What green plum do you want after being reborn?

Fang Yi naturally didn't punch this punch, and even if it swelled up, the head teacher wouldn't let him go, and Su Yimo's parents would definitely make trouble at home.

The distance between the two families was less than 300 meters, and I couldn't even breathe while holding the knife.

After all, Fang Yi has never let the other party's daughter lose blood in this life, so he can't lose blood first.

As for repeat reading?You are thinking shit!

So Su Yimo, who was stunned and stunned, covered his face and returned to his seat, lying directly on the desk and shrugging.

Back in the classroom, the whole room was not filled with the sound of pen scraping against paper, but the rustling sound. They were all eagerly waiting for the class teacher's final speech. After all, the college entrance examination was over.

This also made Fang Yi greatly relieved.

Otherwise, given that he had wasted 15 years of study, not to mention the three majors in his previous life, he might have failed all of them.

Having said that, if today, the unified standard for getting out of singles is not to learn math, physics and chemistry well, but to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, it is estimated that the number of students who pass the college entrance examination will be much higher.

After being away for many years, returning to the classroom will still give rise to the illusion that yesterday is all in front of you, as if you can still remember it vividly.

Although, most of the people in the class can hardly name them.

In my memory, the students in the front row were always working hard on the exam papers, while the row near the dustpan and broom were either falling asleep or burying a poor novel about young people buried in the long history under their physics textbooks. , and at the same time piled up the textbooks in front of him, looking from the podium, creating the appearance of being immersed in studying.

But usually this kind of trick has been clearly seen by the head teacher when passing by the door and window.

The reason for confiscating it is because people have long thought that you are hopeless. After all, they are sitting in the back row and they don’t expect you to have an unprecedented enlightenment.

And confiscating it doesn't mean how smart you are. Most likely, either the food delivered last night was short of grains and you were kneeling on the washboard at home, or your hands smelled terrible from mahjong at night, and you couldn't touch yourself even once in the night.

Looking back at the blackboard, there are still those familiar words.

Countdown to college entrance examination: 'Masak' day. (Because it was erased)

The chance to change your destiny is today!

Improve one point and kill thousands of people!

While Fang Yi was reminiscing about the past, a dark-faced boy next to him patted him on the shoulder without any warning: "Hey, what happened? Are you crying?"

"Wocao, why are there still Yuanmou people?!"

It is said that you should not pat the back randomly. If one of the three fires is missing, the soul will be transferred to the body and you will see unclean things. As expected, Fang Yi and everyone went numb.

"I'll go, why are you swearing!"

The dark man's face turned even darker.

Fang Yi calmed down for a moment and then recalled that this guy was his classmate in the last year of high school, Wang Jinchen.

The reason why it's not three years is because top and bottom students have to be rearranged.

However, this guy also comes from the same village as Fang Yi, but their relationship is just that, not deep in love.

Not so exaggerated as to be close buddies who wear the same pants.

This guy's family has a lot of energy, and he became the vice president of the student union in college. He thought that Fang Yi was from the same village, so he often introduced Fang Yi to part-time jobs in school-enterprise cooperation in college.

Similar to corporate marathons, volunteering for 100 days, or outstanding corporate voting canvassing on the streets, giving away soaps, skin creams, etc.

Originally, Fang Yi was not in a good mood and didn't want to talk to her, but thinking about the friendship from his previous life, he still replied: "I was in a bad mood, so I punched her twice to vent my anger."

Wang Jinchen was stunned, stretched his neck and looked at Su Yimo's position, but found nothing unusual: "Where was it hit?"

Fang Yi made a gesture of holding a bowl with both hands in front of him.

"Damn it, you can do it here?!"

Wang Jinchen was immediately stunned, calling him "good guy, 666" and other shocking words swirling in his mind.

Fang Yi rolled his eyes, thinking this guy was a bit stupid: "What do you think? If I'm really beaten, can I still sit here properly?"

"Then why is she crying?" Wang Jinchen was even more curious.

"It's probably my fault that I didn't fight."

"Cut~"

Wang Jinchen looked unbelieving.

"You do not believe?"

Fang Yi looked serious.

Wang Jinchen nodded, then shook his head.

Fang Yi smiled and said, "You like Ying Qianqian, don't you?"

"I, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

A trace of shyness flashed across Wang Jinchen's face, and he glanced nervously at the girl in the front row.

In the sight of the two of them, this girl's dress was obviously different from the other girls. The ponytail she usually tied disappeared and spread like a waterfall, mixed with a few strands of blond hair hanging on her shoulders.

The upper body wears a bold suspender-style T-shirt with hollow shoulders, which frees up the white and tender shoulders, and the blue silk is looming every time.

Even though there was some distance, there was still a faint fragrance wafting from the other person's hair with the rotating ceiling fan on the roof.

"Believe it or not, I will teach you a way to impress her on you." Fang Yi looked mysterious.

"What can I do?" Wang Jinchen was immediately tempted and covered his mouth with his palms for fear that his voice would be leaked.

"See that light green thing on the back?" Fang Yi pointed.

"Light green..." Wang Jinchen's eyes followed the other person's fingers, and then his eyes bulged: "Ah this..."

"Yes, that's it. If you pull it, not only will she not be angry, but she will also give you a charming look." Fang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Idiot, how can such a thing be allowed? You will be beaten to death!" Wang Jinchen screamed, which attracted many people to turn around.

At this moment, he was not the vice president of the student union who scolded Fang Qiu. He was as thin-skinned as tofu skin and blushed with shame.

Especially Ying Qianqian, his crush, looked back at him from the front row, which made his heart beat loudly, as if it would jump out of his chest at any time.

Seeing that he was about to graduate, he didn't want to die.

Fang Yi shook his head, stretched out his hand forward, and with a crisp sound of 'pop', Ying Qianqian in front suddenly jumped up and cried out 'ah'.

Until a red print appeared connecting the other party's shoulders, making Wang Jinchen's eyes turn green.

"What's the matter!" At this time, the head teacher who was halfway speaking on the podium looked over with an unhappy look.

"It's over! It's over!"

Wang Jinchen lowered his head and complained secretly in his heart, for fear of being implicated.

Why do I have to compete with such a villain?

Moreover, he also pulled Ying Qianqian's hand.

This made Wang Jinchen somewhat unhappy.

"No, it's okay~"

Unexpectedly, Ying Qianqian took the initiative to stand up and said with a red face that a mosquito had bitten her.

When the class teacher saw that the exam was all over and he didn't finish the exam, he pushed the frame of the mirror and motioned for the other person to sit back.

As the head teacher's voice continued to speak coherently, everything returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Until the head teacher turned his back to write something on the blackboard, Ying Qianqian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned around and said softly with red cheeks: "Which of you did this?"

In fact, Fang Yi didn't use any force. He could only blame the other person's skin for being too sensitive, and it turned red as soon as he pinched it.

Fang Yi looked distressed: "It's Lao Wang. I tried my best to persuade him, but he refused to listen."

Wang Jinchen: "???"