Chapter 700 (1/2)
After arriving at the class, finding my place and sitting down, my only best friend in the school also appeared in time.
This guy's name is Jiang Fan. He has a long face, Lei Gong's mouth and dark complexion. He looks like Liu da'er in ancient times.
If someone in our class has a worse reputation than me, it's probably this guy - he likes peeping and streaking, and even has a number in the police station, but the magic thing is that he hasn't been caught yet... Compared with him, I feel that I'm not a pervert at all, but a serious normal person.
However, because we are both isolated by normal people and society, we have a friendship over time.
”Oh, where did you run naked during the holiday?” I asked casually.
Several students around also support their ears curiously.
”I don't like streaking at all. I told you it was an accident last time!” He roared angrily.
”Well, I know, I know.”
I had time to push his face away.
Well, after all, streaking is not something worth preaching, and it's normal to say something wrong.
He patted off my hand and asked, ”how was your holiday?”
”Terrible.” I sighed and told him about being driven out of the house by my parents.
”That's your spiritual food...” he was stunned and asked in a low voice.
”Cut off.” I looked sad and angry.
”It's all right, brother. I found some good things this holiday...”
After chatting for a while, I watched the guy leave.
”You really smell the same.” The ghost girl who hasn't spoken since just now began to say.
”It's called congeniality, okay.”
I retorted softly while trying not to be found by others: ”and it's not just us. Except for a few current charges, the boys in our class are all in the same league, and some good things will be exchanged...”
Seriously, this small group is probably my only nostalgia for the school.
”Boy's friendship is really...” dantai Nainai thought for a long time, and then thought of a passable adjective: ”it's wonderful.”
I turned my mouth and didn't answer.
At this time, the door of the classroom opened and a girl came in.
Our school doesn't force us to wear uniforms, so many students wear casual clothes, but she wears the old school uniform that looks like a sportswear, blue and white. The ponytail looked energetic. In addition, there was a pair of old black framed glasses on the slightly baby fat face.
It is because of this almost impersonal dress that girls do not have a high sense of existence in the class. After entering, only two or three girls greeted her - you know, now is not the usual morning reading, but the first morning after the long holiday. Not only our class, but also other classes can vaguely hear their noisy voices.
The students who haven't seen for many days can't wait to share or show off their vacation experience with their friends in their small circle, or discuss the popular TV series. Therefore, every student comes in, their friends will ask them to come and chat together.
As miserable as I am, except Jiang Fan, she is the only one left - in fact, Jiang fan is still very popular in the class because she holds a lot of hard (Xiao) Tong goods (Shu) circulating among boys.
Of course, popularity and bad reputation are not contradictory.
”Song Shan, I haven't seen you for a long time ~” I said hello to each other out of politeness and compassion.
The girl nodded shyly and then shrank into her seat.
”Wait, can you take the initiative to talk to real girls?!”
The surprised voice of dantai Nanai almost deafened me. If it weren't for ordinary people who couldn't hear her voice, I'm afraid the whole class would be stunned and quiet by the lion roar far beyond the head teacher
In addition, is it my illusion that she stressed the word ”reality”?
”It's really impolite. Anyone will know one or two girls.”
I said discontentedly, ”and Song Shan is still my childhood sweetheart.”
”What, you still have childhood friends?”
As a result, I was greeted by the second wave of more powerful lion roar. Not far from me, the glasses of a thin boy with glasses on a seat nearby were even cracked.
It's obvious that ordinary people can't hear it, but it will crack the glass. What's the principle... Although such an idea came out for a moment, I didn't study physics, so I didn't go deep into the phenomenon that I might win the Nobel Prize in physics.
”Her house used to be next door to mine, and she and I are almost in the same class from big to small.” I whispered, ”I used to play with her when I was a child, but after the fourth grade, she didn't continue to play with me, and the whole person was gloomy and introverted.”
”Isn't this an obvious strategy flag!”
”Hey, you know what flag is.”
Unexpectedly, was there such a saying as Raider flag five years ago?
”Because my sister used to let me play a · VG with her... No, that's not what I'm going to say now!”
The ghost girl glanced away shyly: ”in short, isn't it the easiest to start with this girl? If you are a childhood sweetheart, you also know the roots and bottom of each other. Your parents should have a good time. ”
”Hey, but I want to go out with a more beautiful girl...”
”Then go to your math teacher.”
”I'm sorry I'm wrong. Let's go back to our hearts and think about how to attack my childhood sweetheart!”
”... don't you have a sense of shame?”
”I've long abandoned that kind of thing with integrity!” Then I scratched my head in distress: ”that's what I said, but although it's okay in places like the school classroom, Song Shan has been quietly avoiding me in private.”
”From what you said before, it should be what happened in the fourth year of junior high school. Do you have a clue?”
”No.” I recalled it and said categorically.
”This is troublesome...”
”Yes, yes, it used to be possible to lift her skirt. It's sad to be so cold now.”
“……”
”And I can still play the doctor game together. By the way, I'm good at palpation.”
“……”
”What's the matter? The expression like stepping on a cockroach?”
”How do you think she will become like this? It's all because of you, asshole!”
Was scolded for no reason.
So it's hard for girls to understand.
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”The first” love, dead house ”conference officially began!”
After returning to the apartment after school, Nanai, who had recovered to a land bound platform, did not know where to make a white board, and said loudly while writing on it with a marker.
I sat on the tatami and clapped my hands. I don't know if it's because I'm not used to it. I always feel that my shoulder hurts after being relied on for a day.