After hearing Lu Ziheng's voice choking Jiang Silu, Zhao Yunluo, who was originally taking notes from a book, dropped his pen in a hurry. He supported his chin with his right hand, and his eyebrows were smiling, just like a melon eating crowd.

Three years in junior high school, Zhao Yunluo is the monitor.

Even before the beginning of school, Zhao Yunluo's parents came down to Liu Min privately and proposed to let their children, who are experienced and responsible, continue to shine in high school.

However, Liu Min resolutely rejected Zhao Yunluo's parents on the ground that Zhao Yunluo's achievements were not at the top and he could not convince the public.

Originally thought Liu Min can choose how to let himself convinced, the result Liu Min actually chose jiangsilu, the jiangsilu who has been compared with him since childhood!

It's impossible for him to be upright, but someone will come forward, similar to Lu Ziheng now.

Zhao Yunluo knows Jiang Silu well. He is strong outside but strong in the middle. His mouth is like that. In fact, he is just like him.

Sure enough, Jiang Silu was stunned for a while before he gave Lu Ziheng a forceful reply: "Jiang Silu in the class Handbook cast a grateful look at Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the classmate who was picking things up, and his lips were full of sarcasm. "He took up the resources of the rocket class, and laughed at them. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

I've heard that Shen Qinghuan is not easy to be provoked. The boy who is trying to pick up trouble stifles his breath.

Peace returned to the class.

Only Lu Ziheng was more and more unhappy.

Shen Qinghuan not only passed notes to Jiang Silu, but also bought him jasmine tea. Now he has risen to defend him!

He took out the marker in his pencil bag and angrily drew three or eight lines on the table.

Shen Qinghuan's question mark face.

She scanned Lu Ziheng from head to foot, as if to find the reason for his anger.

After school, shall I buy you a new bottle of jasmine tea

Shen Qinghuan folded the note and put it on the straight 38th line.

Lu Ziheng didn't take it immediately. He was gambling on some kind of anger, but he knew that it was inexplicable and even funny.

At best, they are at the same table.

Between the same table, even a pure classmate relationship has not been established successfully.

Shen Qinghuan in his conjecture should treat him differently and give him all the special things.

But in the end, it's just his idea.

Lu Ziheng's arm pretended to be oblivious to wipe the funny three eight line, by the way, even the note also turned to his own field.

Lu Ziheng doesn't know how to reply to Shen Qinghuan's question. He's not very happy. If it happens again——