Jiangshen's Xiao Zuojing is strawberry flavored

Chapter 174 Umbrella

Old Chen standing behind: "...?"

He blocked the sun with his notebook and walked forward, knocking on Song Ruan's head: "Those who don't know think you are in the class next door."

Song Ruan smiled at Old Chen: "Isn't it too hot?"

If he had been basking in the sun for such a day, his whole body would be like coal.

Lao Chen didn't say anything, and found a shady place to sit and play with his mobile phone.

He only needs to go to the stage at the very beginning of the school celebration to commend the top ten teachers, and now he has nothing to do with Lao Chen.

Originally, the school planned to let Lao Chen talk about his experience in educating students, but Lao Chen refused.

The current weather is too cloudy and cloudy. It was cold a few days ago, but today the sky is clear again.

Regardless of the above, standing on stage and reading a speech is not very comfortable.

It's better to watch from the audience and be a salted fish.

Xu Xing walked up to Song Ruan with an umbrella, looking worried.

He was originally worried that Song Ruan would be exposed to the sun...but this person didn't need him at all.

And Song Ruan saw him coming, said a few words to the people around him, and immediately walked towards Xu Xing.

"A Xing, you actually brought an umbrella? When did you become so delicate?"

He stood under Xu Xingsan: "It just so happens that we can fight together, lest Old Chen say that we are in the class next door."

Song Ruan pulled Xu Xing to the back.

Xu Xing's expression softened a bit: "I checked the weather forecast yesterday, so I just took a parasol."

The habit of weather forecasting was developed after the heavy rain.

——Chen Yu's sentence: "It's better to check the weather forecast when you go out in the future" is extremely lethal.

What's more, he was ill for two days in the rain, and he couldn't remember it deeply.

The sun not only harmed the people in the back row, but even the people in the front couldn't be spared in the near future.

Many people went back to the classroom to get coats or umbrellas, intending to cover them.

Qiao Mian and Jiang Si also walked towards the classroom together, and returned after blowing on the air conditioner for a long time.

Jiang Si raised the corners of his lips, "Ah Xing brought an umbrella?"

Thinking about it, I knew it wasn't Song Ruan who took it, he wasn't that careful.

The two turned around.

Just as Jiang Si was about to speak, he felt a shadow cast over his head, and at the same time, Qiao Mian beside him was no longer under the sunlight.

Qiao Mian raised her eyes.

The psychology teacher smiled at them and handed over the umbrella.

She is very petite, shorter than both of them, and it takes a little effort to hold an umbrella.

Qiao Mian took over the psychology teacher's umbrella without even thinking about it.

Before I had time to say thanks, the psychology teacher seemed to be leaving.

"Here's the umbrella for you guys. I'll go to the teaching building and stand there later." She said, "Just remember to return the umbrella to me."

After the words fell, the psychology teacher turned around and left.

She didn't have an umbrella, and her whole body was exposed to the sun, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Ruan raised her eyebrows: "I just stood there for so long and didn't see the psychology teacher come to deliver an umbrella. Is it really the privilege of a good student?"

He said it jokingly, and got closer to Xu Xing.

Jiang Si ignored his gag and laughed: "Is there a program list? When will the speech end?"

The school not only has teachers giving speeches, but also arranges for students to give speeches. I am afraid that they will not have to give speeches all morning.

"I just posted it in the group, didn't you read it?" Song Ruan looked down.

"It's too dangerous to hold a mobile phone in front, and I'm worried about being discovered by the grade director."

Jiang Si shrugged. Although most of the teachers cared about them and knew there was no way to stop them, the grade director still persisted.

(End of this chapter)