The two souls wear the same person + side story

Before she knew it, the teacher changed the seat for someone.

She hated that she was not good enough in imitating Zhang Xu, which made the teacher think that she was really hiding and ready to go.

Suddenly the ugly chicken turned into a phoenix and flew under the nose of the teacher, where he could see all the small movements. Shang Yi spent his whole life to understand the art of performing arts, thinking of himself as Zhang Xu himself.

The little girl at the same table is fighting in class like a battlefield, her waist is straight, she is holding a pen in her right hand and struggling desperately with the teacher's speaking speed on the paper. Shit, I’m so pissed off.” All these words were jotted down.She caught a glimpse of the thick callus on the little girl's middle finger holding the pen, and lamented the hard work of studying.

She languished in her seat for two classes, and was called up to solve Xiao Ming's problem of letting water in and filling her head, and was dragged up by the teacher to read the first page of the vocabulary list during self-study.

With three points of calmness and seven points of coldness, Shang Yibing came to cover up the water and earth, just passed by and had nothing to do, Xu Wanqing, who was on duty last time, didn't act like a monster, and came to him for no major incidents.

When she took out a yellow novel from her schoolbag, this calmness was like a firework blowing her mind into a mess.

Who put this in?

Zhang Xu?Xu Wanqing?

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xu did not have the guts.

She just took it out, and the deskmate seemed to have installed some kind of anti-huang áng radar, turned her head and screamed: "Didn't you say that you were snatched by a boy this morning? Why are you secretly watching, I want to sue the teacher!"

It really was Xu Wanqing.

It turned out to be Xu Wanqing?

Although Xu Wanqing is neurotic, Shang Yi doesn't have a bad impression of her. Although she knows people and faces but doesn't know her heart, Shang Yi doesn't know what she looks like, so he imagines the image of a boudoir and resentful girl who has been poisoned by feudal dross.

Unexpectedly, it was still rough and unrestrained.

The same tablemate is very active, and if he says to sue the teacher, he will sue the teacher, and with one gesture of his hand, his strength can fill the sky: "Teacher!"

Shang Yun, the merchant's philistine, quickly appeared: "If you don't tell the teacher, I will treat you to crispy noodles."

The teacher raised his head: "What's wrong?"

The deskmate said: "I can memorize page 39 after practicing."

As expected of the squad leader, adapt to changing circumstances.

After class, Shang Yi took out the change and invited the little girl to eat crispy noodles, but the school rules forbid children to eat such snacks, the two of them compared to the grandma outside for a long time against the railing.

"Grandma, we want a little raccoon!"

"What? Tang monk meat? Okay, this spicy strip is delicious." Grandma handed the spicy strip.

Shang Yi thinks that Grandma is not deaf at all, she just wants to take the opportunity to sell more, so as to attract merchants.

Spicy strips, dry crispy noodles, and bubble gum, carrying a bag, Shang Yi handed it over, Zhang Xu’s parents left their wages before they died, and Zhang Xu’s uncle had a conscience and didn’t go out of business, so he still had money to buy snacks.But Shang Yi still wrote down Zhang Xu's bank card number afterwards, and asked the old boy to quietly deposit a few small sums of money as compensation for his generosity.

Fooled the class monitor, but the book was still there, Shang Yi took a second look, it was too vulgar to describe, full of masculine fantasies, and full of unscientific gestures.

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She is not an ancient person, and reading yellow books will not be labeled as a feudal legacy, no matter how she thinks about Xu Wanqing, she finds it incredible.

The bookstores in the county are full of boring teaching materials and romance novels, not what she needs.

Finally found a copy of "Jin Ping Mei" in traditional Chinese, which seemed to fit Xu Wanqing's tonality, so she took advantage of the trend to eliminate the book "The Flower Picker".

But this book is not full of all kinds of erotic words as the outside world thinks, it is more trivial, but she still throws it into the schoolbag because of its reputation.

In order to impress herself, she deliberately read "Three Hundred Tang Poems" written in small characters.Xu Wanqing's good literary quality is shown between the lines.

So no matter what, we should correct Xu Wanqing's aesthetics in reading such novels.

Since confronting Xu Wanqing's soul, Shang Yi pays more attention to this person.

If it's really crazy, does she have to take some measures to solve the problem?

When she opened the door and entered the house, holding firewood and preparing to light the kang, she saw a piece of paper hanging on the drying rack at the top of the kang.

A portrait, signed Lei Feng.

The portrait looks like myself from left to right.

She came back to herself suddenly, and the firewood she was carrying dropped to the ground.

Is there anyone in China who doesn't know Lei Feng?

He knows so many characters and has a lot of research on poetry and songs, but he doesn't know who Lei Feng is?

Seeing the role model's name hanging under her charming smiling face, she had a headache and tore off the word Lei Feng and threw it into the pyre.

She sat on the cold kang for a long time.

It is also because Shang Yi dares to think that ordinary people dare not think that he can achieve this achievement until now.

Maybe this Xu Wanqing is... an ancient female ghost?

What did the female ghost paint her for?

I am too fierce, do I have a grudge?

She stood up in a hurry, set fire to the painting, took out Zhang Xu's phone, but couldn't remember the ugly boy's name.

Taking advantage of the night, I went out of the room like a thief, took some money and went out, took the latest bus to the city, and after a few trips, I finally saw the ugly boy and the old girl.

She doesn't talk about feudal superstition, and she is very materialistic, but after experiencing such a soul-wearing thing, no matter how hard she is, she is scared at this time.

"Am I still alive?"

Ugly boy: "..."

Shang Yi rushed to pull the two of them away.

On the bed, I was peacefully on the bed like a princess whose hands were tied by a spindle, and the quilt was tightly covered.