Actually I am twenty

Jiang Sigui blushed again. Fortunately, it was too hot and no one cared. Jiang Sigui glared at her shyly, which made Zhou Han laugh again, but he didn't say anything to tease her, and the two quickly entered the team. .

The physical education teacher counted the number of people, cleared his throat and said: "The basketball game should start this semester, and your homeroom teacher should notify you, but this time it's a bit different from the past, it's changed to a mixed gender, and at least one of the five people Girls, I see that there are girls in your class who play well, if you want to practice, I will tell you after class, let's end class."

Although the basketball game is enough to excite a few students, it is only a few people's affairs after all. Compared with the basketball game, what attracts more attention is lunch. A group of people rushed to the cafeteria like a swarm, but there are a few students who are exceptions , followed slowly behind.

Jiang Sigui has always been delivered by his mother, but Zhou Han, with the heart of an old aunt, has long since lost the energy to compete with a group of "little kids" for food. He would rather have less leftover food than carry the dinner plate around looking for a seat.

"Are you going to the basketball game?"

"Forget it, it's okay to play blindly, but the competition feels a little troublesome." She counted on the spare time to finish her homework and go home so that she could free up time to write.

Thinking of the miserable life during this period, Zhou Han sighed quietly, feeling that it was really not easy for him.Although the Zhou family is not short of her living expenses, writing can't stop once it touches on it. Before the last brain hole is finished, the next brain hole pops up. I have already enjoyed the pleasure and joy of writing brain holes into stories. Satisfied, she couldn't help it.

"But there shouldn't be a girl in our class who can play better than you, right?" Jiang Sigui, as the class monitor, naturally has to consider the honor of the class, and is going to seriously persuade her: "According to the usual competition time, it should be in the eighth class, so it's not troublesome, right? And even if you don't play, you should go to watch and cheer, you might as well play, right?"

No, spectators can slip, but athletes can't.Zhou Han responded perfunctorily and didn't intend to explain further. Although her tablemate is very nice, the relationship between the two of them is obviously not close enough to tell her that she is writing a novel.

Jiang Si went back to get the lunch from his mother, and Zhou Han went to the cafeteria to pack the lunch and left the cafeteria.She accidentally found a shady place in the back garden of the school. There was no one there at noon, so it would be best to stay by herself.

Concrete shelves are covered with plants, forming a green corridor that blocks the scorching sun from the outside.Although it was a bit cooler, it was not as good as the classrooms and canteens with air-conditioning fans. No one would choose to come here for lunch, which was exactly what Zhou Han didn't want to be among strangers.

She sat on the lukewarm concrete railing, eating greasy food from the cafeteria, which tasted like chewing wax, and every bite was just to fill her empty stomach.It couldn't be more true than to say that eating at school is just to survive.

Outside the corridor is a piece of verdant artificial turf, forming a slope downwards, with a high steel fence at the bottom of the slope, blocking the long railway from the outside.This is the result of urban overexpansion. The railway that was originally on the edge has now become part of the urban area. Fortunately, there are not many trains passing by this railway, and it will not honk on this section of the road, so it is not considered a disturbance.

Her old school also had such a place.Zhou Han stared blankly at the train approaching from afar, with undisguised sadness and loneliness in his eyes.There was still more than half of the food left, and she lost her appetite, so she packed the lunch box and put it aside, looking down at the green turf blankly.

How come she just crossed over?

When she just crossed over, she didn't know how long she stayed at that intersection. She wondered if she would be able to go back if she was hit by a car again?She even wrote a suicide note to prove that she committed suicide, but every time she was either stopped by someone, or the driver stopped the car in time, without giving her the slightest chance.

She searched for her pen name in Jinjiang and Wang Yu's pen name, but Wang Yu's article has not been updated since the day they met, and the message has not been replied.She even waited for a long time and finally waited for the contract website short edited by the previous editor. She found Wang Yu's QQ and sent a tentative message there, but she never got a reply.

She didn't know if the Wang Yu in this world was the Wang Yu in the previous world, whether they were in the same world, what happened to her, or how to live in the future.

After a long time, when beads of sweat covered her forehead again, Zhou Han rubbed her red eyes, held back her tears, and picked up the lunch box to go to the teaching building.Forget it, it's useless for her to struggle anymore, things won't change in the slightest.

When Shen Mizhang came back from lunch, he happened to meet the grade director on the corridor. When the director saw her, he smiled and waved to her, and asked, "Xiao Shen, how is your class doing recently? Are you still busy?"

"Thank you for the director's concern. The students in the class are very good, and the other teachers have also given me a lot of help, so I can get over with it."

Hearing this, the director smiled happily and said, "Haha, that's good. I knew you were fine. How is the girl from the Zhou family? Her mother called me last night to ask about the situation, and I will tell her your phone number." Yes, I will contact you directly in the future."

"Okay, she is the representative of the mathematics class now, very good, don't worry, director, I will pay more attention."

Shen Mizhang smiled lightly, which reassured the director. He patted her on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Yes, for parents, their children are the most important thing. They are busy with work and have no time. We are teachers." Naturally, you should be more considerate and considerate, and care about these students, don’t you think?”

Shen Mizhang still smiled politely on the surface, but he didn't care about it in his heart, and didn't want to waste much time with the grade leader.In her view, the teacher is the classmate who should care about the needs, not the powerful classmate at home.

After the two of them finished talking, they went to the office, and no one noticed the figure standing still at the corner stairs.Zhou Han waited for the two of them to walk into the office before slowly walking towards the classroom. As the person they were talking to just now, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What a good teacher she still thinks of Mr. Shen, but she is here waiting for her.Zhou Han remembered when Shen Mizhang talked to her, and suddenly realized that Shen Mizhang only wanted her to be the class representative, so he first threw out the option of deputy monitor, which she obviously would not accept, and then proposed the class representative. Representing such a less contradictory option, she will naturally obediently take the bait.

Thinking of this, Zhou Han's original affection for Shen Mizhang dropped to zero, and he didn't even want to see her.Neither she nor the original Zhou Han is willing to be a stepping stone for others to climb up.

Zhou Han returned to the classroom with a cold face, and saw that there was a fresh-keeping box on his desk, which contained fresh and juicy mangoes. Without thinking about it, he knew that it was the masterpiece of his sleeping deskmate.The little deskmate thoughtfully reserved an aisle for himself. Zhou Han carefully returned to his seat, and just after sitting down, he saw Jiang Sigui rubbing the pillow he was hugging and waking up leisurely. I bought two boxes, it's too much, I'll give you half."

Zhou Han raised the corners of his lips and said, "Thank you." After speaking, he took the fresh-keeping box and opened it, before disposing of the half box of mangoes.

Jiang Sigui rubbed his eyes, apparently still not awake, and asked in a daze, "Is it delicious? How many can I bring you tomorrow? Someone gave it to me. I've been eating it for several days, and I still have a box for Mi Miss Zhang."

"No, it's rare for you to get it. My family just bought it and haven't finished it yet." Zhou Han gave his deskmate a gentle smile, and selectively ignored the second half of her sentence.

Jiang Sigui looked up at the clock hanging above the blackboard. Class was about to start, and the teacher's lunch break was over. She took out another fresh-keeping box from the belly of the table and got up to leave the classroom.Zhou Han ate the last piece of mango and put the lid on the crisper, feeling depressed as if he was being suppressed by something.

Most of the students in the class like Shen Mizhang. The reason why the class cadres are serious and responsible every day is because Teacher Shen said that she didn’t understand anything when she was the class teacher for the first time. They wanted to help Teacher Shen as much as possible, but who I don't know what kind of person Shen Mizhang is who is loved by teachers and students.

Zhou Han labeled Shen Mizhang a scheming bitch, and when he thought about how much he liked her before, he felt panicked, and he couldn't be her class representative any more in the next semester.

The little tablemate happily came back with a bunch of snacks, gave some to Zhou Han, and said with a smile, "Sister Mi Zhang gave it to me and said she likes it very much. Thank you for my mangoes. Sure enough, she has the prettiest smile."

Zhou Han sighed silently in her heart, and she couldn't blame these children for being taken aback by Shen Mizhang. After all, if she hadn't heard that before, she would also think that Teacher Shen is very good.Zhou Han pushed the pile of snacks over, got up and said, "Eat it, I'll get homework."

Jiang Sigui watched her walk away, and then looked at the innocent snacks on the table, why did he always feel that they were disgusted by his tablemate?

Zhou Han entered the office and went to Shen Mizhang's desk, without looking at her, he just said, "Teacher, I'm here to get today's homework."

"Yes, I'll make half a test paper today." As he spoke, Shen Mizhang took out a stack of test papers from the drawer and handed them to her, seeing her complexion, he asked again: "What's wrong? You look a little unhappy? "

"No, I just woke up." Zhou Han didn't want to say much, picked up the paper, turned around and left, and suddenly saw that the teacher next to him was holding the mango that Jiang Sigui had just excitedly sent over.

...Didn't you say you like it very much?She hates people borrowing flowers and presenting Buddhas the most. Students from other people give you things with good intentions, and then give them to others, and they still look very happy, which is really hypocritical.

Zhou Han twitched his mouth in disdain, and walked out of the office quickly, labeling Shen Mizhang as a hypocrite by the way.Once she hates a person in her heart, no matter how much Shen Mizhang spends, she can't make up for it. Zhou Han only thinks that he will stay far away from Shen Mizhang in the future, and the hypocritical scheming bitch will feel wronged if he takes a second look.

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