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Chapter 142

"Lin Xiaoxian!"

"Don't you two stand outside every day?"

"Hee hee, come and warm us up."

On his way back to the classroom from the toilet every day, Lin Xiaoxian can encounter the harassment of a group of liberal arts girls in class 5 and class 6.

At first, these Yingyan knew how to be ashamed of themselves. Later, they became brazen.

Lin Xiaoxian's attitude also changed from pretending to ignore to perfunctory response. Finally, he was reluctantly assimilated and responded to harassment from time to time.

"Little girl, be more self-respect."

"Cut, serious..."

"It's the real Sutra."

Lin Xiaoxian held his head high.

"To tell you the truth, I have a girlfriend, so you are more reserved every day and don't provoke married men."

Lin Xiaoxian pretended to back his hands and announced a "big news".

However, after hearing this, the girls did not react as expected. They looked at each other and showed a little strange expression:

"We already know this..."

"Ha?"

Know it earlier.

Lin Xiaoxian stayed for a while. Didn't he have a formal relationship with Gu Xiaoyan just two days ago?

"Your girlfriend is the monitor of class 7."

Someone told the truth at once.

As we all know, there is often more than one truth, and a second person immediately tells the second "truth":

"No, no, it's Zhou Jia."

"Who is Zhou Jia?"

"Xueba in science is similar to Hu Zhiwen in our class."

"Oh, oh..."

Oh, shit!

Gossip.

Rumors.

"No, no, no..." Lin Xiaoxian shook his head like a rattle, and then someone who liked to pick up the conversation appeared:

"Oh, don't talk nonsense, okay!"

A girl with glasses twisted with two braids suddenly jumped out.

She stood beside Lin Xiaoxian, pinched her waist with one hand and stretched out her index finger with the other to wash away Lin Xiaoxian's "grievances":

"What? The monitor and Zhou Jia. Have you forgotten the little Laurie beside him?"

"Which little Lori? I don't remember. "

Don't say they don't remember, Lin Xiaoxian also wondered.

After thinking about it, it seems that only Lin Xiaoshu is around Lori.

Then the misunderstanding is even greater.

Although they don't look alike, Xiaoshu is a real biological sister.

There is no doubt about this.

Life is not a TV play. There can be no reversal of the thing that blood is thicker than water, right?

But then listening to the description of braided braid, she didn't seem to be talking about Lin Xiaoshu.

"It's also from class 7. The good-looking one always has a big school uniform."

"Oh, I've seen it! It seems to be su Yuanyuan or Gao Yuanyuan... "

God is so tall and round. My name is O'Neill!

Lin Xiaoxian make complaints about O'neal because he had bought an account of Blizzard game, and ID was called O'neal war Gao Yuanyuan, leaving him with a deep impression.

"You're talking about my deskmate. His name is Su Yuan. What is Gao Yuanyuan?"

"Well, that's Su Yuan. Is your girlfriend her?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not..."

Lin Xiaoxian waved like a duck: "don't guess, and don't spread it! That's it. Let's go. "

"Hey, don't worry, there are benefits."

Lin Xiaoxian looks sideways and gossips with these gossip women. Unexpectedly, there are benefits.

The braided braid ran into the classroom and took out a pile of inflated things.

There are potato chips, yam chips, crispy corners, wangzi puffs, excellent shrimp chips

It's all snacks.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xiaoxian pointed to himself, "give it to me?"

"Yes, how about our sister in class 5?"

Lin Xiaoxian nodded noncommittally, but he despised it in his heart.

What's good or not? I'm not greedy for my appearance.

Oh, woman

However, this time Lin Xiaoxian seems to be a little too narcissistic. The pile of snacks given to him by Mahua braid is not in his own name, but the "Christmas gifts" sent by class 5 to other brother classes.

"When did your class become our brother class of class 7?"

"It has always been. What's strange about this? Anyway, Du Tianjun taught our Chinese classes."

That's what I say, but it's always a little concerned that arts and science become a brother class, which vaguely gives people the meaning of double cultivation in martial arts novels.

I have to say that liberal arts can still play. These snacks are still second. Lin Xiaoxian took a look at the classroom of class 5. It's not lively.

The banner above the blackboard was decorated with golden pink paper, and the windows were filled with various artistic words and graffiti with foam cans. When Lin Xiaoxian left, he even saw someone move the bench and watch what kind of party they would be holding.

In contrast, class 7, when we send apples, we should try to avoid being scolded by Du Tianjun for "not doing business".

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When Lin Xiaoxian came to the door of the classroom with welfare in his arms, he "ran into" Gu Xiaoyan.

Curious, Lin Xiaoxian found that he didn't know how to say hello after dating the most familiar girl.

Especially just after reading her strange "love letter", Lin Xiaoxian only smiled foolishly when he saw this charming girl with two horsetails:

"Xiao Yan... Hey..."

"Hum..."

Gu Xiaoyan responded to him with his nose, as if he was a little unhappy. He kicked his feet against the ground and looked at the big and small bags in his hand:

"Where did you come from..."

"This is from someone else."

"Who..."

"I know my classmates."

"No! It's a lot of other girls! "

Gu Xiaoyan saw it at the door at that time. As soon as his boyfriend came out of the toilet, he entered the "Pansi hole" of class 5. Although he didn't seem to have any unusual behavior, why didn't he tell himself the truth

Gu Xiaoyan was sad and pulled out his fingers. His bright eyes twinkled, as if a thin mist was about to rise.

Lin Xiaoxian quickly coaxed him, explained it in detail, and then dealt with his determination to be as stable as an old dog in the "Pansi hole" in a literary way, which enhanced some emotional color.

"So they took the initiative to laugh with you..."

"Yes!"

"Did you get very cold... And then leave them clearly..."

"There must be!"

That's pretty much the same.

Gu Xiaoyan likes Lin Xiaoxian and will be uncomfortable if he likes it very much.

But she likes it very much, so she's easy to coax.

As long as Lin Xiaoxian explains clearly, Gu Xiaoyan will be fine.

"Have you seen the apple I gave you..."

"Well, I've seen it. I'm very moved."

"Really?"

Gu Xiaoyan blinked happily. Writing that kind of thing can also move Lin Xiaoxian. It seems that Lin Xiaoxian is as good as himself.

Well, it's a perfect match!

Two people can't always get tired of being at the door of the classroom. After Lin Xiaoxian distributed the "Christmas gifts" of his brother's class, the whole class didn't be honest anymore. They had been stealing words collectively until the end of the evening self-study.

"Where did you get the mouse?"

Wang Xinyi looked back several times on the podium and never found where the rustling or rattling sounds came from.

After all, the students were very vigilant. It was not until after school that Lin Xiaoxian "kindly" sent some snow cakes and Xianbei to teacher Wang that she realized it angrily and helplessly.

After all, it's a young teacher. Wang Xinyi won't say anything. Christmas Eve and today is Friday. It's understandable that everyone wants to relax.

Including the Christmas dinner of class 7 on the weekend, she has also vaguely heard of it.

At least the dinner party was said a few weeks ago. As soon as Lin Xiaoxian came out of the classroom, he saw someone in the class group beginning to excitedly quarrel about where to eat and where to play after dinner.

He looked down and didn't speak. As long as someone organized this kind of thing, he tried not to express his opinions. It's too troublesome.

"Lin... Lin Xiao..."

“？？？”

There is a low voice. Lin Xiaoxian's hearing should be right.

His first reaction was to put away his cell phone. Isn't mom a leader or teacher?

When he fixed his eyes, fortunately not. Lin Xiaoxian took a breath, and then walked through the shade of the trees in the night towards the thin figure as clear and beautiful as the moon.