The last geography test in the afternoon.

After taking the exam for one day, Wu Siming didn't have the time to study at night. After handing over the paper ten minutes in advance, he went outside the classroom of Class 3 with two pps. Lu Manxi seemed to Wu Siming made a phone call gesture and went to pick up the car and went home.

"Wu Siming, are you changing the car to ride?"

Liu Yazhou also came to pick up the car and told Wu Siming.

"You have no back seat. I'm going to send my sister to school in the morning."

Wu Siming implicitly refused. His car was not borrowed for others or changed to a car, with the exception of his best friend.

Liu Yazhou said: "You have a sister, how did you live with family planning?"

"Spend money, money can make the devil push the mill."

Wu Siming smiled and said, because his sister Wu Sifan spent a lot of money at home, he fined him at most two thousand at one time, and 2,000 yuan in the past 1990s was a lot, but now it should be worth more than 20,000 yuan. The family was almost selling out at that time.

"It's great to have a brother and sister. My mother also got pregnant with me at that time and didn't dare to ask for it."

Liu Yazhou's regretful way.

“Sometimes it’s annoying.”

Wu Siming smiled and said, "It's impossible for my parents to fight, and even if I sell the bad guys, I will be born."

As soon as he left school, Wu Siming's phone rang and the road was full of joy.

Wu Siming stopped the car and answered, "What's wrong?"

Lu Manxi: "Didn't you let me come out and call?"

"I want to contact me if I have something to do," Wu Siming convinced the mind of the god of learning. "If you want to see me, just say it. What's the relationship between us now? There is no need to make excuses."

"You're thinking too much, I thought you were going to study at night," Lu Manxi interrupted, "Where are you now?"

"At the school gate, I'm going to go home," Wu Siming: "Do you want to send it to you?"

"Then you wait."

Lu Manxi is not polite either. My dad has something to do in school, so he takes Xiao Ming's ride.

Wu Siming was waiting on the side of the road, and the old girl sent another text message asking if she would go home for dinner. Wu Siming replied. After a while, Man Xi looked up at the school gate and ran over and said, "How is the geography exam?"

"No, it feels harder than a living creature."

Wu Siming shook his head and said.

"It's still difficult to biology, because you have little geography and have not learned the difficulty of biology yet, so it's very troublesome to calculate genetic probability."

Lu Manxi said as she sat on the side of the car and grabbed the seat with both hands.

"Don't hold it?"

Wu Siming looked at the back and said.

"It's not good to let the students see how much."

Lu Manxi was embarrassed and sat down and asked to set off.

"Wu Siming, you won't add a back seat specifically for Manxi, right?"

Passing by the bus stop sign, the classmates from Class 3 shouted.

"Yes, she's overweight, she's removed the back seat another day."

Wu Siming replied with a smile.

Seeing Wu Siming carrying Lu Manxi away, all the students behind him were envious and even removed the back seat. As long as Lu Manxi was willing to take my bicycle, I will buy one now.

"I'm less than ninety-five pounds, okay?"

Lu Manxi took photos of Wu Siming.

"A girl's 94 pounds isn't it heavy?"

Wu Siming, a girl is 1,60 and weighs 90 and is not fat, but she is not fat alone.

"Then you said I was thin and advised me to eat more meat."

Lu Manxi said angrily.

"My silly wife, fat and weight are different. You look quite thin if you are over 90 pounds. A person of 1.5 meters will be fat if he weighs 1.7 meters will be a bolt of lightning."

Wu Siming looked tired, and he was stupider than a poor student.

"Who is your wife?" Lu Manxi said after holding her mouth for a few seconds, "It's not good to be tall, like a bamboo pole."

"I also think so in elementary and junior high school. Because I am anxious, every time I row the seats are in the last row or the second to last. The second row of junior high school is the front and the third to last. To be honest, I have never sat in the front four rows so old. The most uncomfortable thing is that the last row is often boys,"

Wu Siming looked at the back with his eyes:

"Xi Xi, I said you are the third female deskmate I remembered, do you believe it?"

"letter."

Lu Manxi nodded, and girls in the last two rows were particularly scarce.

Wu Siming continued: "And the first two have not exceeded half a year. The first one was in the fifth grade of elementary school, which is the earliest one I can remember now. The teacher arranged a girl for me in the third quarter of the afternoon. It was the fifth row. As a result, I was sent to the second to last row in the fourth quarter, which made me angry. I stared at the girl throughout the class. Later, I suspected that the boy behind me asked the teacher to tell me that I was blocking him."

"Is it so miserable?" Lu Manxi let out a geese-hoo laugh, "What about the other one?"

Wu Siming said: "When I first entered junior high school, I was the last row. The old class actually appointed me a female deskmate. The good times didn't last long. In the winter, the old class transferred the girl to the front,"

"Xiao Ming, your first two female deskmates have not sat for half a year in total, okay?"

Lu Manxi smiled so hard that she couldn't stop her. No wonder Xiao Ming liked female deskmates so much.

"I really want to cut myself into a piece of my seat. Every time the teacher asks the whole class to line up and stand outside, I deliberately bend my legs." Wu Siming smiled and said, "When I grow up, I feel it's better to be taller."

"It's not good for boys to be too low."

Lu Manxi nodded. The boy was too low and his girlfriend was taller than him when wearing high heels. It was quite awkward.

"The same goes for girls. You will know the advantage of being tall when you go to college."

After Wu Siming finished the high school entrance examination, he went to a three-book campus. His long white legs were so pleasing to the eye.

"I have also sat at a few male deskmates, but because I have been good at elementary school, my deskmates are both well-behaved and well-educated," Lu Manxi leaned forward and smiled unkindly, "To be honest, Xiao Ming, you are the worst deskmates I have ever been to study."

"You always talk about your achievements."

Wu Siming sniffed.

"What do students talk about if they don't talk about grades?"

Lu Manxi said with a smile.

"That can't be generalized," Wu Siming's car stopped by the side of the road, turned around and looked at Lu Manxi and said, "You have studied well, can you guarantee that you can get better in every exam? You have a higher Chinese and history than me, and I will be your last name."

Manxi is really unsure of these two ways.

After leaving the campus, she gently grabbed Xiao Ming’s back and looked at Xiao Ming’s pocket, and her little hand quietly reached out.

"Xixi, don't move, give it to me. I really think the inner warehouse you gave is very expensive, and I like it more than the rag doll lamps given to me on my birthday."

Wu Siming looked down and shouted to stop.

Lu Manxi pouted, but she didn't plan to grab it back. She just got the second one, since Xiao Ming liked it.

"I don't have classmates anymore, aren't you still holding them?"

At the intersection, Wu Siming stopped.

Lu Manxi said, "My mother is getting off work at this point. What if she meets me?"

"Just say your arm is a seat belt, your mother can't help but let me not wear a seat belt."

Wu Siming smiled.

When I arrived at the road outside the Manxi family community, Wu Siming stopped the car.

The road was moving down, his feet were all in one go, his hands were hooked on his backpack, hanging in front of him, watching Wu Siming leave first.

But Wu Siming always feels that every time he walks like this, he looks at Lu Manxi without any reaction, "take    me        your       heart, take    me          your     soul, give    me      your        your                                                �

This is the only English song that Wu Siming can sing, and he has worked hard to learn.

Lu Manxi has heard this song on Wu Siming's P3. It's very nice. Xiao Ming sang it well, and the slightly heavy voice is quite textured. She stretched out her hand from her cuffs and handed it to Xiao Ming.

Wu Siming was about to catch him, but Lu Manxi pulled him back and turned around and left gracefully.

Little girl, she is getting more and more fairy.

Wu Siming shook his head and smiled.

After returning home, my mother was cooking, my father and my sister Wu Sifan were watching TV, and Wu Siming also squeezed over.

"How about the exam?"

Wu Qingping looked at the bastard and said.

"It's okay, everyone who took the exam today is good at it," Wu Siming said: "Tomorrow's lunarity, mathematics and physics, and the day after tomorrow's English are all my weak subjects."

"At the beginning, don't lose your English. You must do a good job in mathematics. If you really can't keep up with science in the next semester, you can still study liberal arts."

Liu Yumei came out of the kitchen and said.

"Know."

Wu Siming said perfunctorily and said in his heart that it is impossible to study liberal arts.

Wu Sifan used to take his brother's pocket with his claws. When Wu Siming reacted, it was too late.

"Brother, this..."
Chapter completed!