The little fairy of the school grass is cranky again

Chapter 18 Come to our class

After lunch, Jiang Yu and Lin Xiche walked side by side, unable to figure out what she was thinking.

Then he tentatively said: "Cheche, you go back to class first, you, if you have anything to do, come to me."

Lin Xiche paused, and looked at Jiang Yu, "What? Afraid that I'll compete with your little Qingmei?"

"No." Jiang Yu shook his head quickly, and grinned, his two canine teeth were white, gentle and bright, "Then you want to go to our class?"

Lin Xiche was dazed for a moment by the bright smile, but she turned her face away without answering.

Jiang Yu said again: "Why don't you tell the teacher monk and transfer directly to our class, and you won't be wronged, and you will leave someone with something to talk about."

Lin Xiche was not afraid of talking.

But Jiang Yumo looked at her sincerely, making her unable to refuse.

There are not many things that can make Lin Xiche happy, one is to eat candy, and the other is Jiang Yu's simple two sentences now.

But Lin Xiche deliberately put on airs, shook her head a little, and arrogantly turned to Shang Zhiming's office.

Jiang Yu was behind her, with a triumphant smile on her gentle face, following her footsteps.

teacher's office.

Hearing the two people's thoughts, Shang Zhiming almost didn't laugh out loud, and asked Lin Xiche suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

Lin Xiche looked indifferent, anyway, it doesn't matter where you take the class, as long as you are happy.

Anyway, Ge Hongsheng gave her such a headache.

Just nodded casually, "Yeah."

"Okay, okay, then you guys go quickly, I will solve Lao Ge's place."

Shang Zhiming did not hide his excitement at all. After seeing off the two people, he swaggered to find Ge Hongsheng with a thermos.

Ge Hongsheng happened to be the grade director of the third department of high school, and had his own separate office. The two were old acquaintances, so they pushed the door in without hesitation.

"Old Ge, Lao Ge? Are you busy?"

Ge Hongsheng, who was immersed in dealing with the recent suspension of students who violated the rules, frowned when he heard the loud voice, put down his work, and said angrily, "Why are you here?"

This tone clearly does not welcome him.

But Shang Zhiming didn't seem to notice it, and sat directly opposite Ge Hongsheng, "Old Ge, it's nothing serious. It's just a student in your class who wanted to come to our class. He thought he couldn't take away his kindness, so he agreed."

He didn't say who it was, but Ge Hongsheng's heart skipped a beat, "It's a procedure to transfer shifts now, who will allow you to change without authorization!"

Shang Zhiming squinted at him, blew on the tea leaves soaked on the surface of the thermos cup in his hand, took a sip, and said, "Hey, the little girl said that she would transfer a class to facilitate her and Jiang Yu's exchange of learning experiences. Well, the students are very fragile psychologically, you can say that you disagree, it’s not good for students to seek life and death tomorrow, so I say this.”

"Stop, stop, stop talking nonsense to me here, who's gone?"

Hearing his ramblings gave Ge Hongsheng a headache, and now he wanted to know which brat would dare to betray him.

"Hey, just a little girl who likes to get into trouble, and you don't want to see her anyway."

"Who?"

Before Shang Zhiming could finish speaking, Ge Hongsheng raised his voice by an octave, "Lin Xiche has gone?"

Shang Zhiming shook his head, almost laughed out loud on the spot.

Classes [-] and [-] are sister classes, and the first and second graders undoubtedly come from two classes.

Either Jiang Yu or Lin Xiche.

Ge Hongsheng and Shang Zhiming had been fighting for so many years, and it was hard for him to use Lin Xiche to win the game.

She was counting on her to pass Jiang Yu's exam, so that he could feel proud of Shang Zhiming.

But Lin Xiche is too wild, every time Ge Hongsheng loves and hates her.

Unexpectedly, he ran away with someone again today.

Ge Hongsheng's eyes were darkened, and he almost spat out three liters of old blood in anger.

"This little bastard, dare to run? She has a good idea."

(End of this chapter)