When the fierce and foolish meet the pure fishing system

Sure enough, Jiang Lan came in a short while. In order not to let Jiang Lan sit on the side alone, Fang Ziyin got up to make room for Jiang Lan, let Jiang Lan sit next to Yang Jingcheng, and then sat on the side by himself.

As soon as Jiang Lan sat down, she shouted that she was thirsty, and said that she came here by trotting all the way.

Yang Jingcheng poured water for her a little helplessly, and then patted her on the back to comfort her.

He Feng wanted to laugh a little, reached out and flicked Jiang Lan's forehead, and said, "What did that idiot ask you to do?" Of course that idiot was referring to Zhao Wen.

While Jiang Lan was drinking water, she raised her head and stared at him, and waited until the glass of water was finished and put it on the table before telling everyone, "I want to tell you something, don't tell anyone else."

Everyone pretended to be listening.

Jiang Lan leaned forward, knocking on the table with one hand, a little mysterious, she said in a low voice, "When I was helping Zhao Wen sort out the papers just now, I heard him and Teacher Zhang at the opposite table talking about the holiday next week."

Fang Ziyin exclaimed, moved closer, and confirmed in a low voice: "A holiday? Is there a holiday recently?"

Luo Yunting was a little puzzled: "Normally, there is no holiday at the beginning of December. There will be a day off until New Year's Day, and there will be three days in a row on the weekend."

Yang Jingcheng laughed at Jiang Lan: "Did you get it wrong again this time? You got this kind of thing wrong before, not once or twice."

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Hearing what Yang Jingcheng said, He Feng also remembered the oolong that Jiang Lan made before.

One afternoon, he was lying on the table, the sun was shining on his eyelids, he was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep—then he was suddenly woken up by a strong slap, his whole body was startled, his body jerked, Physiologically, he pushed the table halfway forward, successfully pinching Wei Mio in the front seat between a small gap.Wei Mi dared not speak out, and silently pushed his desk back, leaving a living space for himself.

He hadn't reacted at that time, and after being stunned for a moment, he turned his head to see who was patting him.

Subconsciously, he already felt that it was either Li Yihuan or Jiang Lan.

As expected, it was Jiang Lan's mentally handicapped person.

He Feng was a little angry, and opened his mouth to scold her: "Jiang Lan, you are fucking sick, I'm satisfied if you scare me to death?" Jiang Lan didn't care about his anger at all, she knew he wouldn't treat her Really angry, so the attitude towards him became more casual and unscrupulous.

She excitedly pinned him to the corner, stopped his arm that was about to struggle, and whispered in his ear: "Young Master, I have something very important to tell you."

Jiang Lan was small and weak, so he couldn't stop He Feng at all, but he didn't resist much, wanting to see what she was going to do.

He whispered, "What's the matter?"

She said quietly: "I heard that this weekend is from Friday night to Sunday night, and I only go to school on Monday!"

He Feng was naive at that time, thinking that Jiang Lan was a reliable person, but it turned out that he was wrong. Jiang Lan's gossip was not only inaccurate, but it was the opposite of the truth. He had to make up lessons that weekend, and he didn't even have a day off. Let alone an extra day off.

This was just one of them, and later Yang Jingcheng was also fooled by her.This guy didn't know where he heard the news about the holiday. It seemed that it was a top-secret news told to her by a classmate in another class, saying that the school was going to have a holiday again for the 50th anniversary celebration.It is said that Yang Jingcheng and her had already planned where they would go on vacation, but in the end there was no vacation at all. The so-called celebration was nothing more than asking everyone to carry stools to the playground to stop for a few speeches during the exercise between classes. , and then went back to the class to continue the class.

After that, when Jiang Lan told them gossip, everyone didn't believe it at all, because everyone knew that the gossip that Jiang Lan heard was probably false, and what's more, it might be just the opposite .

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This time, as soon as Jiang Lan came in, he said that he would have a holiday next week. Fang Ziyin and Luo Yunting were still considering whether it was true, but He Feng and Yang Jingcheng knew that it was [-]% false again without even thinking about it.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe her, Jiang Lan said anxiously, "It's true, I didn't lie to you! If I don't have a holiday, I'll eat this table!" She pointed at the table in front of everyone with a vow. table, but stared at He Feng.

He Feng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "That's it, if it's a holiday, I'll eat this table!"

Jiang Lan slapped the table and glared at him: "It's a deal!"

Yang Jingcheng rested his forehead on the side, looking back and forth between him and Jiang Lan, sweeping back and forth between the two of them, and said with a trace of disgust in his tone, "Did this table invite you or did you provoke you?"

Fang Ziyin expressed his interest, and immediately said that if the boss asked them to pay for the table, he was willing to help them pay.Luo Yunting smiled and said nothing, just nodded in agreement with Fang Ziyin.

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The holiday and eating at the table were temporarily put aside, Yang Jingcheng said to order first.

He Feng threw his menu from Luo Yunting to Jiang Lan, and Jiang Lan asked, "What are you looking at?"

He pointed to Luo Yunting with a smile, and said, "He will help me."

After saying this, his eyes did not move away from Jiang Lan's face, but looked at Jiang Lan's expression.Sure enough, there was a bit of surprise in her eyes, and a look that he couldn't understand, but she quickly covered it up, and then looked at the menu carelessly, muttering to herself while flipping through: "This is not edible. But, I haven't eaten this before... Wanqing said this is delicious..."

He also lowered his gaze.what is he doing?He did it on purpose, to show Jiang Lan, but he didn't want to hurt her, but he did it on purpose.

Luo Yunting asked He Feng what to drink, he said it was fine, Luo Yunting said: "Then I will order whatever I want."

He nodded, feeling that Jiang Lan was looking at him and Luo Yunting.

After ordering, everyone was chatting, and after a while, the drinks were served first.What Luo Yunting ordered for him was a cup of honey chrysanthemum tea, and his own was a cup of hot orange juice.

He Feng watched Luo Yunting pick up the quilt, took a sip, then looked at this person and said, "I want to drink yours too." Luo Yunting was startled, hesitated for a moment, and handed his cup to him. come over.He didn't reach out to take it, just took Luo Yunting's hand, and took a sip from the rim of the cup that this man drank just now - when drinking, he lowered his eyes and could see the wet mark left by Luo Yunting's lips .

Luo Yunting was at a loss, He Feng glanced at him after drinking, with a smile in his eyes.

Luo Yunting put down the cup, a little afraid to look into his eyes, let alone raise his head to look at Jiang Lan, Fang Ziyin and the others.

At this moment, He Feng noticed that Jiang Lan kept drinking her drink with her head down, without looking up.

He suddenly felt cruel.Why did he do this?Why would he hurt such a girl who simply liked him?

He couldn't figure out his own heart - did he want to make Jiang Lan give up?Maybe he hoped so, but his actions, the intimacy he showed towards Luo Yunting was not because of this reason; he really wanted to get close to Luo Yunting, but he obviously could choose to make Jiang Lan not so uncomfortable The comfortable way, he could obviously choose a gentler and more subtle way, but he chose the most direct way that hurt her the most, hurt her the most.

He is so bad.He suddenly hated himself a little bit.

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When they were halfway through eating, Fang Ziyin suddenly received a text message—from Gao Qin, the second class teacher.

After reading the content of the text message, Fang Ziyin suddenly raised his head to look at He Feng, with a strange smile in his eyes.

He Feng was eating, and was reaching out to pick up the vegetables in Luo Yunting's bowl. When he looked up, he suddenly saw Fang Ziyin's eyes, and he felt a chill, "...just say something, don't look at me like this, it's disgusting..." He glared at Fang Ziyin.

Everyone looked at him, and then at Fang Ziyin.

Fang Ziyin's voice seemed to be trying to suppress a smile, and he suppressed a smile, "He Feng, eat less at this time."

He Feng's movements stopped, and he looked at Fang Ziyin with a confused face, "What's wrong?"

"Keep some stomach, we'll have to eat at the table later! Hahahahaha..." Fang Ziyin's laughter wished he could knock the roof off, it was too much.

Yang Jingcheng reacted for a second, then understood: "Is there really going to be a holiday next week?!"

Jiang Lan didn't see the disappointment just now, but became active and excited, shouting: "What did I say? What did I say? I said that next week will be a holiday, you still don't believe it!"

Luo Yunting also laughed softly, and asked Fang Ziyin: "Did Gao Qin say the reason for the holiday?"

"Next weekend, there will be an exam outside the school that will use our school's venue. It is impossible for the school to let the senior two and senior three move their seats, so they can only give the senior one a holiday. We should have weekends, but the school changed the weekends to Single break, that's why I had a collision with off-campus adult exams." Fang Ziyin explained.

Now there are smiles on everyone's faces, only He Feng's face is stiff, he doesn't say a word, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

Yang Jingcheng took the lead in booing: "Eat the table! Eat the table! Eat the table..." shouted and clapped his hands.Fang Ziyin immediately followed suit and slapped the table.Jiang Lan made the most noise, the loudest, and she was waving her arms - He Feng had a feeling that she was retaliating for the cruel behavior he had done to her just now.

He looked pitifully at Luo Yunting, but Luo Yunting only took a sip of his drink quietly, ignoring his eyes asking for help.

So, what should he do now?In front of them, chewing on the table in front of them?

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