Handsome school grass: fall in love with drag girl

Chapter 59 The Tangled Situation (2)

Why is it so troublesome to write a note now!When I was in the countryside, the notes passed by Chuanshuo could be piled up into a hill!

"Fei Yang: Teacher Mo Ru asked you to go to her office after class. Student S."

This is good!This S represents both Chuanshuo's "Shuo" and Shi Zhenxiang's "History".

Chuan Shuo was satisfied now, tore off the sheet, and wrote it neatly again, stroke by stroke, as if Chuan Shuo had never written like that.

Handwriting is like a person, since you can't tell him face to face, handwriting can still give you such a tragic appearance.

After writing back and forth 4 times, Chuanshuo felt satisfied when the seventh sticky note was torn off.

"Ring, ring, ring." Before the fold was finished, Chuan Shuo heard the nasty bell for the end of get out of class.

How the hell did you finish class so quickly? !It used to be as slow as a turtle crawling!Chuanshuo held the pen, thinking that the bell was not the sound of heaven, but the doorbell of hell.

What kind of note do you want to send? get out of class is over? !I am very hesitant...

Du Ziteng, who was reading the magazine for the entire class, suddenly reached out and grabbed a note from the table, "What did you write about in a class?!"

"Don't look!" Chuan Shuo hurriedly wanted to grab it back.

Look, as I said earlier, they often disagree temporarily, and then reconcile inexplicably.Sometimes even they themselves don't know when to start reconciliation...

It was already too late when Chuan Shuo went to grab the note, and Du Ziteng opened it to see clearly, "Fei Yang: Teacher Mo Ru asked you to go to the office after class."

"What nonsense?! Wrote a class?! Are you afraid to talk to him or are you pretending to be teasing?!" Du Ziteng had a disdainful expression on his face.

"I don't know the students in the class, and I don't know which one is Fei Yang. And my feet." Chuanshuo pointed to his feet, indicating that it was inconvenient, and began to "quibble" for himself.

"I don't know who you are still writing notes?!" Du Ziteng rolled his eyes to Chuanshuo, then turned his head forward, and shouted loudly: "Hey! Fei Yang! Teacher Mo Ru asked you to go to the office!"

I rely on!Did you just say that? !And that note I spent a class writing? !Du Ziteng, you have the guts! ! !

The person whose name was called heard the voice and turned to look at Du Ziteng. Du Ziteng pointed in the direction of the office and nodded to confirm.Fei Yang walked out of the classroom without saying a word.

Du Ziteng, Du Ziteng, sometimes I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to know you so well.

Chuan Shuo lost all energy like a deflated ball.

What he got in return was Du Ziteng's contemptuous look: "It's just asking someone to go to the office, it doesn't cost a single drop of saliva, I wrote a bunch of notes, whimpering like a bitch, oh... no, you're a bitch, haha !"

Du Ziteng, whichever day you don't harm me is the blessing I cultivated in eight lifetimes!
After a few days, Chuanshuo's feet were basically healed, and he was able to walk in sneakers, but it was not so painful to walk with some thick cotton inside the shoes.

After Chuanshuo stopped going to class, she began to take the No. 116 bus that went directly to her home and school gate. Wang Jiadong no longer waited for her at the school gate every day, but she would still come to Chuanshuo when get out of class was over. Shuo tucked snacks next to Shuo's seat.

After class this day, Wang Jiadong came again.

Du Ziteng was playing a game console, while Chuan Shuo was reading a magazine at the side.

(End of this chapter)