Xueba, don't leave after school!

Chapter 124
Jiang Mu also followed Du Zhaozhao's example and poohed three times.

Then he asked Du Zhaozhao: "How many points do you have?"

Du Zhaozhao touched his face and said, "I haven't had time to see it yet, I'll go and see it."

Jiang Mu and Du Zhaozhao went to check the rankings, and took a look at No.1's score by the way.

730.

Jiang Mu calculated silently, and the difference was 280 points.

*
At the end of the month, Du Zhaozhao was going to take the school exam at the school he applied for.

This time, Jiang Mu didn't go to see her off.

Du Zhaozhao didn't seem too nervous.

There are only more than two months until the college entrance examination. At this time, some people are holding their breath and preparing to make a final effort, while others have already begun to look away.

Jiang Mu also had to recognize the reality, no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible for her to go to the same university as Han Shiyan.

I can only do my best and obey the destiny.

The debts I owed willfully in the past must be repaid.

I didn't study hard before, and it was too late to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

There is nothing so cheap in the world, you can play when you want, and you can get points when you want.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Han Yan.

Talented players can play when they want to play and take exams when they want to.

Thinking about it, Jiang Mu felt a little jealous of Han Yan.

When I get dizzy from doing a question, I send an emoji of "beating someone" to Han Yan.

Han Yan would often take a picture of her desk and send it to Jiang Mu.

And on her desk are open extracurricular novels.

Even if you don't listen to lectures in class, you can still get high marks in the exam.

Jiang Mu was even angrier.

Then he went to trouble Han Shiyan.

Kicked Han Shiyan's chair and secretly pulled Han Shiyan's hair.

When Han Shiyan got annoyed, he threw two papers to Jiang Mu: "These two papers are finished."

Jiang Mu shook his head: "No."

Han Shiyan asked calmly: "Don't want to write or can't do it? Han Yan knows this question."

Jiang Mu: "..."

Although it is true that she cannot catch up with a genius like Han Yan, she will not admit defeat.

*
In the last two months, Jiang Mu felt that he was not awake at all.

There are mountains of books and seas of questions, and I can't wake up every day, just like a learning machine.

I just thought in my heart that before the college entrance examination comes, I must know one more question.

Think about it every day, and then slowly get through it.

In the three-mode test, Jiang Mu's score dropped a little, and he got the worst test since this semester.

Seeing that the college entrance examination is about to take place, the mentality cannot be broken.

Jiang Mu understood the truth, but she still couldn't hold back the paper and threw it away.

I didn't go to the evening self-study at night, and I went home without telling anyone when I carried my schoolbag.

When Han Shiyan realized that there was no one behind him in the evening self-study class, he took out his mobile phone and sent Jiang Mu a WeChat message.

*
Jiang Mu was walking home, and when Han Shiyan's WeChat message came, she was walking slowly on the side of the road.

The weather in May is not too hot.

Jiang Mu was wearing short sleeves and walked loosely.

Kicking the pebbles on the side of the road, he walked slowly.

When the phone vibrated in her pocket, she hesitated for a moment, wanting to reach out, but didn't bother to take it out to look.

She could guess that it might be Han Shiyan or Mu Chi who sent her the message right now.

Mu Chi's words probably asked her where she went.

Han Shiyan already knew that she had escaped from the evening self-study, and he would probably have to explain a lot of truths by then.

Kind of annoying.

Jiang Mu didn't bother to leave, so he simply sat down on the side of the road.

The edge of the flower bed was shallow and short, Jiang Mu sat there as if squatting on the ground, her slender body was just a small ball.

She rested her chin and watched the people coming and going on the side of the road, her mind was empty.

The phone in my pocket vibrated a few more times.

Jiang Mu endured it for a while, but still couldn't hold back and took out the phone.

Han Shiyan sent her four messages.

The first one is: "Where did you go?"

The second is: "Speak."

The third is: "Where."

The fourth is: "I came to you."

No more than four words per sentence.

Jiang Mu wrinkled his nose and made up his mind to ignore him.

But her hands didn't work, and against her will, she sent Han Shiyan her address at this time without authorization.

Ugh.

The address had already been sent, so Jiang Mu could only sit there and wait for Han Shiyan to come over.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt something was wrong.

Han Shiyan really wants to skip class to find her.

Jiang Mu stared at a small ant on the ground for a while, and then looked in the direction of the school.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I finally saw a familiar figure.

Han Shiyan ran over from the direction of the school, his hair was blown by the wind while running.

When he ran to Jiang Mu, he was out of breath: "You..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he only said one word, then bent down and put his hands on his knees to breathe.

Jiang Mu laughed at him: "With your little physical strength, I'm afraid you won't even be able to hold your wife when you get married."

Han Shiyan raised his head when he heard the words, his brown eyes were as calm as water.

Jiang Mu felt extremely uncomfortable being watched by him.

She blinked her eyes, and said stiffly, "I'll just talk casually... Maybe you can find someone thin enough to hug you."

Han Shiyan suddenly smiled inexplicably, and said, "I like fat ones."

Jiang Mu was taken aback when he heard this.

She looked down at her wrist, and remembered that she was only ninety pounds during the physical examination.

I was a little flustered for a while.

Han Shiyan had already sat down beside her.

Jiang Mu leaned towards him, and asked seriously: "You...are you telling the truth? Do you really like fat people? Can't you be thin?"

If not, wouldn't she want to gain weight?

It seems difficult to gain weight from others.

Jiang Mu squeezed his wrist, a little worried.

I don't know which sentence of hers touched Han Shiyan's smile, Han Shiyan suddenly burst out laughing.

It was the laugh-out-loud laugh.

Jiang Mu would only laugh like this when he heard something particularly funny.

But Jiang Mu couldn't laugh.

Because she could feel that Han Shiyan was laughing at her.

She reached out and slapped Han Shiyan: "What are you laughing at?"

Han Shiyan put his hand on his lips, stopped smiling, and then turned to look at Jiang Mu: "It's nothing, it's not funny at all."

He said it wasn't funny, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Mu was so angry that he kicked him.

Han Shiyan had been kicked by her many times, and now he was able to dodge flexibly and accurately.

He looked at Jiang Mu with a smile, and said, "I'm already so thin, and I still like to kick people, I'm afraid it will be difficult to marry in the future."

Jiang Mu gritted his teeth: "Han Shiyan, you are courting death!"

Han Shiyan and Jiang Mu have been together for nearly a year, and they have a lot of experience.

Just before Jiang Mu broke out, he got up and ran away.

But Jiang Mu is a long-distance runner, how could Han Shiyan be her opponent.

Jiang Mu got up and chased after him.

But Han Shiyan shamelessly bought a cone and waited for her not far away.

He stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, the smile on his face hadn't faded completely.

With clean eyes and a bright expression, he stretched out his hand and handed the cone to her: "Here you are."

(End of this chapter)