Chapter 16 Ignition
"Wipe the table." The eraser in my hand kept wiping every corner of the table carefully, "Don't you think that the table is always sticky when it rains? Look, my white eraser, wipe Everything that came out turned black, which shows how dirty the table is."

The corner of Lan Zhongwen's mouth twitched slightly, "Get up."

He got up suddenly, startled me, and stood up in a daze.He took out my schoolbag and stuffed it into my arms, carefully removed the pen holder, and put it in my hand, "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife, look at me."

After speaking, they called another male cadre at work, and the two of them moved the table out. Before leaving, they told me, "You look after my things for me first. I'll wash the table and I'll be right back."

There was no class at this time, and the students were sitting and chatting together in twos and threes. Seeing Lan Zhongwen moved the table, they all looked at him curiously.

Curious male students followed them into the toilet to find out.

I don't know where he got the dish soap, and he washed the table so that it exudes a fresh smell of lemon. When he came back, the table looked brand new and had been wiped clean.

"This?" I was a little surprised, how did you do it?

He put the things back on the desk, and said in a light tone, "It won't stick this time, will it?"

I reached out and touched it, and it was really smooth.

"How did you do it?"

He smiled mischievously, "Teachers often eat in the office. There is dish soap in the office. As for the others, it's not difficult to find paper towels to wipe the table."

"High." I praised him in admiration.

Lan Zhongwen couldn't help laughing, "The next time you feel the table is sticky, tell me, I'll wash it, and it will be done in 10 minutes. If you use an eraser to clean it, you may have to wipe it for a day."

then.

Lan Zhongwen once again sparked a frenzy for washing the table. From the third year of junior high school to the first day of junior high school, they washed the table over and over again. The suitors of Dai Xue and Xin Xuan were overly attentive. They not only washed the table for them, but also washed the table for them. They also washed the table of their idol Wei Bei Bei.

It was still the cold rainy day, and it was the turn of Wei Beibei, Rong Yan, Lan Zhongwen, and me to be duty students.

Rong Yan asked for leave to go home because of dizziness halfway, and Lan Zhongwen was going to the multimedia room to attend training, so Wei Beibei and I were the only students on duty.

However, Wei Beibei's leg was still in plaster, so he was unable to move and could not do things at all.He sat in his seat and did his homework leisurely, without even intending to get up to clean up.

I had to resign myself to moving groups of chairs to the desk.

Not long after, a few boys stood outside the classroom and looked around. When they saw Wei Beibei, they put their shoulders together and walked in with a smile, "Brother Bei, we came to see you. How are you doing in the third year of junior high?"

"Don't mention it, it's not fun at all, it's boring." Seeing a few young people, Wei Beibei instantly changed from a humble and polite high-quality student to a ruffian, propped himself up with his hands, and sat on the table.

Several people gathered around his table talking and laughing.

Soon, he sneakily took out a cigarette. In the concept of boys of this age, smoking is a symbol of maturity, growth, and a sign of handsomeness.

You can be as handsome as you like, the rules for middle school students clearly stipulate that smoking is prohibited, so such "mature" should be avoided in the teaching building.

Several people closed the back door, put chairs against the door, and sat on it to swallow the clouds.

I frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, just took the broom and cleaned mine by myself.I see a lot of boys who smoke. Although I don't like their style, I won't criticize them.

Weibeibei is still very satisfied with my performance of not caring about other things.

I finished sweeping the other four groups, and started to sweep the fifth group. One of them flicked the cigarette butt to the ground I was sweeping. I felt a little disgusted, but I still went to sweep.

After a while, another cigarette butt flicked off. I looked up and saw that they were chatting happily, which should be all unconscious movements, so I glanced over again.

When the third cigarette butt appeared, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and walked over with a broom, "Student, can you stop throwing cigarette butts?"

This person is Zhou Zhou, and he is teaching his buddies how to flick cigarettes aggressively and handsomely.

Seeing that my tone was not distracted, Zhou Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at me. His fluffy seaweed-like long hair was slightly curled, his eyelashes were thick and long, and his eyes were bewitching amber, lazy and charming.

At first glance, she was a standard beauty, and he changed his smiling face instantly, "Student, is smoking prohibited here?"

Wei Beibei sneered, glanced at me and said to Zhou Zhou, "Who said that? I haven't said anything yet. This is my territory. You can smoke as you like."

"This beauty won't let me go." Zhou Zhou was very polite, leaving the cigarette butt on the ground and stamping it out with his foot.

Zhou Zhou is not usually so obedient, could it be that he has taken a fancy to Xiao Jiujiu?Wei Beibei sneered, and said with disdain, "What beauty? She's just an ignorant bastard."

"Isn't it? This kind of thing is still called soil?" Is there any school that is not soiled?

The brothers agreed with Zhou Zhou's opinion, and they got together to chat about it. After a bit of verbal confrontation, Zhou Zhou said firmly, "I think she is pretty, and she is more than enough to be a school belle."

"It's not bad, prettier than the girlfriend Beige has now."

"Look at her skin, it's like bullying frost and snow, it can be broken by blowing bullets."

"Come on." Wei Beibei couldn't stand being attacked by his brothers, and raised his voice sarcastically, "I'm a fan of Leslie Cheung."

There was unspeakable sarcasm in the voice.

My back stiffened while sweeping the floor.It turned out that this was the reason. He alienated me because of Tan Zhang's struggle for hegemony.

Sure enough, the influence of Zhang Tan's hegemony is very deep.

Wei Beibei and his faction are all Alan Tam's number one fans. Hearing this, his face turned pale. Zhou Zhou sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that we don't agree with each other because of different ways."

"What a pity? It's just an ugly monster. It's not a pity at all."

"That's right, she's a rotten pear, you can tell she's not a good woman at first glance." The brothers immediately changed their words, as expected of Alan Tam's loyal fans, idols are the first.

Zhou Zhou lit another cigarette and even spat the smoke ring on my face.

Several people laughed together.

(End of this chapter)

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