Chapter 200 (1/2)

Although her grades have improved, her face is getting worse and worse, and she didn't tell anyone.

Because the feeling of not getting dizzy is really too good, and her grades can be improved so quickly. She doesn't dare to relax. She's afraid that once she relaxes, she will be the same as before. No matter how hard she tries, she can't get good grades, and she doesn't have the face to face the disappointment in her parents' eyes.

When she was about to pour water, she thought of something. She quickly took out a tea box from her schoolbag. The tea box was not small. If she drank alone, it would be enough for a year and a half.

She carefully took out a handful of tea from it, put it in the cup, poured water, and waited for the tea to be made. When making tea, she took out an exercise book and continued to calculate the problems.

When Liu Liang arrived at the class the next day, she picked up the cup and picked up some water for herself. When she hit the Xing tea pot, she found that there was not much tea in it. No wonder, the tea of her classmates has been light recently, so she was reluctant to drink it.

After receiving the water, she picked up her schoolbag and took out a plastic bag from the schoolbag, which contained a whole bag of tea.

She poured all the tea into the tea pot. The tea pot that had seen the bottom was full again, and it was going to be sharp.

When other students met, they couldn't help but rejoice on their faces. Finally, they can drink more tea, otherwise they won't be able to taste tea soon.

Liu Liang wanted to pour some more into the tea pot, but it was full. She also tried to press it down. The tea in it was real, so it couldn't be pressed down, but there was still one fifth of the tea in the plastic bag.

”Full?”

Although the coming voice will scare Liu Liang, Liu Liang turns back. It turns out that it is the math teacher. The math teacher smiles and takes his own cup. This is what she came to pour water and drink.

Miss Zhong.

Liu Liang quickly made way and let the math teacher pass, and the math teacher has been staring at the plastic bag in Liu Liang's hand. There is still one left.

”Yes, I can't fall.”

Liu Liang thought she could fall, but she took more this time.

Liu Liang put the bag in her hand in front of the math teacher. ”Take it and destroy it. I still have it in my family. I won't take it back.”

”Then the teacher is not polite.”

The math teacher grabbed the small bag and weighed the amount of tea in his hand. It's really a lot. He can fill his small tea box.

He is not like other people's teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang is the head teacher of class 1. If he wants to drink tea, he can come at any time. Besides, other people's students also sent teacher Zhang a big pot. He can't pinch tea in other people's place every day. This time or twice, he can pull down his old face, but many times, people don't bother, and he will be embarrassed himself.

Now he is also a person with tea. He is drinking some in the teaching. Mr. Zhang goes up a little. He is not allowed to drink this small half pot of tea for more than half a year. The more he thinks about it, the more happy he is.

Then he filled a large glass of water. Mr. Zhong went back to his class.

When Liu Liang returned to her seat, she found that there was a big apple in her desk pocket. She suddenly looked back and saw the dizzy girl smiling shyly at her. Although she didn't say anything, Liu Liang found the gratitude in her eyes.

Yes, it's gratitude.

After drinking the tea given by Liu Liang, the girl never fainted. At night, she didn't sleep as before. Instead, she fell asleep as soon as her head was next to the pillow. As soon as she opened her eyes, the day was going to be bright. This was the best day for her to sleep for more than half a month, and it was also the best day for her to sleep.

She didn't know how to thank her, so she had to put a big apple in Liu Liang's table.

Liu Liang picked up the apple and shook it to her. The girl's whole face is now redder than the apple.

And Liu Liang sighed again. Now the students are really pure. What's like her? Her face is thicker than the city wall.

”Liu Liang,” then a classmate came together.