She is soft on my heart

Chapter 32 Jiang Congshuai

When Li Xingchen was about to go out with his schoolbag on his back, Li Yun suddenly came out of the bedroom again and called her back.

He is tall and tall, thin and a bit weak, with loose black hair, broken bangs on his forehead slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes, and his face is quite elongated, picking out the good points of his parents.

He came over and threw her a heavy object, and said four words expressionlessly: "Throw it for me."

Then without giving Li Xingshen a chance to react or speak, he walked back and kicked the bedroom door.

Li Xingshen looked down at the probably new phone in his hand: "..."

She remembered that this was Li Yun's last old mobile phone, he was the first one to change a new mobile phone as soon as it came out, it didn't seem like this one had been used for long.

It's impossible to let her throw it away, Li Xing was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant.

It has been raining for two consecutive days, and the air is humid and cool. The puddles on the ground reflect the colorful lights and signs of shops on the street, and the wheels roll over, making ripples.

There are cars and people coming and going at the gate of the school.

"The temperature has dropped sharply recently. It is easy to catch a cold when the season changes. Students should pay attention to adding clothes and keeping warm."

Lao Yan stood on the podium and babbled a few words, but the next second the conversation suddenly turned 360 degrees, "Okay, the class representative will collect the papers left at home."

all the classmates:"!!!"

I became restless for a moment, and the class lit firecrackers like crackling.

"I'm knocking, if you don't write it, please lend me to copy it!"

"Huh? I chose to fill in the blanks. I didn't write the second question of the big question, and the last two questions are still empty."

"it's okay no problem…"

"Damn, why does this old man think it's a one-off."

"What should I do??? My mother took the paper to make a bed for the dog..."

"..."

Lao Yan unscrewed the cup and took a sip of tea, looking at the pot of porridge below, his smile was somewhat successful.

Cunning and cunning.

The class representative is also making up, his butt got up from the stool and his hands haven't stopped. In the end, he doesn't know whether to finish making up or give up struggling. He starts from the first row and it's time to fight for life and death.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same.

Last two rows: hand in homework?nonexistent.

However, Xiao Jia, who has never lost to anyone, panicked and looked at Li Xingchen pitifully, "Xingchen saved my life! I'll be your foot-washing maid..."

"..." Li Xingchen stretched out his hand and passed the paper forward, as if exuding the light of a savior.

The front is catching up with homework, and the back is playing games and playing poker. To be honest, she is a bit idle.

The seat next to it was vacant, Li Xingshen turned his eyes away, and landed on the untouched paper on his desk since it was handed out.

How about...doing a good thing?
Take it as the snacks that went into Li Yun's stomach.

So, Li Haoxin picked up the pen, took the test paper, and wrote the word "Jiang Cong" in the name column imitating his handwriting.

Since there were not many completed, the class representative walked over without any hindrance. Li Xingshen asked Xiao Jia for the paper, and Xiao Jia poked her front desk: "Quick, give me the paper I just gave you."

She continued to poke the person in front of her at the front desk, "Quick, give me that paper."

Going forward, "Quick, give me the test paper."

Going forward, "Quick, give it to me."

Students in the first row: "Wait a minute, right away!"

Li Xing was dumbfounded: "..."

The class representative got the paper passed to the first row, walked over and held Li Xingchen's hand, with tears in his eyes, "Lend me to copy."

Li Xingchen: "..."

Unexpectedly, a test paper made the relationship between Li Xingshen and his classmates heat up sharply.

Going back to the dormitory at night as usual, Li Xingchen didn't expect that the roommate who hadn't spoken to her all this time suddenly seemed to be a different person after the weekend, and he was strangely enthusiastic towards her.

It seemed that he was eager to get to know her.

But with too much force, according to Xiao Jia's intuition, Murphy is doing nothing to show courtesy, either adultery or robbery.

Li Xing smiled but said nothing, and didn't think too much about it.

There is no morning reading on Monday, and there is a flag-raising ceremony and a regular meeting. The students of the three grades of the school gather by area and dress uniformly. The scene is spectacular.

With the morning sun draped over his shoulders, the youth thrives.

But goose...

"Look! There is a handsome guy!"

When walking towards her own class, Xiao Jia suddenly screamed in a low voice as she passed a certain class in the first year of high school, and secretly tugged on Li Xingchen's sleeve, motioning her to look.

The so-called handsome guy who doesn't share with his sisters is not a top handsome guy.

Li Xingchen cooperatively raised his eyes to search, and his scattered eyes soon focused on an outstanding boy.

The boy is tall and thin, his skin is transparent and white, and his school uniform is neat and tidy. He stands silently at the end of the line. He obviously has a pair of extremely gentle and shallow pupils, but his body has an indifferent and cold feeling. He has an appearance that attracts the attention of the outside world, but he seems Out of tune with the outside world.

"What do you think, he and Jiang Cong..."

"Jiang Congshuai."

Xiao Jia: "..."

"Give me a chance to finish my sentence, please?"

Li Xingshen nodded seriously, "Okay."

Xiao Jia clenched his fist as a microphone and stretched it out to her lips, "Who do you think is more handsome, he or Jiang Cong?"

Li Xingchen thought hard for a second, and then said tactically: "Well... I think... Jiang Cong should be more handsome."

Xiao Jia was dying of laughter, sometimes she really felt that this girl had a natural and cute humor.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Xing's eyes sparkled, he didn't quite understand.

"Of course I laugh at your cuteness." Xiao Jia pinched her face, and the two girls lined up in the middle of the line, chatting and laughing.

When Jiang never walked over in a leisurely manner, he happened to catch up with the vice principal who was giving profound ideological education to the students who had been caught skipping class by school surveillance several times last week.

This group of students has a well-known name, called "certain students with Jiang Cong as a model".

The group of people all laughed, Feng Cheng clasped his fists, with a humble face, "Thank you Brother Cong for taking the lead, let me wait for the pawns who are not worthy of having a name with Li Xiuhua, and miss such a good opportunity to be known by the whole school."

Jiang Cong was so cheap by him, he put his hand in his pocket and kicked him, and said with a smile: "I donated the land to your dog mouth, do you believe it?"

Feng Cheng giggled.

A group of tall boys in twos and threes were walking towards Class [-] from behind. Yang Lang saw someone on the way, bumped into Jiang Cong's shoulder, and raised his head in a certain direction to signal.

Jiang Cong casually raised his eyelids and looked over.

Enemy Road is narrow.Hao Xuan.

Jiang Cong sneered with his lips curled up, walked over, and bumped hard when he brushed his shoulder from the side.

"Who the fuck?!"

This effort was not small, Hao Xuan was bumped and stumbled two steps, and was supported by someone to keep him from falling to the ground. When he stood firm and saw the person clearly, his momentum was automatically weakened by most of it in an instant, and only he was left. A fist that dares to be angry but dare not speak.

Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said two words in a flat tone: "Your father."

"..."

Feng Cheng, Yang Lang, and the others were laughing.

Hao Xuan stayed one level, and the people around him more or less knew the grievances between Jiang Cong and Hao Xuan, but it has been so long, and now it seems that Jiang Cong is deliberately looking for trouble again.

Some were aggrieved, but none vented their anger.

Because dare not.He is Jiang Cong.

Hao Xuan gritted his teeth and stared at him, he could only bear it.

Unexpectedly, those social bastards failed to teach Jiang Cong a lesson, but he vowed not to give up. One day, when he finds an opportunity, he will definitely make him look good and take back all the limelight of the past.

After greeting, Jiang Cong left.

"Are you okay?" Someone asked Hao Xuan.

Hao Xuan spat and scolded in a low voice: "Sure enough, what parents don't care about is not well-bred."

It's in my ears.

Jiang Cong stopped, his cold jaw tightened, and a layer of ice seemed to freeze in his eyes in an instant.

He went back and picked up Hao Xuan's collar, and his eyes melted fiercely, his voice was bone-chillingly cold: "You fucking have the guts to tell me again?"

　Raise your red beans and votes and comments to let me see the babies, okay!Jiu He knelt down to thank ing~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)