Chapter 82

Shen Qinghuan stood in the instant noodles section and talked about it for a long time.

"I think so." Hearing that, Zhou Zihan faintly took a box of pickled beef noodles from the shelf and stuffed it into Shen Qinghuan's arms, "since it's a gift of thanks, it must not be too shabby. Instant noodles are very nutritious for the monitor. Believe me, he's more suitable for this than strawberry milk! "

Shen Qinghuan

She almost believed Zhou Zihan's evil!

Even the mother who collects money from the buffet can see that Zhou Zihan is greedy. She even cheerfully holds the cheek gang and says that the store is engaged in activities today, buying two and getting two free.

"Huanhuan! Do you hear me After hearing this, Zhou Zihan's eyes brightened, and he was even more excited to grasp Shen Qinghuan's arm, "buy two get two free! Isn't that the equivalent of white? Believe me, I saw the monitor soak two boxes of instant noodles in the canteen with my own eyes yesterday

Shen Qinghuan

Why does she always think that buying five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation is much more cost-effective than the instant noodles in front of her.

However, at Zhou Zihan's insistence, Shen Qinghuan walked out of the store with four boxes of laotan pickled beef noodles.

Considering that Shen Qinghuan is now a focus and has a high rate of rise wherever he goes, Zhou Zihan takes Shen Qinghuan and plans to sneak in through the back door.

When they got to the door, they found that the self-organizing lesson on the timetable was occupied by the math teacher

Fortunately, the math teacher was drawing a parabola on the blackboard with his back to everyone. Zhou Zihan gestured to Shen Qinghuan and quietly opened the back door.

Wang Li was angry with Shen Qinghuan this morning. She would not miss such a good opportunity.

As soon as the math teacher turned around, Wang Li immediately raised her hand.

"Wang Li is very active in answering this question." Mathematics teacher's eyes narrowed into a line, to the rocket class is still writing hard: "look! As soon as the teacher finished the painting, they immediately came out! In the future, we should have such a reaction ability! In this way, the teacher won't waste his rest time and give us more free extra lessons! "

The math teacher praised Wang Li like a flower. It was only when he called for Wang Li to act on the stage that Wang Li's illusion of narcissism was broken.

Wang Li was completely silly.

She didn't look at the title on the blackboard at all.

The reason why they raise their hands is to report Zhou Zihan and Shen Qinghuan for being late for class.

Who knows the difference between yin and Yang, piansheng met such a absent-minded math teacher.

She can only harden her head, in the eager gaze of other members of the rocket class, took the chalk from the mathematics teacher's hand.

"It's all right. Wang Li. " The math teacher looked at Wang Li with shaking hands, "don't be nervous. It's also an expression of helping other students learn from each other. "

Wang Li choked for a long time, but only wrote an explanation on the blackboard.

Zhou Zihan, squatting at the back door, laughed unkindly. She said to Shen Qinghuan, "see? This is the typical harm to others and oneself! She also wants to report us. Let's dig herself in first

"Shh."

Now the rocket class is dead and silent, and they may be found outside at any time.

Really, sometimes I'm afraid of what comes. The math teacher walks down from the platform. After checking Lu Ziheng's answers, he notices that Shen Qinghuan's position is empty.

"Where's your deskmate?"

"Report!" Before waiting for Lu Ziheng to answer, Jiang Silu turned around to help him tell a lie: "teacher, classmate Shen didn't feel well last class. He didn't come back from the toilet."

"Oh." The math teacher nodded thoughtfully.

Zhou Zihan at the back door immediately gave a thumbs up. She said to Shen Qinghuan in a soft voice: "Huanhuan. The monitor is on the way. We didn't buy the old jar of pickles for nothing. "

Shen Qinghuan watched Zhou Zihan embrace the instant noodle box in his arms. He could only pray for the math teacher to return to the platform as soon as possible.

"Shen Qinghuan went to the buffet." Just when the math teacher was about to go to the vacant seat of Zhou Zihan, Lu Ziheng suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Jiang Silu:! "

He was not good at lying, and his face turned red immediately, and even his tone became a little messy: "Lu... Classmate Lu. You are not classmate Shen, you... Don't talk nonsense! "

"No nonsense." Lu Ziheng hooked thin lips, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept to the back door, "don't know when Shen Qinghuan comes back."

Originally in the podium can not do the problem, is embarrassed Wang Li, hands do not shake, wilt down the small face also restored the spirit.

She's just waiting to see a good play.

Zhou Zihan was so scared that his legs softened. In his arms, Shen Qinghuan caught the two boxes of pickled cabbage in time when he wanted to be intimate with the earth.

"Did Lu Ziheng take some medicine recently? What's wrong with the monitor? " Zhou Zihan grumbled discontentedly.

"Shh

Shen Qinghuan again motioned to Zhou Zihan not to be too excited.

"Shh, what?"

The back door clanged open and the math teacher was angry.

Thanks to yesterday, he told himself not to wear colored glasses to see Shen Qinghuan. Now she is good and betrays her trust! Not only did he skip class, but also Zhou Zihan, a good class cadre, was abducted.

Zhou Zihan looked at Jiang Silu with some complaint.

At this time, the birth of a lie, of course, to fill countless lies.

It's just that Shen Qinghuan and Zhou Zihan's old beef noodles are too eye-catching. The math teacher pushes the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, "is the classroom for you to eat, or for you to study? Especially you Shen Qinghuan, you don't learn... "

"Who said she didn't study?"

The math teacher followed his reputation, but the voice was Lu Ziheng.

It's him who informs Shen Qinghuan about going shopping in the store. Now it seems that he is the same boy who defends her.

The math teacher is a little confused.

Lu Ziheng walked to the door with long legs, took the instant noodles from Shen Qinghuan's hand, and gave her fifty yuan, "this is what I asked Shen to buy for lunch after class."

Zhou Zihan can't keep up with Lu Ziheng's ideas. In her opinion, Lu Ziheng's series of confusing behaviors are like playing tricks on them.

No, to be more precise, it should be Lu Ziheng's pleasure to amuse Shen Qinghuan.

First give a pit jump, then take a rope to rescue, do some stupid waste of time.

"Yes." But at this time, as a witness, Zhou Zihan also learned to pretend to be Han, "teacher. Qinghuan and I are late. I'm afraid we'll disturb your lecture. We're working on your assignment at the back door. "

Zhou Zihan's words make math teachers more sure that one of them is lying.

He put the remaining half piece of chalk in Shen Qinghuan's palm: "if you can work out the problems on the blackboard, the teacher will give you another chance to restore your trust."

Shen Qinghuan glanced at the questions on the blackboard. She had just read them on last year's college entrance examination paper. She nodded slightly.

When passing by Zhou Zihan's side, Zhou Zihan, who had been calculating for a long time but had no results, whispered to Shen Qinghuan, "if you can't figure it out, don't hold on. If it's hard for me to carry it with you!"