Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Zhao Jingming, who was sitting by the side, watched his brother Ye's calm and coquettish operation, and laughed until he hit the table, don't provoke Song Ye if he provokes anyone.

Even number three laughed, "Who made you roar so loudly just now, did you want to scare someone to death?"

No. [-] touched his face, and shouted very quickly with no expression on his face: "Grandpa, grandpa."

Song Ye fulfilled his promise to save people, and No. [-] got up, "Give me a big bag."

He didn't believe that Song Ye still had bandages.

Song Ye ignored him, turned around and got into the car, and hurriedly called out, "Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa."

This time he went all out, No. [-] not only increased the number of times on his own, but also sang it too smoothly.

Song Ye's hands were stiff, he opened his backpack and dropped the medicine, and drove away in the car.

"Grandpa, wait for me..."

On the [-]st, seeing him becoming angry from embarrassment, he screamed even more joyfully, and when he looked down at the medicine on the ground, his smile froze——

God damn it's another 10 bandages.

"On the [-]th, do you wholesale bandages?"

Song Ye didn't respond to his roar, but called two other teammates. Before he could be happy, they got out of the car and circled around him a few times.

"Tsk tsk, it's too embarrassing and miserable!"

"Without guns and medicine, it's not easy to survive this life!"

"I was chased by poison, thanks to my wild brother."

Number one: "..."

If it wasn't for No. [-], he would have searched the housing area long ago and would be so rich, okay?Do you still need to use bandages all the time?

He was so angry that he threw the bandage in his hand, and said to No. [-]: "Give me some bags!"

No. [-] originally planned to share half of the supplies with him, but after the division, Zhao Jingming drove the car, and they went to meet Song Ye.

Entering the final round, No. [-] decided to show off his shame, get out of the car and find a place to lie down first, he has a big sniper on his back, no one can try to grab the head with him.

Song Ye was in the grass opposite him, and saw the grass move, and then a throwing object came towards No. [-]——

No. [-] brain hadn't realized that the body had already moved, but it was a pity that no matter how fast it was, it couldn't be faster than the instant thunderbolt, and it was immediately blown into a box.

"What the hell are you doing!!!"

No. [-] roared, all the facial features on his face were full of anger.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him. Zhao Jingming and Zhao Jingming were busy fighting. They came too late, and the good location of the finals circle was occupied. A car drove in brightly. Could it not be the target of public criticism?

Number one jumped off the car early, and there happened to be a poisonous wolf at the place where he quickly climbed down. If Song Ye hadn't thrown the thunder, he would have been killed by the poisonous wolf first. This is because number one calmed down and saw the box next to his body knew.

But Zhao Jingming and Zhao Jingming were not much better. They couldn't hold back the flames of the war. Now it was easier for Song Ye, who had been observing silently, to remember everyone's position and break down one by one.

"Eat chicken?!"

Zhao Jingming finally believed that his wild brother's technique Thief 6 was able to lead them to lie down.

The other two didn't look well, and the ones who scored were lost instead. They mocked Song Wild Vegetable Chicken at the beginning, but they were slapped in the face step by step.

The actual level of No. [-] has not been displayed, and he is not convinced: "One more!"

Song Ye retreated to the hall, "That's the end of our ancestry."

"..." Not forgetting to hurt him at this moment, No. [-] suddenly thought of something and smiled, "Noye? Xiaoye?"

Song Ye directly kicked him out of the team.

Zhao Jingming pulled him several times in double row, and it was already dark when it was over.Zhao Jingmo was so hungry that he asked his boss to order takeaway.

"how much is it?"

Zhao Jingming clicked on his mobile phone to scan the QR code, turned around and saw Song Ye staring at the errand brother's mobile phone in a daze, "Brother Ye?"

"Don't you need to add friends?" Song Ye asked.

"Ah, to add friends, just scan the payment code. I don't know if you don't use it often, Brother Ye. In fact, this thing is very convenient, and you can't use the card for small amounts..."

Zhao Jingming was still talking, but Song Ye kept echoing that sentence in his mind - just scan the payment code.

can.

can.

So why didn't Pei Hanmo remind him?

People who work part-time have no reason not to know this, so is it on purpose?

Watching him laugh on purpose?

In the beginning, Song Ye bought a bunch of study materials to repay favors in order not to transfer money from being friends, but today he acted stupidly in front of Pei Hanmo and asked to be friends.

Song Ye slapped the table angrily, and he knew that Pei was not as kind as he looked!

Zhao Jingming was taken aback, Brother Ye was not angry no matter how he was provoked in the game just now, why is he angry now?

The next day, Zhao Jingming entered the classroom with a yawn and didn't realize until the end of a class—Brother Ye skipped class?

Didn't even notify him?

Not enough bro!

Zhao Jingming had no intention of going to class (sleeping in the classroom), and was caught by Lao Wang as soon as he slipped out of the classroom.

Unfortunately, when Old Wang was in a bad mood, Zhao Jingming just stood in the corridor with a book and listened to what Old Wang was saying.

Early in the morning, when Lao Wang was eating breakfast in the office, he was stimulated by the cheerful teacher Yuan, and was forced to listen to her with a stiff smile on his face. The grades of the first class have dropped this time. I don’t know why. Learn from Lao Wang how to motivate grades Falling students.

Lao Wang smiled on the surface and complained in his heart, the top ten and five of the grades are in your class, you still want to ask me?Show it off!

In fact, when the class was divided in the first place, it was not divided according to the grades. Classes 25 to 25 were randomly assigned. It happened that the first and second graders were assigned to the same class, and the bottom one and two grades were in the [-]th class. They relied on their own strength. The average score of the whole class is high, but what about his class, Lao Wang's heart aches when he thinks about it.

Lao Wang hated to educate Zhao Jingming with iron and iron, and when he saw him bow his head and reflect on his good attitude, he calmed down, unlike Song Ye who not only had poor grades and did not study, but also did not know how to repent, and would even talk back when he was taught, which would probably blow him up.

"By the way, where is Song Ye?"

Zhao Jingming was drowsy at first, but suddenly woke up when he heard the words, "Ah! He, he went to the bathroom!"

Old Dynasty slapped him on the back, and said with a tiger face, "Nonsense, I just came out of the toilet."

Zhao Jingming hid in the sidelines and felt aggrieved, "That's when I went to the infirmary. Brother Ye just said that he had a headache..."

He didn't know if Song Ye had a headache or not, he only knew that his back was hurting.

Old Wang sneered as he continued to edit, and finally dropped a sentence: "Come to my office to write a review."

Zhao Jingming was very wronged: "Why? I didn't skip class!"

"Attempt to skip class."

"..."

Song family.

The butler went upstairs, knocked on the door, and said, "Young master, it's time to get up. The elder master said that if you don't go to school, your pocket money for this month will be cut off."

After a while, the voice coming out of the door was irritated, "Got it."

As soon as Young Master Song went on a business trip, Song Ye let himself go and didn't even go to school.The only thing that forgot that Old Wang could contact his brother directly was really a mistake.

Song Ye's delicate little face was full of displeasure. When Dahei rushed forward, he not only didn't smooth his hair, but also pushed him away cruelly. The big Samoyed pulled his legs and acted like a baby.

The butler smiled and said, "Be good, Dahei, my brother is going to school, and I will play with you when I come back."

Song Ye glanced at it, "I won't play with it when I come back."

Dahei made more trouble.

"Young master, remember to drink milk." The butler hugged Dahei away, and watched the young master obediently carrying the milk and going out with relief.

As soon as Song Ye arrived in the classroom, he was told to go to Lao Wang's office.

"..."

He didn't even enter the classroom, and turned around to leave. When he reached the door of the office, he heard a familiar voice inside.

"Don't hide it from me, why didn't Song Ye come to class? Did he go to fight again? Why didn't you call me?"

No need to look, it was definitely Meng Jia's voice, and Song Ye felt that she had become obsessed with fighting.

Zhao Jingming didn't have the usual love and care. Seeing Meng Jia was like seeing a dominatrix, and he avoided it for fear of being late. He grabbed the half-written self-criticism and retreated to the corner, weak, pitiful and helpless.

"I don't know where Brother Ye is! Don't ask me, and Brother Ye doesn't like to fight, you can find someone else... Yes, those sports students like to fight very much, Cheng Jiemao and the others..."

Meng Jia: "No, Cheng Jiemao is too crispy, it will fall if touched."

"..." So you know.

Zhao Jingming struggled to death: "Then there are others, there are those who can fight..."

"No, they are not as good-looking as Song Ye."

Zhao Jingming had nothing to say for a while, and finally understood why he was unworthy of pursuing for so long.

Now I am glad that I am ugly and unworthy.

As soon as Song Ye walked in, Zhao Jingming shouted: "Brother Ye! You are finally here!"

Meng Jia rushed over, looked up and down and said regretfully, "You really didn't fight?"

Zhao Jingming pressed from behind in a low voice: "I've told you all and still don't believe me..."

"What?"

The teachers in the office were not there, no wonder they were quarreling and no one cared about them. Song Ye pulled Lao Wang's chair and sat down, and found a blank piece of paper.

"I heard that you didn't come to class, so I wanted to ask if you went to fight again." Meng Jia followed him, and sat on the table with one hand pressing down on her skirt, with a small waist just in front of Song Ye, her eyes swaying pain.

"You have a really sharp nose," Song Ye was speechless, "Can you pay attention to your image?"

Meng Jia didn't care, "You don't like me anyway."

The only person who liked her was hiding away at this time.

Don't worry about your image in front of people you don't like.

Song Ye really convinced her brain circuit, "Your old man is blocking my sight."

Meng Jia looked to the left, picked up the pen holder and asked, "Do you want this?"

Song Ye nodded and stretched out his hand.

Meng Jia raised her head suddenly, and slyly said: "I, no, give it!"

"..."

Song Ye didn't know what this aunt was going to play, and was about to withdraw her hand and borrow one from another teacher's desk, when she heard a voice.

"What are you doing?"

Fast and cold.

Meng Jia trembled inexplicably.

I saw Pei Hanmo standing at the door holding a pile of homework, and Sen looked at Song Ye and Meng Jia with a cold face.

In Pei Hanmo's eyes, their posture at this time was that Song Ye was holding Meng Jia's waist with one hand, and Meng Jia almost fell into his arms with a charming smile.

"Don't you guys care about the occasion when you fight?"

"You don't pay attention to your image in the office, are you more presumptuous in other places?"

Song Ye was dumbfounded by what he said, what presumptuousness?

Is he also presumptuous with a pen?

Meng Jia jumped off the table, tugged at the hem of her skirt, and asked in a low voice, "Can you not tell the teacher?"

The chill came over Pei Hanmo's body suddenly, as if he was in an extremely cold area, it was icy cold to the bone.

The author has something to say: Song Ye: Why can't I understand what they are talking about?

Pei Hanmo: Stay away from her.