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Chapter 4 Are you free tomorrow afternoon?

Xiang Beibei narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said two words in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Childish."

"You!" Zhang Tingting glared at Xiang Beibei fiercely, really going crazy. She has never met someone as cunning as Xiang Beibei in her whole life. His cunning is not at all like that of an eighteen-year-old high school student.

On the contrary, she looks like an oily person who has worked hard in the officialdom for forty or fifty years. Even most oily people may not be as good as her.

"She must be the reincarnation of a ten-thousand-year-old monster, she must be!" Zhang Tingting's pretty face turned red, and her eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.

Two school beauties were "jealous" in front of many classmates, and their target was a humble guy. If this was placed on a university campus, those idle college students would definitely upload this incident on the campus bbs.

Know.

But this is a high school campus. Chinese high school students are one of the most academically arduous groups in the world. They have too much time to take care of themselves. They have no time to care about other people's messy things. Even if they are two school beauties, they can only talk occasionally in their free time.

It is nonsense to say that to relieve tension and become an enduring topic.

Shangguan Nengren should be glad that he is not a college student, otherwise he will definitely become a famous figure from now on, the envy and jealousy of all his male classmates.

Being disrupted by Xiang Beibei, what Zhang Tingting wanted to say to Shangguan capable people was also disrupted, but Zhang Tingting is a smart girl and knows that when she is angry, she should try to avoid acting impulsively.

After spending the entire evening self-study, Zhang Tingting finally adjusted. When the evening self-study was over, she was the first to leave the classroom and go to the carport to wait for the superiors.

Her biggest advantage over Xiang Beibei is that every time Xiang Beibei goes to and from school, he is picked up and dropped off by a car. He almost never rides a bicycle to school, especially on rainy days like this.

Zhang Tingting expected as expected. When Xiang Beibei saw her leaving the classroom first, she no longer wanted to disrupt the situation. She held an umbrella and went straight to the school gate. There was already a black Rolls-Royce waiting there. When Xiang Beibei came out, she walked alone.

A short-haired woman wearing a black trench coat came out and opened the car door for Xiang Beibei.

After Xiang Beibei got in, the short-haired woman closed the car door, turned back to the driver's seat and sat down. She just started the car, shook the rain off Xiang Beibei's arms, and asked casually: "That policewoman is still investigating.

I?"

"Yes!" the short-haired woman replied succinctly.

"Haha, it's interesting. Today's young people are always passionate and don't know how high the sky is." Xiang Beibei smiled faintly, but his tone was old-fashioned. The corners of the short-haired woman's mouth twitched when she heard this.

As if he noticed the short-haired woman's reaction, he smiled slightly at Beibei: "Do you think these words are inappropriate for my age?"

"No, China has had young heroes since ancient times. Gan Luo was the prime minister at the age of twelve, Yue Yun served his father for his crimes and made meritorious service at the age of fifteen. The young lady is eighteen years old, and her strategy is admired by all the brothers in the gang." said the short-haired woman.

"Haha, there's no need to flatter her." Xiang Beibei narrowed his eyes and smiled, took out a handkerchief to wipe the rainwater on his arm, and murmured: "It's not good to be like this all the time. Let her parents restrain her. If a similar situation happens again,

Don't blame us for not saying hello in advance."

The short-haired woman nodded and said, "Miss, I understand."

On a cold rainy night, the sky was dark and the rain was pouring, but the students who had just finished their evening self-study had to ride their bicycles and trudge forward in the rain.

In the carport, many students had already taken their bicycles and broke into the rain. Zhang Tingting unlocked the bicycles, but she kept waiting for Shangguan's capable people to arrive.

A few minutes later, Shangguan Nengren came to the carport with an umbrella, found his bicycle, and was about to unlock it when Zhang Tingting stopped him: "Shangguan Nengren, come here."

"Huh?" Shangguan Nengren followed the sound and saw Zhang Tingting five meters to his right, wearing a school uniform jacket, but still shivering.

Shangguan Nengren hurried over and said, "Squad leader, you haven't left yet?"

Zhang Tingting folded her arms together, her face a little pale, and nodded when she heard this: "I have something to ask you."

Shangguan Ningren frowned, took off his coat, and handed it to Zhang Tingting: "If you have something to do, can't you tell me in class? If you have to wait here, you won't have to worry about me getting cold."

"Hey, I know you won't watch me freeze." Zhang Tingting smiled sweetly, took the coat and put it on herself. The height difference turned this ordinary coat into a half-coat, zipped it up

, my body felt much warmer.

Shangguan Nengren sighed: "I know you are angry with Xiang Beibei, but you can't fight her. I have suffered twice from her. If it weren't for our good character and strong physique, I would have entered the palace long ago.

.”

"Serving in the palace?" Zhang Tingting didn't know why at first, but she realized it after a moment. She couldn't help but move her eyes downwards and looked at places she shouldn't have looked at. She couldn't help but blush, burst into laughter, and then burst into laughter.

Shangguan Nengren was so depressed that he turned around and said, "Just laugh! I'm leaving."

"Hey? Don't go!" Zhang Tingting quickly pulled Shangguan Nengren's arm: "Why don't you stop laughing!"

After holding back her laughter for a while, Zhang Tingting coughed twice, her face sullen, but her eyes were still crooked: "Okay, stop laughing."

"If you laugh again, I'll slap you." Shangguan Nengren snorted and shook her hand away.

In the past year, Zhang Tingting's openness and generosity have made Shangguan capable people regard her as a friend of both men and women. This girl is so generous that she can even openly call boys brothers.

But they are just brothers. If they want to go further, they have violated her minefield. The best proof is that Bai Yutang has been chasing a rich and handsome man for more than a year to no avail. Therefore, although the boys in the class like her very much, they have always been

No one dares to pursue it.

Although Shangguan Nengren had thought about it, but considering his various conditions, he decisively gave up this unrealistic idea. A hard worker is a hard worker, and Bai Fumei can never be touched by a hard worker. Perhaps Shangguan Nengren is the biggest

The advantage is that you are self-aware and never do anything beyond your scope.

Precisely because he didn't have that kind of thought towards Zhang Tingting, the "brotherly relationship" became increasingly deep. When the two of them talked, they would often say things like "slap you" without any restraint, without any attitude toward girls.

"Hey, we are big beauties. Big beauties, do you understand? I don't believe you slapped me." Zhang Tingting boasted immodestly, and the capable Shangguan was too lazy to argue: "Tell me! What is going on? In this damn weather, I have to go home and wash myself.

A hot bath.”

"You think I don't want to go home early!" Zhang Tingting said angrily: "If it weren't for that old monster Xiang Beibei, I would have been home long ago."

"I know, anyway, don't compete with Xiang Beibei in the future. That girl is too evil, and it will not end well if you offend her." Shangguan Jingren clamped his thighs and kept thinking: Where can I learn the Iron Gear Kung Fu?

Seeing Shangguan Nengren's subconscious actions, Zhang Tingting's face turned red, and she couldn't help but squeaked twice. It wasn't until Shangguan Nengren's eyes showed a fierce look that she covered her mouth: "Ahem, Mighty Master, I actually have something to ask of you.

.”

"Oh?" Shangguan Nengren looked at Zhang Tingting: "Your squad leader also sometimes entrusts others? This is strange."

"Tch, how can one person in the world solve everything? Even a piece of toilet paper has its effect. Without it... why should I tell you this?" Zhang Tingting stuck out her tongue in embarrassment: "Let's get down to business tomorrow afternoon.

Are you free?"

"Tomorrow afternoon? What are you doing?" Shangguan Ningren thought of tomorrow's lunch at noon and wondered if there was anything wrong with him if he had time to see Beibei. This is not something I can decide.

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