Teacher, she snatched my milk tea! + Extra

Although the liberal arts class and the science class are in the same building, I don’t know if the principal wants to create a sense of distance to reduce the frequency of some young couples, so let the students of the two subjects stand opposite each other. Ji Xiran’s liberal arts class is in Next door to the senior one teaching building, there is a big courtyard between their science classes, especially the experimental class.Moreover, in order to prevent students from communicating with each other, the school set up two fences at the end of the arts and science classes.

Yes, that's right, two iron fences.

locked.

It is poured with melted molten iron mixed with copper juice.

Even if ten Xiang Yu, who is capable of uplifting mountains and unparalleled in the world, come over, they can't stop breaking.

Life locked hope, locked the flame of love.

It's like the galaxy that cut off the friendship between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. How many boys' feelings were ruined on this side, and how many girls' hearts were broken on the other side.

But the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall. You have your ladder to cross the wall and I have my Zhang Liangji.No matter how smart the leaders in the school are, how can it be so easy for the numerous students who are bathed in the sunshine of the 21st century to be defeated by this difficulty?

I don’t know who discovered it first, but since the students with high floors, especially the male science students who go up from the fourth floor, they were pleasantly surprised to find that by taking advantage of the high floor, they can see the beautiful sisters and sisters in the liberal arts class studying. Afterwards, the news quickly spread among the science classes like lingering flames.

Afterwards, the boys flocked to the seat by the window overnight. They even gritted their teeth and endured being forced to sit in the front and endure the spout of saliva from the physics teacher.

Wen Xinyan doesn't want to fall in love for the time being, but several boys in her class have already used this to spy on the appearance of the girl they like, and after finding out their preferences, they attacked the next base with a swift and fierce offensive.

Sometimes she is too tired from reading, so she can't help turning her head to look at the window to relieve her tired eyes.

And on such a bright and sad winter afternoon, the day after she was beaten and rescued, when she looked around, she happened to see Miss Ji resting her chin on her left hand and holding a pencil in her right hand, Look up, bow your head, write and draw on the paper seriously.

The sun shone on Miss Ji's face, even though they were five meters away, Wen Xinyan could still see her long, slowly flapping eyelashes.

If a metaphor was used in writing, Wen Xinyan would definitely say this when describing the situation at that time: her long, constantly moving eyelashes are like a small brush, It is also like the wings of a colorful butterfly constantly flapping, brushing against my heart again and again.

But apart from writing essays, Wen Xinyan generally dislikes using such nasty words.

The science experimental class is on the sixth floor, and the liberal arts class is on the third floor. I don't know what kind of coincidence the teacher arranged for her and Ji Xiran to sit by the window at the same time, let alone what kind of coincidence made her see her right away. .

In a trance, she remembered the love poem that Xu Zhimo probably would have called nasty after reading it when she copied it in order to get a high score in the composition.

I see you in my eyes and put you in my heart.

Chapter 4

There are many people in high school, and all kinds of gossip will emerge in an endless stream.

As the center of gossip, the women's restroom has always been the best place to spread various rumors.

There were few girls in the science class, and there were not many people in the toilet between classes. Even so, when Wen Xinyan went in, she could still hear a lot of gossip.

Some of the daily complaints are too difficult, too many homework, and the teachers are too unreasonable, some of them are a pair in another class, some of them are about themselves, and most of the rest are about Ji Xiran.

Different from her daily personality who hardly speaks except for doing questions, Ji Xiran is very outgoing. Once in the city, there was an interview specifically for students' grades, but she refused. Ji Xiran was arranged by the principal to use her penetrating tongue When she came to talk and joke with the reporters, her witty and beautiful appearance made many people interested in her.

All of a sudden, in her class, many boys could be seen looking inside after class, most of them were looking for her.

But Miss Ji doesn’t know whether it’s because she abides by the school rules and disciplines and doesn’t want to fall in love, or because she doesn’t like those people. People who have rejected them in the past three years can line up at the west lake of the school from the school gate. Those boys want to pursue what she sent. They were also given to others.

What she still remembers is that on the Christmas day when they were in the first year of senior high school, the famous rich second generation gave her 520 boxes of Dove chocolates.

When Xiangpiaopiao milk tea circled the earth three times, Dove could compete with it even enjoying the name of silky, and because a box of Dove is expensive, it makes girls think that it is a test to see if a boy loves you The standard is to see whether the chocolate he sent you is a non-branded one or Dove's.

I was given 520 boxes of Dove, how enviable and heart-wrenching it is to say it, but Ji Damei’s expression was like swallowing a fly, she stood at the door of the classroom and stared at the big box of chocolates. Eye.

She politely rejected the rich second generation's courtship, but the rich second generation refused to take back the bunch of doves, so Ji Xiran was forced to become Santa Claus, giving every girl who passed by her class They all sent out a box of chocolates.

When she handed the chocolate to her, the chemistry evening self-study had just ended. In order to go home, everyone rushed forward, and after a while, there was no one, only the two of them and the pile of books half-high .

Twenty boxes of chocolates were placed in front of her, causing her to look up from the exercises in surprise.

"It's too cold, do you want to eat a box, eat a box of chocolates to warm your body?" Although Ji Damei has been stuffed with love letters and talked too much, she has a problem. Girls are prone to short-circuiting brains.

When short-circuited, you can say whatever you want without choosing your words.

I don't know how chocolate can warm up the body. Can I melt the chocolate to make a hot chocolate bath and let people soak it?

She wanted to laugh when she heard it, and Ji Damei also felt that she had said something wrong, she stomped her feet in annoyance, and the Northeast dialect she learned from somewhere came out, "Hey, do you want it or not?"

The calories in a box of chocolates definitely exceed the weight represented by 520. It has high calories and a lot of energy. A box of chocolates can hold several bags of boiled noodles. For her at that time, it was definitely the most needed thing.

She accepted the gift with gratitude. When she was dreaming at night, she accidentally dreamed of Ji Xiran. She was dressed in Santa Claus clothes, with a cute red nose on the tip of her nose. She was carrying a large bag of gifts in her hand. She had a box of extra nicely wrapped presents and said to her, "Merry Christmas."

In the days to come, because of this trivial incident, the interactions between her and Miss Ji gradually increased.

But it's just a nod when they meet each other, nothing else can be said.

Later, when she went to the liberal arts class, she could hear more and more news about her from others. No matter whether it was good or bad, she seemed to be bright and flamboyant among the population.

While she was thinking about this while washing her hands, the water almost filled the sink before she knew it. Her deskmate Jiang Chen pushed open the toilet door and came out to see her in a daze, and patted her on the shoulder. Then, sneakily said to her, "Xinyan, did Ji Xiran really ask you out to fight last night? Is it because of her that your grades dropped this time? Is it because you beat her every time?" You killed her, so she has hatred in her heart and deliberately wants to deal with you."

The power of the masses is infinite, the imagination of the masses is endless, and the heart of gossip is inexhaustible.

Wen Xinyan couldn't figure out why she and Ji Xiran became enemies overnight.

"No, we have nothing." She wanted to explain, but God just didn't give people a chance. The moment she was about to speak, there was a "touch", and the toilet door opened, and Ji Xiran and a few classmates stood at the door.

As soon as the two parties collided, it was full of sex.

Jiang Chen has always been a rather imaginative person. Looking at Ji Xiran standing at the door, and Wen Xinyan who was surprised, he felt that the eyes between the two of them were full of crackling sparks.

Are you going to fight?Miss Jiang tremblingly moved to Wen Xinyan's side, secretly thinking in her heart, if Ji Xiran and the two girls next to her were going to pull their hair without saying a word, she had to protect Xinyan well, otherwise she would With Wen Xinyan's weak appearance comparable to that of Daiyu, she was immediately overwhelmed.

God knows that Ji Xiran just wanted to go to the toilet, but who knew that when he opened the door and saw the door god blocking the door, it happened to be another person who was at the center of the rumors.And it is not surprising that the two of them look like they are facing a big enemy.