This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 247 Don't leave after school (8)

   Jicheng returned to the classroom and found that there were snacks and milk tea on his seat, not only his seat, but every classmate's seat.

   The classmates in the classroom are discussing something in a low voice.

  Because of that post, people followed suit, and no one dared to talk to Jicheng casually at this moment.

   Jicheng listened silently for a moment.

   heard the words 'Xu Chuzheng', 'milk tea' and 'she asked for'.

   Jicheng desktop was knocked.

   He looked up and saw that the girl was standing outside, one hand curled up on the table, the other hand in her pocket, a very cold image.

   Jicheng got up to make way for her.

   "Xu Chuzheng, why did you invite us to drink milk tea?"

   One of the classmates at the front desk saw her coming back and turned around and asked cautiously.

   "rich."

   "Um..." This is an answer that can't be refuted at all.

  The front table turned around blankly, Xu Chuzheng's family conditions are not good?

   "Is she really invited?"

  The front desk finished inquiring about the news, and immediately passed it on to the people in front, and the classroom became lively again for a while.

   "I heard that she also hired a senior in high school, so I wished Zi'an that class."

   "Zhu Zian... When Yu Yue troubled her before, did you hear that she also said Zhu Zian's name."

   "She wouldn't be hugging Zhu Zian's thigh, would she?"

   "Look at her now, how can she still be like before, for sure! Now someone supports her..."

   "I calculated, she spent at least several thousand today."

   "No, Xu Chuzheng is so rich?"

  In the class, there were various discussions about the sudden change of Chuzheng, what relationship it had with Zhu Zian, and Yu Yue.

   So exciting that I could write a serialized novel.

   As soon as Yu Yue entered the classroom with the little attendant, she smelled the smell of milk tea, and she felt nauseated in her stomach. Then she saw several cups of milk tea on her desk, her face turned blue: "Who bought the milk tea on a horse?"

   Everyone pointed to Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng propped his chin with one hand, and looked at Yu Yue calmly: "You're welcome."

  Looking at how good you look, I'll give you two more cups.

  I am such a good person.

   Yu Yue: "..."

  Whoever rides on a horse should be polite to you!

   She is sick of seeing milk tea now!

   This little **** must have done it on purpose!

  Yu Yue suppressed her anger, didn't ask Chuzheng to settle the account, and left with a few small attendants who also looked bad.

   When he was leaving, he gave Chuzheng a bad look.

   The first class in the afternoon was English, and Chuzheng was still writing her review.

   A note was suddenly pushed over.

   Chuzheng looked up at Jicheng.

   The latter looked at the English book, but Chuzheng glanced at it, and it was not on the same page as the teacher.

   She put down the pen and unfolded the note.

  The scribbled handwriting is displayed in front of Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng barely recognized what was written.

  ——What you saw today, don't say it.

   Today's matter, that knife?

  Students carry knives, and there are students who have such rumors on the post bar. They are known to the school and must not have good fruit to eat.

   Jicheng Yuguang pointed at Chuzheng and wrote on the note, before throwing it back after a long while.

  ——Want me to keep it a secret?

--Um

  ——Okay, I'll keep it a secret for you, do you think I'm a good person?

  ——? ?

   The conversation between the two paused at those two question marks.

  Because the dean and teacher Zhou interrupted the English teacher, they were followed by several boys.

   is the one who bullied Jicheng in the small garden before.

   "Student Jicheng, please come out." Teacher Zhou called with a stern face.

   Ji Cheng frowned, just as he was about to get up, the hem of his clothes was pulled: "Give me the knife."

  The girl, like everyone else, looked at the door and didn't look at him. If it wasn't for her hand pulling the hem of his clothes, Ji Cheng would have thought that he was hallucinating just now.

   Jicheng had his hand in his pocket, holding the knife.

   Hearing Chu Zheng's voice, he hesitated and handed the knife to her.

   Cigarettes and lighters were also handed out.

   He just arrived at this school and doesn't want to cause too much trouble.

When    handed the thing over, his fingertips touched Chuzheng's palm, Jicheng seemed to be hit by something, and a strange feeling spread from his fingertips.

   He retracted his hand extremely quickly, and put it back into his pocket with almost no curvature.

   Chuzheng: "..."

   Good Man Card is still a treasure boy!

   Jicheng walked out of the classroom under the gaze of the whole class.

   The dean let the students in the back come in and rummaged on the Jicheng table, but apparently found nothing.

   After a few minutes, Jicheng Quansu Quanwei came back.

   Those students stood outside and were trained by the dean for a while.

  The English teacher continues the class.

--give me back.

   Jicheng pushed the note just now.

   Chuzheng glanced at it, pushed it back indifferently, and wrote her review with a serious face.

   Jicheng: "..."

   Jicheng didn't write anymore.

   The get out of class bell rang, and after the English teacher called out the get out of class, the silent classroom suddenly burst into commotion.

  Everyone started to express their opinions on Kijo's being called out of the classroom just now.

   Jicheng turned to look at Chuzheng, who was seriously writing his review.

   "Give it back to me." He stretched out his hand towards Chuzheng under the table.

   "If you say I'm a good person, I'll give it back to you." Chu Zheng said without raising his head.

   Jicheng glanced at the note.

  ——I will help you keep it a secret, do you think I am a good person?

   Is this girl sick?

   "You're a good guy, stuff." He spoke very quickly and in a very perfunctory tone.

   Chuzheng's face was sullen, and his heart was angry.

  Liar liar!

  I've helped you so much, yet I don't even think I'm a good person!

  【…】What misunderstanding does Miss Sister have about good people!

  You don't listen when you are a good person!

   "Give it back to me." Ji Cheng's tone was already a little impatient.

   Chuzheng was unmoved and ignored Jicheng until class.

   Jicheng originally thought that she really wanted to help herself, but who knows now that everything will come back.

  It doesn't matter if the cigarette comes back or not.

   But that knife...

   Self-study in the evening, Jicheng followed Chuzheng all the way out of school.

   "Why are you following me?"

   "Give me the things back." Ji Cheng stood under the street lamp, with a gloomy air all over his body.

   Chuzheng returned the things to him.

   back to you back to you.

   Who cares!

  If I wasn't afraid of those people killing a carbine, I would have kept it for you for so long.

   Jicheng did not expect that it would suddenly be so easy.

   Doubt and vigilance surged up.

   What does she mean?

   I was reluctant to give it to myself before, so why is it so easy to give it now?

   Chuzheng hung for a long time, but Ji Cheng didn't pick it up, and he was a little impatient: "No?"

  The girl's cold voice cut through the night and fell into Ji Cheng's ears.

   Jicheng stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at the girl in front of him with a strange look.

   Chuzheng turned and left without reluctance.

   walks like a dashing and handsome.

   You can see her at a glance in the crowd.

   Jicheng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. There were a lot of students coming and going around, and he didn't care, so he lit it and took a puff.

   The smoke blurred the boy's face.

   The gloomy air in him was a little less, and there was a little more hazy depression.

   (end of this chapter)