Pick up a zombie and raise it together

The grade director was finally willing to leave the window of their senior two and five classes.

Seeing him leave, Zhang Cheng sat down on the seat that Jiang Yibin moved, full of injustice, this group of heartless people, who is the teacher who worked so hard to teach them!

I slid the stool back, turned around and wrote the title of the first poem on the blackboard, and when I turned around again, there was a bread and a bottle of Nutrition Express on the podium, and the students below were carrying Smiling faces looked at him.

Zhang Cheng immediately let out a sigh of relief, well, these little bastards still have a conscience at some point.

After class, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, the grade director wasn't so shameless this time, and didn't bother about him being late for 10 minutes, otherwise he really wanted to slap his hands and feet on his desk and demand medical expenses from him.

There were only these two classes today. Zhang Cheng went back to the office, ate the bread and drank the yoghurt. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he talked to Liu Jian and prepared to go back.

Anyway, he was injured, and the spirit of going to class while sick was already impressive, so he had to give others the opportunity to perform.

He limped out of the office door and met Li Xiao.

Because of Liu Jian's relationship, Zhang Cheng and Li Xiao were quite familiar. Sure enough, when Li Xiao saw him, he asked in surprise, "Zhang Cheng? What's wrong with you?"

Thinking of Li Xiao's identity, Zhang Cheng was afraid that she would see something, so he hid his hands back unnaturally: "It's nothing, nothing, I accidentally sprained my foot."

"Why are you so stupid!" Li Xiao's personality has always been carefree, and he speaks straightforwardly. Speaking of which, he and Liu Jian really complement each other.

Zhang Cheng smiled guilty, and hastily changed the subject: "What? You came to see Liu Jian? You have to go on a date soon?"

Li Xiao's face was a little red when he said it: "What, I came here because of something!"

"Then I won't bother you, I'll go back first, bye!" Seeing that he had found a chance to escape, Zhang Cheng hurriedly waved at her, "See you next time!"

But as soon as he raised his hand, Zhang Cheng had the urge to throw himself into outer space.

He is wearing a casual hoodie today, and the cuffs are quite loose. When he raises his hands, he rolls them down, revealing the marks on his wrists.

The expression on Li Xiao's face was really strange, Zhang Cheng quickly put down his hand: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Wait a minute..." Li Xiao moved closer to him.

"Well, I have something urgent, you should go to Liu Jian quickly, be careful that he is waiting." Zhang Cheng panicked, ignoring the pain in his feet, and went down the stairs in three steps at a time.

It was only when I got downstairs that I was a little annoyed at my recklessness.

This picture of a guilty conscience is probably more suspicious, right?

Besides, even if Liu Jian said not to tell anyone else, but in terms of Li Xiao's relationship with him... it shouldn't be someone else, right?

It doesn't matter that he bumped into a ghost, but he really doesn't want others to know that Xiao Shi can fly.

In case it reaches the ears of someone with a heart, he doesn't know if he has the ability to protect him.

Speaking of it, apart from the trait of "can bump ghosts", he is just a real ordinary person.

Probably Xiao Yang's role will be much greater than him by then.

I don't know why, although that guy has a dead expression on his face all day long, but Zhang Cheng can't help feeling that he is actually a very reliable person.

The author has something to say: I haven't updated it in two days. Although it was updated today, the weight is not enough, and it is still a bland and excessive chapter.

Dasu solemnly apologizes to everyone today!

But I really have my own problems...

In other words, I used to use my brother’s computer in this house for coding during the day

Now I have a day shift during the day, so I have to use my laptop with no internet connection

And the laptop will be taken by my brother to play games during the day (too unprofessional-_-|||……

I always asked him to bring it back to me at night

But on Monday he still forgot about ORZ...

There is no computer on Monday, so there is no update on Tuesday.

Now the kindergarten is still bullying me, the new intern teacher, and asked me to pick up the students with the car

I have to go to the kindergarten at [-]:[-] in the morning, and I can send the students back around [-]:[-] in the evening

So, as soon as I got home, I threw myself on the computer!

I guess I will live such a miserable life in the future...

Yesterday when I coded until twelve o'clock, I slept for five hours! ! !

I have to watch the children for a day during the day, and I take naps on the children's beds, and I was caught by the inspector

My history of blood and tears... I have written so much and I haven't finished it...

So please forgive me for my update speed...

After finishing writing yesterday, I didn’t even have the strength to take the notebook to the table, so I just slept with it all night~~~~(>_<)~~~~

18. The Difficulty of a Small World ([-])

18. The Difficulty of a Small World ([-])...

Zhang Cheng didn't have the key to Bai Wuyang's house, so when he reached the door, he rang the doorbell obediently.

But after pressing several times in a row, there was still no movement inside the door.

"Xiao Yang...Xiao Shi!" Zhang Cheng tried to shout twice, but there was still no sound coming from the heavy anti-theft door.

Are the two of them still interested in traveling together?Zhang Cheng thought of the scene where the pink little Shi was laughing and shopping in Bai Wuyang's arms, and suddenly felt a group of black crows flying over his head...

But in any case, it is certain that I made a fool of myself.Zhang Cheng resigned himself to waiting at the door, and because his ankle was still aching, he sat down on the floor.Fortunately, people who go up and down the stairs usually take the elevator, otherwise he looks a bit like a burglar waiting for an opportunity to commit a crime.

Zhang Cheng didn't see Bai Wuyang's figure appearing from the safety stairs until the flowers were almost sitting on his buttocks, he quickly stood up from the ground, and asked a little strangely, "Where is Xiaoshi?"

Bai Wuyang stood still in front of him, and replied slowly: "It's inside."

"Inside? I just knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't make a sound! Is something wrong?" Zhang Cheng's sense of crisis is very high now, and he immediately grabbed his arm nervously, "Hurry up and open the door to see look!"

Bai Wuyang passed him, took the key to open the door, and Zhang Cheng, who was ready to rush in, immediately froze in place - the kid Yan Lingshi was sitting on the ground at the door, fiddling with something in his hand... It seemed to be Something called a doorbell.

Zhang Cheng was full of sadness: "Xiaoshi! Why did you take down the doorbell?!"

When Yan Lingshi saw them coming in, he immediately stood up and threw himself into Zhang Cheng's arms, "Uncle!"

Zhang Cheng snorted and pulled his hand down: "It's useless to be cute today! Why didn't I open the door when I rang the doorbell just now?! I even took down the doorbell!"

Yan Lingshi looked at him innocently: "Doorbell? Is it this?" He said, and moved the black box, which had been dismantled to pieces, with all the batteries exposed, in front of Zhang Cheng. Liaoyuan: "Uncle, there's a ghost inside! I just heard someone playing the piano inside!"

Zhang Cheng: "..."

Well, he was wrong, he shouldn't have too high expectations for a four-year-old doll who traveled from ancient times.

"I'm sorry, this happened on the first day." Zhang Cheng said to Bai Wuyang next to him, who had already consciously regarded Xiaoshi as his own responsibility.

Bai Wuyang shook his head: "Anyway, that thing is useless."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Cheng, and there was a key lying quietly in the wide palm.

It seems that this guy is actually quite careful, Zhang Cheng took it over flattered, and quickly thanked: "That...thanks."

Of course, Bai Wuyang would not say "you're welcome" to him again, and then slowly took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written a string of numbers that looked like a mobile phone number: "I Yes, write it down."

"Huh? Don't you have a mobile phone?" Zhang Cheng opened his mouth in astonishment.

Bai Wuyang glanced at him: "I just bought it."

Zhang Cheng suddenly ran away. He didn't expect that he would buy a mobile phone, but is this guy worthy of looking at him like an idiot?Is it worth it?

But no matter how turbulent his heart was, Zhang Cheng didn't dare to show it in front of this calm facial paralysis, and could only silently shed tears in his heart.

A promising young man with such a beautiful and noble personality should live with a gentle and refined gentleman like Liu Jian.

Followed by facial paralysis, sooner or later he will be completely paralyzed.

With tears in his eyes, he saved Bai Wuyang's mobile phone number in the address book, dialed another number, and told him his own number. Zhang Cheng decided once again that he must eat more and talk less in front of this guy!

Apart from the bed and a small wardrobe in the empty room, the most conspicuous thing is the large blackout gray curtains.

It was only after one o'clock in the afternoon, and the curtains in Bai Wuyang's room were drawn tightly, and the whole room could not see a ray of light, it looked like a cloudy evening.

Bai Wuyang was half lying on the bed, fiddling with the newly bought mobile phone for a while, but he didn't know where his mind was drifting.

"Not bad, I'm more and more able to adapt to the current life." A joking voice came, and the figure in black robe appeared beside his bed again.

When Bai Wuyang heard him talking, he put his phone beside the bed, and looked at him with a trace of anxiety: "Any news?"

There was still a vague smile on the man's face, but when he heard him ask this question, the smile suddenly subsided: "There is, but I don't know if it is good news or bad news."

Bai Wuyang's hands subconsciously gathered into fists