Zhang Yiming went to bed when he returned to the classroom, and he didn't open his eyes until Ma Jun bought the lunch box.

The chicken legs Ma Jun mentioned were sold in a deli restaurant, costing two yuan each. Zhang Yiming remembers that KFC and Dicos had launched items like pistol legs. Although Ma Jun bought braised chicken legs, they were about the same size as pistol legs. If one chicken legs go down, they will not be able to eat the rice.

After taking a nap, Zhang Yiming finally resurrected after taking another big chicken leg.

The first class in the afternoon was He Jing's class again. After the get out of class, Zhang Yiming took the initiative to hand over the essay he wrote to He Jing.

"When I was a child, my mother once held me and sat under the night sky. She asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up. I said I wanted to be a good person. My mother told me that it was difficult to be a good person. At that time, I didn't understand. It was difficult for the two words to represent and mean. It was not until I grew up, started to have my own dreams, and began to know the meaning of a person to a family, a collective, or even a country and a world that I gradually understood what my mother said to me..."

After He Jing took the essay, she read the beginning directly, then she raised her head and looked at Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming in front of him was still the young boy with fair skin and a little young smile, but the words just now really didn't look like they were written by a young boy.

"Is this a prose narrative?"

"Well, I prefer this writing style."

As a person who had never attended university in his previous life but had a huge study and a wall of books, Zhang Yiming was qualified to say this. Although he had been in the business world all day long and busy conquering money and desires all day long, what could really soothe his mind was to sit down and read quietly, or write some words quietly.

"Well, I'll check it out first and then look for you."

He Jing withdrew his gaze from Zhang Yiming and put the essay in the lesson preparation book.

"Teacher He, this is my essay contest."

At this moment, Liu Fang walked out of the classroom, holding a few pieces of letter paper in her hand, and handed the essay to He Jing, while staring at Zhang Yiming with a cold face.

Zhang Yiming shrugged, he was too lazy to pay attention!

"Okay, I'll go back and see you before looking for you. You all go back first and prepare for the next class."

Facing Liu Fang, He Jing did not pay too much attention and enthusiasm, and this fell into Liu Fang's eyes and naturally became even more dissatisfied.

"Zhang Yiming, do you feel good about yourself?"

When He Jing turned around and left, Liu Fang's sharp voice rang.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Seeing that Zhang Yiming had no reaction and was about to enter the classroom, Liu Fang's face turned red. What kind of existence is Liu Fang? The whole class and even the boys in the whole year of senior year, who did not see her eyes shining, and they wished that their eyes would stick to her. But Zhang Yiming, every time he saw her, he looked like he saw the air. Not only that, but even his eyes occasionally looked at her, he felt a little disgusted.

How could she accept Liu Fang be disgusted by a boy?

"Yes, my ears are not working well, and I can't hear the sound, especially the noise."

"Zhang Yiming, you are too much, you..."

When Liu Fang's eyes suddenly turned red when she heard Zhang Yiming's words.

Zhang Yiming ignored him and went straight into the classroom.

The boys in the class also heard the conversation between the two people at the door. To be honest, there are indeed some people who want heroes to save the beauty and want to fight for the opportunity to perform in front of Liu Fang, but no one is stupid. Now everyone in the third high school knows that Zhang Yiming is the person guarded by the four kings, and none of them are impatient in their lives. The most important thing is that they have made their way, and Liu Fang can't be like them.

Despite this, the boys still had different eyes when they saw Zhang Yiming coming in, but most of them were gloating. Zhang Yiming was used to being alone. Except for Ma Jun and Gai Meng, they had almost no interaction with other boys in the class, so the boys naturally didn't see Zhang Yiming very friendly.

Li Jia naturally saw this scene, but there was not much expression on her face. Since that night, Li Jia has completely ignored Zhang Yiming and has basically been friends with Liu Fang. Even if she sits together, she has zero communication. Sometimes Liu Fang will deliberately touch the books on Li Jia’s desk to the ground.

Zhang Yiming sat in the seat, and his eyes fell on Lu Tiantian's seat again. The seat was still empty. He couldn't help but wonder how Lu Tiantian lived in the new school and whether she was affected by such a thing at home.

......

"Do your evening self-study well and don't lose your studies for the sake of a penny of worthless face."

After school at night, Zhang Yiming packed his schoolbag and before leaving the seat, he lowered his voice and said to Gai Meng.

"Are you last night?"

Facing Gai Meng's question, Zhang Yiming did not answer and walked out of the classroom.

Gai Meng's eyes kept staring at Zhang Yiming's back.

After he came back yesterday, he kept thinking about the situation at that time. Why did the cat not scream early or late? He was calling when someone came. And the sound he heard was obviously not far from him, but the cat was in the empty building next door. But he didn't think about who the person was in the dark, until he saw the sentence written by Zhang Yiming.

He opened the physics book, carefully unfolded the piece of paper torn off in the morning, and rubbed the words one by one with his fingers.

He is inferior, sensitive, and does not want to owe Zhang Yiming favors. But when he saw this piece of paper in the morning, he knew that he owed Zhang Yiming not only the five thousand yuan, but more important and more precious things.

It was a kind of effort that was not worthy of rewards. The only thing he could do was to live up to this expectation and trust.

......

"Naruko, what are you doing recently? Why are you having trouble every day? Are you not having a partner with me or doing something shameful about me?"

Zhang Yiming wanted to go to Wang Fa tonight. According to the time calculation, the parts of the Han TV that Liu Xiong mailed should have arrived. He must hurry up and assemble the two hundred Han TVs and get the hundreds of thousands of yuan. Of course, he still had to do these things without hiding them from Ma Jun.

"Yes, I'm just doing shameful things, and I'm talking about love!"

"Really and false? Who are you with? Is Li Jia?"

Whenever Ma Jun mentioned Li Jia, he looked like he was vicious and wretched.

"Yes, it's not convenient to be with Li Jia at school, so we can only do it in secret."

"Tsk, the ghost believes you? Then, what stage have you developed? Did you kiss me or touch me?"

"I've kissed you, touched you, and I've done everything I should do."

"Naruko, you're done."

"You're done, you're done, we...Li Jia..."

Zhang Yiming really didn't expect that he didn't pay attention to making a joke as Ma Jun's intention, but he actually... was heard by the person involved.

"Li Jia, don't get me wrong, I don't have me..."

"Zhang Yiming, you are looking for death!"
Chapter completed!