Leng Bingling glanced at him. The anger on her delicate face became stronger. She moved the two shiny and ruddy thin lips and whispered, "are you blind in class? Can't you see the wall clock on the blackboard? There are still ten minutes before class."

Lu Tianyu's eyes moved and looked at the wall clock on the podium: shit, it's really ten minutes before the early reading time. It's early today.

Leng Bingling raised her left foot and tried to step on Lu Tianyu's foot again. This time, Lu Tianyu saw her raise her foot. He immediately moved his foot and she failed.

Leng Bingling glanced at him with angry eyes. "You don't read books. Others want to read books. When do you put your books on the table in class? When did you read books in the classroom?"

Lu Tianyu couldn't afford to smoke his mouth. In the past few years of high school, he was busy sleeping every day when he came to school. He just came to Phoenix middle school to borrow a place to take a nap. He really rarely put his books on the table.

He raised his head slightly. "I met a student bully at the same table. I made a good review yesterday. I can't live sleepwalking like this. From today on, I want to learn from you."

After a pause, he asked tentatively, "is that ok?"

Leng Bingling's anger in her stomach dissipated more than half, sat in a chair and said angrily, "it's none of my business whether you learn or not!" then she turned her head and left a back of her head for her.

Leng Bingling was stunned. The classmate next to Zhang Wenhe was staring at her with wide eyes, staring at her like an alien.

Even Qin Huai in front of her didn't know when to look back at her.

She was so absorbed in beating Lu Tianyu just now that she didn't look around.

She calmed down, blushed, stared at Qin Huai, and said angrily, "what are you looking at?"

Qin Huai smiled, "Bingbing, you dare to beat Lu sanshao."

Lu Tianyu looked depressed. The prestige he had established in Fenghuang middle school in the past four years was going to be destroyed in the hands of the little girl.

He raised his hand and patted Qin Huai on the head. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a fight?"

Qin Huai smiled twice. "I really haven't seen this kind of fight. Leng Bingling stretched out her neck, Zhang Nuan leaned sideways and leaned over," Bingbing, you are my goddess. "

Their seats were close. Zhang Nuan leaned over and just in front of Leng Bingling.

Leng Bingling pursed her lips and farted. Sister Bing had a stomach full of gas these two days and just eliminated more than half of the gas. Now she is in a better mood.

Just when the class bell rang, Leng Bingling pushed Zhang's warm head with her right index finger, "class."

In the twinkling of an eye, it was afternoon.

After school, Qin Huai and seven female students in his class came to the basketball court, which was crowded around.

During lunch, the student in class (8) made a lot of publicity: cold school flower beat Lu Xiaocao this morning, and Lu Xiaocao was so beaten that he didn't even dare to speak loudly.

PS: sleepy. Good night.