Seeing that Jiang Jiang didn't even raise his head, the other party clearly didn't want to talk to him and knocked on the table unhappily.
The whole classroom was in a state of chaos.
"No."
Jiang Jiang knew how to be perfunctory. He didn't even raise his head and continued writing the test paper without paying any attention to him.
Lin Zhifang suddenly felt bored.
But...what if she studies and writes her homework so hard?
Anyway, people like her will not have a good future.
After thinking this way, Lin Zhifang felt satisfied.
He turned around and discussed with his brothers where to play games after school.
The conversation was so serious that the teacher didn't even notice when the bell rang and the teacher came into the class.
"Lin Zhifang, stand up for me!!"
Following the math teacher's roar, he stood up dejectedly and walked to the door of the classroom.
The tall man, nearly 1.7 meters tall, looked like a door god standing at the door.
The math teacher stood on the podium, feeling very sad. He slapped the table and shouted: "Students, you only have one youth. We all have to work hard. Don't give up a good life for the happiness in front of you..."
The teacher was spitting on the podium, and the students below could not resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
Jiang Jiang buried his head in writing the test paper.
Not that she loves learning so much.
It's just that she has long forgotten all the little knowledge she had in high school.
If you don't study hard, you won't be able to get back that little knowledge... When you take the college entrance examination, you will be embarrassed.
So you still have to study hard.
…
After sitting there all day, when the school bell rang, the teacher just stepped out of the classroom door.
The students in the class began to pack their things.
Jiang Jiang was no exception. He stuffed everything into his schoolbag.
Pursing her lips, she dragged her nylon bag towards the school gate.
Go out from the school gate and walk through a small alley to reach the scrap collection station.
The owner of the scrap collection station knows me very well, and every time he counts the scraps, he will add an extra dollar or two to himself.
After a rough calculation, there were a total of fifteen yuan in this bag.
Calculate your savings over the years.
It should be three or four hundred yuan.
Very good, if you save more, you will be financially secure when you leave.
Some are seriously calculating, how much money will they spend? How much money will they save next?
I didn't realize anything was wrong with the situation in front of me.
Until someone's voice sounded in the alley:
"You blame me for being a bad gamer. Why can't you hold in your poop? Why do you blame me for the lack of gravity on the earth?"
"With all this time around me, why not take a look at your game-playing skills? If you let those little skills go out, I think it's really embarrassing."
…
"Don't be arrogant. The equipment you are using is just better. Who are you to disgust me?"
"That's it, just because the internet speed at your home is good and your equipment is a little better, who do you look down on?"
…
Jiang Jiang suddenly realized something.
I must have encountered some kind of quarrel or fight.
All right.
Whether you quarrel or fight, it has nothing to do with you.
Can you please let yourself go first and then talk about it?