Chapter 82

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

"I think so." Hearing that Zhou Zihan faintly took a box of old jar pickled vegetable 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 of great nutritional value to the monitor. Believe me, he's better for this than strawberry milk! "

Shen Qinghuan: "

She almost believed Zhou Zihan!

Even the aunt who collected the money from the canteen could see that Zhou Zihan was greedy. He even happily held his gills and said that the store had an activity today and bought two for two.

"Huanhuan! Did you hear that? " After hearing this, Zhou Zihan's eyes lit up, and he excitedly grabbed Shen Qinghuan's arm, "buy two and get two free! Isn't that equivalent to a white one? Believe me, I saw the monitor make two boxes of instant noodles in the canteen with my own eyes yesterday! "

Shen Qinghuan: "

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

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

Considering that Shen Qinghuan is now a focal point and has a high rise rate everywhere, Zhou Zihan takes Shen Qinghuan and plans to slip in through the back door.

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

But fortunately, the math teacher was drawing a parabola on the blackboard with his back to everyone. Zhou Zihan made a gesture to Shen Qinghuan and quietly opened the crack of the back door.

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

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

"Wang Li answered the question very positively this time!" The math teacher's eyes narrowed into a line, facing the people who are still writing hard in the rocket class: "look! As soon as the teacher finished drawing, people immediately came out! In the future, we should have such response ability! In this way, the teacher will not waste his rest time and give everyone more compulsory classes! "

The math teacher praised Wang Li like a flower. Until he shouted Wang Li to perform calculus on the stage, he broke Wang Li's illusion of narcissism.

Wang Li was completely stupid.

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

The reason why he raised his hand was to report that Zhou Zihan and Shen Qinghuan were late for class.

Who knows what goes wrong? One of the students met such a careless math teacher.

She could only harden her head and took the chalk from the math teacher while the other members of the rocket class were watching eagerly.

"It's okay. Classmate Wang Li. " The math teacher looked at Wang Li with trembling hands, "don't be nervous. It is also a manifestation of helping other students learn from each other. "

Wang Li held back for a long time and was stunned. She only wrote a word on the blackboard.

Zhou Zihan, squatting at the back door, laughed unkindly. She said to Shen Qinghuan, "see? This is a typical harm to others and yourself! She also wants to tell on us. Let's go in first! "

"Shh."

Now the rocket class is dead silent. They may be found outside at any time.

Sometimes, the math teacher walked down from the podium. After checking Lu Ziheng's answer, he noticed that there was no one in Shen Qinghuan's position.

"Where's your deskmate?"

"Report!" Before Lu Ziheng answered, Jiang Shilu turned his face to help answer the lie: "teacher, classmate Shen didn't feel well in the stomach last class. He hasn't come back from going to the toilet."

"Oh." The math teacher nodded thoughtfully.

Zhou Zihan at the back door immediately thumbed up. She whispered to Shen Qinghuan, "Huanhuan. The monitor said, "we didn't buy the old jar of pickled vegetables for nothing."

Shen Qinghuan looked at Zhou Zihan and hugged the rapidly deforming instant noodle box in his arms. He could only pray that the math teacher would return to the podium as soon as possible.

"Shen Qinghuan went to the canteen." Just as the math teacher was about to get to Zhou Zihan's vacant seat, Lu Ziheng suddenly said this.

Jiang Shilu: "!"

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

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Ziheng hooked his thin lips, and his eyes swept to the back door intentionally or unintentionally, "I won't know when Shen Qinghuan comes back."

Wang Li, who was embarrassed when she couldn't do it on the podium, stopped shaking her hands, and her wilting face recovered her spirit.

She's just waiting to see a good play.

Zhou Zihan was so scared that his legs were soft. When he wanted to kiss, contact and touch the earth with two boxes of old jar pickled vegetables in his arms, Shen Qinghuan caught them in time.

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

"Shh!"

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

"Shh what?"

When the back door was opened with a bang, the math teacher was angry.

Thanks to yesterday, he warned 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 even Zhou Zihan's good class cadres were abducted.

Zhou Zihan looked at Jiang Silu with some complaints.

At this time, the birth of a lie, of course, must be filled with countless lies.

But the old altar of beef noodles in Shen Qinghuan's and Zhou Zihan's arms was too eye-catching. The math teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "is the classroom for you to eat or study? Especially you Shen Qinghuan, you don't learn... "

"Who said she didn't study?"

The math teacher followed the prestige, and the vocal body was Lu Ziheng.

Shen Qinghuan was the one who accused Shen Qinghuan of going shopping in the canteen. Now it seems that he is also the one who defends her.

The math teacher is a little confused.

Lu Ziheng walked to the door with long legs, took instant noodles from Shen Qinghuan's hand and gave her 50 yuan. "This is what I asked Shen to buy for lunch after class."

Zhou Zihan couldn't keep up with Lu Ziheng's ideas. In her opinion, Lu Ziheng's series of confusing behaviors were like teasing them.

No, more precisely, Lu Ziheng should have fun teasing Shen Qinghuan.

Jump into a pit first, then take a rope to rescue, and do some stupid things that waste time.

"Yes." But at this time, as a witness, Zhou Zihan also learned to pretend to be Han, "teacher. Qinghuan and I are late. We are afraid to disturb your lecture. We are not doing the problem you assigned at the back door. "

Zhou Zihan's words made the math teacher more sure that someone was lying between them.

He put the remaining half of the chalk in Shen Qinghuan's palm: "if you can solve the problem 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 it on the college entrance examination last year. She nodded slightly.

When passing by Zhou Zihan, Zhou Zihan quietly said to Shen Qinghuan, "if you can't figure it out, don't support it. If it's difficult, I'll carry it with you!"