There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the fortieth piece: (6)

"...Don't let me go." Han Shuanglu pouted, without knowing that he was acting like a baby. "You can obviously test for higher scores, why do you have to let me? And, if you let me, I have no goal to pursue."

Linglong raised an index finger and shook it: "The full score in the test is not interesting, so that's good, you also work hard to get the full score, there will be no problem with me."

Han Shuanglu looked at him, always feeling that her own family might seem to be...wrapped into a strange circle, and she also felt that this strange circle was justified and convincing.

Sure enough, after hitting this, he was as high as her in the exam every time. Maybe the wrong questions were different, but the points he lost were absolutely not bad at all.

She really convinced him, how did she do it?

However, in order not to drag her back, she worked harder in studying, not wasting a minute and a second, plus she was smart, and Linglong was an invincible external tutor. It was really a blast, and then later, when she looked back, Han Shuanglu didn’t Knowing how I failed to test those people ahead of me, now the two of them have been separated from the third place by dozens of them!

It is worth mentioning that the monitor is the eternal third.

It may be that Han Shuanglu’s grades are skyrocketing. He has always gritted his teeth for the class monitor who is comfortable with learning. It is said that the violin class has not been taken and changed to tutoring. However, no matter how he makes up, it will be useless. The gap is the gap. The limit of the human brain is there, and it cannot be compared with the dragon and Han Shuanglu who drank the water of the barren sea.

By the end of the semester, after half a year, Linglong's height was successfully fixed at 1.87 meters. He originally wanted to grow taller, but since Han Shuanglu did not improve the space and stay at 1.68 meters, he barely managed to maintain this height.

After each exam, they sat in their original positions, exquisitely sitting against the wall. Although they were tall, they did not obstruct the vision of the students behind. This is Han Shuanglu's consideration. In Linglong's words, what if it is covered, don't sit behind him if you are not convinced!

After another month, the third year of high school started early, and the teachers and classmates once again discovered that Mu Jian had grown taller again! No, it can’t be said to be growing taller, it should be said to be growing flesh. After all, he had been crazy in the last semester, and he was still thin. As a result, he didn’t seem to be shriveled anymore during the summer vacation, and his whole person became clear. Plump up, slender fit, slender waist and long legs. When stretching the waist, the T-shirt is up, and a strong abdominal muscle is revealed!

What kind of **** luck is Han Shuanglu? !

Who knew that Mu Jian who was short, thin and wasteful was such a potential stock! Had I already known that they had also gone to show their courtesy!

To be reasonable, now Mu Jian, **** even wants to lead the chicken coop when he sees it.

But turning around to look at Han Shuanglu...I was relieved. They had the turn of monsters like their childhood sweethearts to oppose them? Mu Jian is still the kind of uncle who is dragging to death. No one except Han Shuanglu pays attention. You see that he talks to Han Shuanglu, poking his face, knocking his head, and pinching his ears. He looks lazy with a smile, from time to time. Peel a piece of candy and eat it separately. You go up and have a try? It is your good fortune not to be kicked by him.

Someone has red eyes! Han Shuanglu had good grades in the past, but it was definitely not the way he is now. It was Mu Jian who taught her the topic after he came to the first class. Her grades began to improve by leaps and bounds, and she was completely out of the scope of the school master and promoted to the **** of school! As a result, someone saw that Mu Jian was responsive to Han Shuanglu, and was moved to ask Mu Jian to teach him the topic. As a result, they misunderstood this person who seemed to be very talkative. He narrowed his eyes and looked up and down, just three words: Are you worthy too?

Are you angry?

The key is that you can't answer back when you are angry, because they are right!

As a result, the first class formed this kind of spectacle. When the get out of class was over or during the self-study class, Linglong gave Han Shuanglu a topic, and a circle of people squeezed their heads with paper and pen. This Linglong doesn't matter. It's better for them to listen to him than to bother Han Shuanglu. This little girl will not refuse people. She is not polite when others give her a good face. It makes him have a headache.

If you want to listen to him, you can, but he decides how to speak, what to speak, and how long to speak.

Han Shuanglu is smart. As long as he listens carefully, she will understand when he talks about it once, and she can draw inferences about it, but does anyone else have this brain? Just like listening to the heavenly book, I feel dizzy and go back after hearing it.

In the first monthly exam for senior high school, everyone was numb to the rankings. Anyway, the one who was tied for the first place was always the childhood sweethearts who showed their love every day. No matter how they compete, the difference between them is too big to be able to squeeze it up.

As high school freshmen entered the school, Linglong’s name gradually began to gain ground, the squad leader’s name was completely changed, and there were no **** that were robbed from grades to reputation. Han Shuanglu felt that the squad leader’s eyes looked a little bit at Mu Jian now. Terrible, she was really worried that one day later that person would hit her Mu Jian with a bench.

To be honest, sometimes she can't help but want to hit him, it's really too owed, too irritating!

Linglong has something to say about this: "You see that he is so angry with me that he still chooses the seat behind us willingly every time. This is such a deep love. I have enough reason to suspect that he is in love with me."

Han Shuanglu:...

Love is not necessarily, hate is for sure!

The squad leader's pretending peacock personality, enjoying the attention and admiration of the public, suddenly appeared a person who was more pretentious than him, and completely covered him. Who is not angry? But Mu Jian is such a person, where he is, everyone else is bleak, he is like a dazzling tomorrow, attracting countless moths to look forward to the prime minister, and he is so inaccessible, noble and arrogant. .

Han Shuanglu didn't remember what Mu Jian was like before. In her eyes and in her heart, there was only this Mu Jian who radiated light all the time.

Compared with the second year of high school, the third year of high school is heavier. Soon after the military training of high school freshmen, the school held the autumn sports meet. Other activities have nothing to do with their senior high school students, and they will be completely liberated after the college entrance examination in mid-June of the coming year.

The sports committee took the registration form and asked grandpa to tell grandma to find someone to sign up for the project. The ordinary class may be okay. No one wants to participate in the key class. There is not even the basic quota. It will not be ashamed to go out by then!

Han Shuanglu looked tall and cold and didn't like to talk, but in fact she was so soft-hearted. The sports committee member nodded as soon as she said, so the squad reported five or six projects to her. He went to the small shop to buy milk and looked at Linglong. One Slap on the registration form: "Who are you with? What are you doing? Let Han Shuanglu run a thousand and five? Your brain is broken? She won't run a thousand and five."

Han Shuanglu leaned forward to let him come in and sit, and pulled his sleeves: "It's okay, I can run."

Linglong searched in her memory and sneered: "After running, I will pant like a dog, and it will take a few days to recover?"

The girl Fenrun's face instantly flushed: "You hate it!"

"She didn't run, she paddled."

Linglong's attitude is like this. Many people eat his way, and many people don't understand it. The sports committee member and the squad leader have always been uncomfortable with that group.

"I have already reported to her-what are you doing!"

Prickly thorn—the goddess scatters flowers.

Linglong spread her hands, snow-white confetti flying all over the sky: "Okay, now she hasn't reported it."

"You!" The sports committee member is tall, but Linglong is leaning lazily on the wall, like no bones. "Mu Jian, I warn you not to be too arrogant!"

"Why, want to fight?" Linglong sneered, and pointed at the sports committee member, "Come on."

Before the sports committee took action, the squad leader stopped him first. After moving from Linglong to Class I, he stopped bullying Han Shuanglu. No way, if he dared to pull Han Shuanglu’s hair, Linglong could shave him into a bald head. If he pulled Han Shuanglu’s clothes, Linglong could break his fingers, he If he still kicked Han Shuanglu’s bench like he did before—he did it in class before, Linglong got up on the spot and kicked his desk and bench, causing him to fall into a dog|eat|shit in embarrassment... Anyway, since then, the monitor It's much more honest.

Linglong also told Han Shuanglu that this kind of person just owed a beating and gave him a beating. Do you think he is more honest?

The squad leader was still sitting behind Han Shuanglu, but he dared not do anything except the look in his eyes that disgusted her.

Linglong is fierce, cold, and not easy to provoke. The whole class knows that, so even if he usually ignores people, doesn't talk to people, and arrogantly takes his chin to look at people, no one dares to say anything.

In the face of absolute power, all careful thinking is humble like an ant, meaningless at all.

Before, there was a girl who secretly said bad things about Han Shuanglu, called Linglong to hear it. He didn't care whether the other party was a male or a female. He went up and started to protect the shortcomings. As time passed, Han Shuanglu hadn't heard others say about himself for a long, long, long time. Oh no.

Anyway, in Mu Jian's mind, she is better than everyone else.

"Mu Jian, you don't want to be so naive, can a civilized person speak without hands? Can you do anything other than hands?"

Linglong sighed: "Huh? You mean you can communicate?"

If this is Han Shuanglu, or any pure and sweet soul, then he is absolutely patient in verbal communication, but it is such a small garbage, he is too lazy to bother with his tongue, directly do it quickly and accurately, and the speed of light will be solved.

The squad leader’s forehead blue veins jumped down: "They are all classmates, you always make trouble like this, do you look good on your face?"

"I give the face?" Linglong was surprised, "Then I will be shameless if I don't give it to you?"

Han Shuanglu almost laughed. She lowered her head to cover her small mouth and shrugged her shoulders. Mu Jian's mouth was really damaged. How many times would the monitor have to be remembered by him?

"You!" The sports committee is about to explode!

"Can you have a spirit of collective honor?" the monitor asked in a tolerant tone, "Don't make trouble, you are not a child, this sports meeting is also very important to the senior year of high school, we also want to let the class get a few more honors, You are also a member of the first class, aren't you?"

Linglong ignored him and asked the sports committee member: "What did you just say, there are only two registration forms left?"

The sports committee is full of grievances: "Now there is one left!"

The one just torn by Linglong.

"If you listen to me, wouldn't there be two more? These are all your fault."

Sports Committee:? ? ?

He really couldn't bear it anymore, he really wanted to beat this guy!

Before he could do it, the other registration form in his hand was taken away. Linglong moved extremely fast. He took out a pen from Han Shuanglu’s stationery bag, brushed it on the registration form, and stuffed it to the sports committee. In his arms: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as the sports committee member lowered his head, his face went dark: "Are you crazy?! Let the squad leader run the men's three kilometers?!"

"What's the problem?" Linglong asked sincerely, "The squad leader has such a spirit of collective honor, for the honor of the class, for the rankings, is it not natural to be the squad leader to run the three thousand men? If I am the squad leader, I will run, hey, who , The third child, if you don’t be the monitor, I’ll be the squad leader. I think these three kilometers will help you run away because of your surrender."

The squad leader's handsome face was completely distorted.

With Linglong, as long as you don't provoke him or annoy him, he basically treats you as nothing and doesn't care at all. On the contrary, you insist on messing with him, you can't be reasonable, and you can't beat with your fists. There is no other way except Ren Chui.

He doesn't buy the oil and salt, and he doesn't eat the hard and the hard. He does everything according to his own preferences, but he is rich and capable now, and he can't provoke him. Anyway, anyone who wants to show him some color will open his own dyeing workshop.

The atmosphere in the classroom is stagnant, and the sports committee member wanted to hit someone just now. At this moment, because of the terrible low pressure exuding from the squad leader, he dare not act rashly. Who calls him the loyal brother of the squad leader! Originally, their plan was like this. Taking advantage of Mu Jian’s absence, he forced Han Shuanglu to run 1,500. The squad leader showed up in time to save the United States. This could ease the relationship and show the authority of the squad leader. Otherwise, the entire squad would become Mu Jian. The world is over!

Who knew that Mu Jian came back so quickly!

In this anxious atmosphere, Han Shuanglu raised his hand timidly: "Um... I'll sign up for a 100-meter sprint. I can do sprints, but long-distance runs may not be good."

The sports committee first glanced at Linglong, and saw that he had no objection, only then wrote Han Shuanglu's name on it. During the period when Linglong looked at it, he shook his hand and was reminded in a chilly manner: "You can show me clearly. If you write about women's fifteenths, I will put on a miniskirt for you, and you will run away by yourself."

The sports committee member slapped his hand, and the last stroke of the deer character flew far to the upper right corner!

"By the way, give me a report of three kilometers." Linglong smiled, "Let me see how difficult it is to run these three kilometers, so that our squad leader's face will be green."

The sports committee was taken aback.

"Why, don't you allow me to contribute to the class?" Linglong said as she opened the straw. Yesterday there was no milk at home. Grandma forgot to ask someone to buy it. There was only one egg in the morning. He and Han Shuanglu shared it and took advantage of it. I went to buy two boxes of milk between classes, and when I came back I saw someone looking for death.

The sports committee hurriedly wrote his name, and took a peek at the monitor, oh, Mu Jian is obviously trying to pretend to be in front of Han Shuanglu! When two forced kings meet, one must be crushed. According to past experience, it is very likely that the squad leader is the squad leader.

Handing the straw to her mouth, Han Shuanglu subconsciously opened her mouth and took a sip. The milk was mellow. She couldn't help but take another sip. Then the milk was taken away. He didn’t dislike the straw she used, so she just took a sip. Big mouth, sometimes she thinks Mu Jian is really like a child, but...ah! They are using the same straw again! No matter how long it has been, she will still be shy!

"You can't take the exam, but don't run a race. A man can't be yours. If I change my sex, I will become a sister with us again."

Han Shuanglu didn't swallow a mouthful of milk in his mouth, and it spewed out instantly.

"Why are you still vomiting milk?" Linglong wondered, "Look, you got the squad leader's brand-name jacket. Come and scan the code. I'll transfer the money to you and buy a new one by yourself."

Anyway, I told him good things and bad things. He didn't give others a chance to speak. Han Shuanglu closed her mouth tightly, let Linglong pinch a tissue to wipe her, quickly said sorry and started to lower her head to install mushrooms.

The squad leader was suppressed and could not fight back, his face was pale, and he returned to his seat without saying the last sentence.

All the students in a class watched the struggle between the monitor and the school tyrant, and the former was hanged and beaten throughout.

Mu Jian is too fierce, they still don't mess with him!

"Well, if the big guy is capable, you can sign up, otherwise the class will be ashamed. Will Han Shuanglu and I be ashamed?"

He doesn't like to be ashamed, he likes to be strong in everything first.

His words are much better than the class leader. In an instant, the sports committee was overwhelmed by the ocean of registration. Ten minutes ago, he asked his grandfather and grandma to find someone to sign up. Now it's full and some classmates come to ask if there are any free options. The world is so magical...

Remembering that I was trying to beat the school bully just now, the sports committee member shuddered suddenly, Linglong poke him with a mechanical pencil, and the pen nib on his arm hurt so painfully that the sports committee member was frightened: "What are you doing!"

"Looking at your big head and thick neck, I think it's appropriate to throw a shot put, have you reported it yourself?"

The honour of being a sports committee made him instantly suffocate his neck: "I have reported five items!"

Is it great? !

As a result, people just asked casually, and went with Han Shuanglu Qingqing, I, I, and I went to the office, leaving the education committee member holding the registration form in his hand, bowing his head and going to the office to hand in the form. He has been a sports committee member since the second grade of high school, and counting the games, he has held several games, but this is the first time the task was completed so quickly. I don’t know why, he has no sense of accomplishment in his heart, on the contrary it is very complicated...

In order to support Linglong, Han Shuanglu also added a female long jump. She was quite worried about Linglong: "Can you run three kilometers?"

Linglong glanced at her: "Who can't say that?"

Han Shuanglu:...

If she doesn't speak, she can do it!

The First Middle School Autumn Games is in full swing. At the admission ceremony, each class is truly amazing. Cos has become a variety of characters. The first class will not participate due to funding issues and leadership issues. The girls stand. In the front, wearing a uniform white shirt and a small black skirt, revealing a pair of thick or thin legs.

Linglong took a closer look and felt that Han Shuanglu's legs were the best. Thin, thin, white and straight, no one else can compare to her. She leads the team with a superb appearance, and the other classes are useless with all the bells and whistles.

After entering the stadium, the girls have to change into sportswear. The sportswear is self-provided. They just need to use a paperclip behind the brand to pin the class. Linglong changed it early. He is tall and long and sits in the field of his class. Every leg stretched out tripped people.

Han Shuanglu also changed his clothes and came over. It is a couple of the same brand and the same series. She thinks Mu Jian is really too blatant. The school clearly does not allow students to fall in love early... Then again, what is the relationship between them now?

Is it... a boyfriend or girlfriend?

She didn't dare to ask this question, and Linglong never got it to the face. But they are very close. They go to school together to eat together, go out to play together on holidays, share a cake, share a straw, and even wear a variety of couple outfits...

Isn't this guy with a high EQ and can understand people's hearts, why is this suddenly dull?

Linglong poked her: "Have you bought me water?"

"what?"

"Ah for what?"

She was very aggrieved: "Is there water in the class? They moved in after a while."

"I don't drink the water they bought, I want milk."

"Morning milk for you!"

"I'll drink it when I finish running, I don't care, you prepare it for me."

The man's 3,000 meters started first, and he was going to the runway in a while. This would cause unreasonable trouble. Han Shuanglu said, "Well, I'll buy it for you now. Do you want anything else?"

"it depends on you."

What does it mean that she figured it out? She has no experience in handing water to people! Isn't this kind of plot usually part of idol dramas? Thinking about how dazzling Mujian's game will be later, Han Shuanglu will be sour, she got up and grunted twice, and reached out to him: "No money."

Linglong shook her head: "I want to ask me just a few steel rods? Did you give you pocket money this month?"

Han Shuanglu blushed: "I forgot to bring my wallet..."

She didn't spend much money with him, so the wallet is just a decoration, but she remembered to bring it last night, and forgot when she got up in the morning...

Linglong touched her pocket, took out a ten-yuan note, and took out a few steel pegs, all of which were stuffed into Han Shuanglu's hands.

She took the money and ran away, like a monster chasing her behind.

Linglong sneered, got up and twisted her neck. A girl in the class came over with a class card made of paperclip and cloth: "Mu Jian, can I stop it for you?"

He motioned to her to put things on the table: "No, I'll do it myself."

The girl stood aside in disappointment and watched him take off his jacket. He was wearing a black tight-fitting vest. It looked slender and powerful. It was so many times better than boys of the same age!

I thought Han Shuanglu wouldn't be able to get in touch with him...

Don't make a good brand, Linglong went to the competition venue.

It can be seen that the first game was very popular, surrounded by students, and many teachers were watching. Linglong was assigned to a runway. He was very satisfied. Everyone was warming up in place. He glanced at the crowd with one hand in his pocket. The place he had seen was screaming and exclaiming!

"This senior is so handsome!"

"Ahhh, he is looking at me!"

"I will hand him water later!"

…

Linglong frowned, what about that little idiot Han Shuanglu? Buying a box of milk for so long? If he doesn't look at her later, he must teach her.