"Xi Xi, I didn't mean it, it was intentional."

Sometimes Wu Siming did deliberately make her angry and fuck her better, which was also one of his fun.

Is there any difference?

Lu Manxi glanced at him and said angrily, "One day I can't get angry and coax me, we'll end up."

Wu Siming was not worried. He annoyed Lu Manxi a hundred times. He had a hundred ways to make her happy.

As long as I want to coax her, I can always coax her well.

Lu Manxi is not particularly docile in temper, but she is not a girl who keeps getting angry and never gets into the air.

It’s warm in spring, and Wu Siming also attends three evening self-study festivals at night.

I couldn't go home long ago, so Wu Siming had a lot of dinner, and bought two more steamed buns with a large portion of noodles.

The noodles are four or five pieces, two steamed buns a piece, a total of five and a half pieces.

After returning to the classroom after dinner, Lu Manxi was already in the classroom. Wu Siming said, "Don't you wash the dishes?"

"My dad doesn't need it."

Lu Manxi sat back on his seat.

"I just finished my meal and didn't leave for a while?"

Wu Siming took the English book and prepared to go out.

Lu Manxi sat down and didn't want to learn it, so she took the book out. Xiao Ming was under the second tree opposite the teaching building. She went under the third tree. Xiao Ming came over and she went under the fourth tree.

"That's it, Xixi, you have to be twenty meters away from me, otherwise it will affect my memorization of words."

Wu Siming smiled and said, he went to the first tree.

Lu Manxi glared at him from a distance, thinking that Xiao Ming had come to stick to her, but it turned out that he was driving her away.

Lu Manxi kicked the stone bench, went to the tree on the far right, and walked behind the big tree to read a book.

Wu Siming looked back and thought that the past was not over. Now he had to restrain his feelings appropriately. Both of them gathered together in free time and could not learn. Over time, their grades would definitely decline.

The balance between feelings and learning is Wu Siming's biggest challenge in the next two years.

Lu Manxi also understood that she was worried that she was too far away from Xiao Ming was unhappy. It seemed that she was too worried, Xiao Ming was even more sensible than she thought.

Lu Manxi looked at Xiao Ming from afar and turned around to read a book with peace of mind.

At six or fifty, the road was back and came to the first tree, "How do you remember the words?"

"You test, the top twenty."

Wu Siming closed the book as he said.

Lu Manxi went through the exam one by one from the first one. Twenty Wu Siming turned his back to seventeen, and Lu Manxi said, "No, I'll take the time to write to it at night, and it'll be OK to memorize it tomorrow morning."

Now Wu Siming has no pressure to memorize words now. He has a certain sense of language. As long as the pronunciation is accurate, he can remember it almost the same.

"I originally wanted to go to the bathroom, but I've delayed it for you," Lu Manxi looked at her phone, and it was 6:57, "You can accompany me after the first get out of class."

Wu Siming said he couldn't go.

It happened to be class back to the classroom. In the evening, Zhao Xin asked the students to review the last year's final exam paper and give some tutoring.

"Is this test difficult?"

Zhao Xin flipped through the test paper and asked?

"It's hard to explode."

“…”

"Oh, I don't want to say anything more now. If I study this set of papers seriously and fail to pass, it means it is not suitable for science."

Zhao Xin is not afraid of attacking students. She is a child of sixteen or seventeen years old, so she needs to have this kind of stress resistance.

"Teacher, my geography and history are worse. The history teacher said I am not suitable for liberal arts. What should I do?"

Wang Li also sighed.

"The high school entrance examination scores are above 515. I have reached this point for half a year and I feel embarrassed to ask me what to do. I blame me for not teaching well?"

Zhao Xin slapped Wang Li on the head with the paper.

Bai Jiandao: "Wang Li Deser, are you proud of being over 70 in the chemistry exam?"

Of course Zhao Xin knew.

"The teacher is very light in the fight, so he should use this."

Ma Huaiwen, who was behind Wang Li, rolled up a chemistry book to Zhao Xin.

"Don't you take it seriously when preparing to study liberal arts chemistry?"

Zhao Xin took the chemistry book that Ma Huaiwen rolled up and gave it to Ma Huaiwen.

"I deserve it. The teacher removed Ma Huaiwen's chemistry representative and asked me to be the representative of the science subject, and I cannot let liberal arts students be the representative of the science subject."

Wang Li gloated.

"What I said doesn't matter, let Teacher Lu retreat."

Zhao Xin said with a smile.

"I haven't divided the subject yet, I'm not a liberal arts student yet." Ma Huaiwen said: "Even if I study literature, I will be the last bad guy for Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Xin walked to Wu Siming, opened Wu Siming's paper and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Is it better for me to teach or Lu Manxi to teach."

"Of course, Teacher Zhao taught it well."

Lu Manxi hurriedly said.

"The teacher leads it into the door and practice depends on yourself."

Teacher Zhao has a good relationship with Lu Manxi, and Wu Siming doesn’t flatter anyone, but naturally he has to affirm the teacher’s contribution.

"Hey, Wu Siming, you are proud. If I have a good deskmate, I can learn well."

Some people have very touching EQ, such as the deputy squad leader has a cheer, and a sentence makes Zhao Xin and her deskmate Zhang Lei feel ashamed.

"If you can't learn well, blame me. If you can't tell me, are you blaming the earth for not having gravity?"

Zhang Lei, who is a deskmate and class monitor at Gale, couldn't stand it anymore.

"There is not enough time to talk about it all, let's choose to talk about it."

Zhao Xin returned to the podium and started tutoring.

After class, Lu Manxi asked Wu Siming to go to the toilet. Wu Siming played with his cell phone and said he didn't want to go. Lu Manxi snatched his cell phone and ran away.

Wu Siming asked for a cell phone when he went out.

Lu Manxi didn't give it to her, so she casually looked through Xiao Ming's chat records, "Why don't you reply when Han Shan sent you a message?"

Wu Siming said: "How can I go back when you hold the phone with me?"

"I sent it to you before class. You won't reply after one class. I obviously don't want to reply, so I will reply for you." Lu Manxi said and replied to Xiao Ming: I am Xiao Ming's deskmate, so I'll help him hang QQ.

Now Lu Manxi is doing these things with confidence.

"When you see my message, you can't pretend not to see it or not reply. If you have something to do, you will reply. If you read a book, you will say you will read it. If you can't see it, you won't say anything."

Lu Manxi returned the phone to Xiao Mingdao.

"The phone is on for you twenty-four hours."

When he arrived at the toilet, Wu Siming also went in and urinated. A buddy squatted in the pit and looked down. This guy Wu Siming looked familiar and played basketball together. Wu Siming asked him what was wrong. The buddy said that his phone had fallen in.

"The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come."

Wu Siming glanced at it and said that the septic tank below the pit was really floating.

"I bought it in the first month."

The guy looked disappointed.

Wu Siming almost laughed kindly, saying in his heart that the one he bought today also fell in, and then it fell in. Brother, are you planning to get it out or what?

The guy glanced at him again and sighed and left.

Wu Siming had already come out and said to him, "This time he was even slower than me."

Wu Siming pointed to the boy in front of him and told him everything about his cell phone falling into the pit.

"This is too unlucky." Lu Manxi smiled, "I will learn from it in the future."

In the third self-study, Wu Siming took the physics books and mathematics books to the other side, and consciously sat separately from Lu Manxi.

"Are you willing to leave with your deskmate?"

"Let's go."

Lu Manxi smiled and waved goodbye.

"You won't go back?"

Bai Jian came back outside and told Wu Siming.

“Adap to accommodation in advance.”

Wu Siming smiled.

"Take a grudge."
Chapter completed!