning quickly, and most of them were dry goods.

Halfway through the Chinese class, she finished her idea. While listening to the teacher's lecture on the paper that was handed out last Friday, she took a red pen to correct and revise.

The teacher who was lecturing passed Ning Yan several times out of the corner of his eye, and saw her earnestly listening to the class, and couldn't help showing a gratified look.

After a class, a long whistle sounded outside the teaching building.

The students in the class went out in an orderly manner, lined up and trotted into the playground.

After the flag-raising ceremony, Ning Yan was taken by the teacher to the stairs under the rostrum, and waited for the principal to finish his speech.

After a while, the head teacher of Class [-] brought Xu Wei over again. Only then did Ning Yan realize that she was not the only one who was going to give a speech today, but also Xu Wei.

"What a coincidence, do you also give a speech?" Xu Wei greeted her in front of the head teacher of Class 7.

Ning Yan didn't know the reason why this man was able to greet her with such a calm face after he had made it clear to him last time.

But she knew it was absolutely nothing to talk about.

In front of the head teacher of class 7, she didn't want to be cold-faced, so she just nodded slightly.

Since confronting Xu Wei last time, when she sees him now, she doesn't even bother to look at him, in case the other party is out of his mind and makes some crazy moves.

Xu Wei didn't seem to expect that she could do so well in front of the teacher, and her expression changed involuntarily.

The head teacher of class seven saw Ning Yan with a kind face. Seeing that she didn't have the manuscript paper in her hand, she asked very worriedly, "Why didn't you take the manuscript paper? Did you forget it in the classroom?"

Ning Yan shook her head and smiled lightly: "No, I don't have that much to say, it's all here."

She pointed to her head.

The head teacher of class seven didn't say much about the status quo, and left after telling the two not to be nervous.

On the contrary, it was Xu Wei who squeezed the manuscript paper a little harder.

Xu Wei glanced over and asked in a low voice, "Ning Yan, you did it on purpose just now, didn't you?"

He was labeled inexplicably, but the key point is that he still doesn't know what he is talking about.

Ning Yan felt very speechless, "What did you say?"

Xu Wei followed her words and raised the manuscript paper in his hand: "I said you just said that you were going to give a speech without a script, did you deliberately target me? It just depends on my preparation."

It was only then that Ning Yan noticed that he was holding three A4 sheets of paper in his hand, each of which was densely packed with words, and seemed to attach great importance to this speech.

So, what is he doing?

She didn't do anything, broke her own defense?

None of her business!

"Xu Wei, do you know what you look like now?"

Xu Wei was suddenly choked by her words, but he was still determined in his mind just now, waiting for her next words: "What do you want to say?"

Ning Yan clasped her arms around her chest, and her eyes, which were always bent normally, did not show any waves at this moment, but reflected a little coldness under the sunlight.

She looked at Xu Wei without blinking, her beautiful facial features were hidden in the shadows, revealing a hint of danger.

Lifting his lips, he said softly, "Like a mad dog."

"A crazy dog ​​that goes crazy anytime, anywhere, bites people, and has a glassy heart."

Xu Wei was so angry that he trembled all over, and the manuscript paper he was holding was almost crumpled into a ball.

"You insult me! Why the hell do you insult me!"

The other party was very angry, and his voice was very low, obviously he didn't want to lose face on such an occasion.

Ning Yan smiled, ignored his own jumping behavior, and pointed to the manuscript in his hand.

"Remind you, classmate Xu, so that you won't say that I'm jealous of you and tell the truth about you being a mad dog on purpose."

"If you don't let go of the strength in your hands, you will be out of the manuscript just like me."