"Please."

Hearing this, Lin Dong was slightly surprised.

"When I asked for leave, that bastard Liu Yang refused to let me go. How did you ask for leave? He actually agreed."

Yang Qiming lay on the table with a weak look on his face and murmured.

"I said brother, you smell so good."

"Fuck." Lin Dong slipped away.

Jiang Nian stood up, took off his sweater, looked left and right and saw that there was nowhere to put it.

Turning his head, he spotted Zhang Ningzhi's school uniform bag and smiled.

Great place! Tucked in.

While Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei were walking downstairs hand in hand, they quickly folded their sweatshirts.

Then she carefully and smoothly put it into the bag hanging by her chair, whistled happily and left the classroom door.

On the sports field, most of the people who had just finished running were sweating a little.

Wu Jungu's skin was very white. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with paper in the warm sunshine. He turned to look at Zeng You behind him and saw that his face was even paler, and his eyelids twitched.

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

Zeng You raised his eyebrows and said, "Six o'clock."

"You've just become an immortal." Wu Jungu couldn't help but feel ashamed as he stood in the sweltering running team, "Take it easy, I heard that staying up late can lead to sudden death."

Zeng You heard this and thought for a moment.

"So I didn't stay up all night, I just stayed up all night, and there was no disaster or illness."

Wu Jungu: ".Talent."

He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but persuade.

"I read in the magazine that scientific data shows that sudden death is getting younger and younger. You'd better pay attention, don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst."

Zeng You nodded, "Don't read such a scary book next time."

Wu Jun was speechless and turned to look aside. He found that Yu Zhiyi was chatting with Lin Dong and the others, and his mood suddenly became even worse.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look in the other direction, and saw Jiang Nian talking to Ma Guojun and others, waiting to be dismissed.

After a shrill whistle, everyone dispersed and walked towards the teaching building.

Zhang Ningzhi was still walking with Yao Beibei, and looked up at someone in the crowd who was walking under the early winter sunshine. He looked clean and upright inside and out.

Like a small poplar in spring.

The cold wind whimpered and blew across the basketball court, making Zhang Ningzhi shrink his neck.

After returning to the classroom, she suddenly found an extra piece of clothing in her bag.

Zhang Ningzhi suddenly remembered that Jiang Nian had asked if he could put it away, and he agreed. But he didn't put it away often, and would occasionally throw clothes on the table or stool.

Only put it in the bag when the temperature is a bit high and you are sure that you will not wear it if you take it off.

She heard footsteps in the aisle behind her and looked back to see that it was Jiang Nian.

So he moved to his seat, and while sitting down, he asked curiously.

"Aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold, are you cold?" Jiang Nian hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the bag hanging beside the chair, "There are clothes there, you can use them to cover your legs."

"No need, I'm not cold either." Zhang Ningzhi smiled.

November is stuck in the early winter. There are many hills in the south of the town, and the temperature is hot and cold. It is very hot when I go out to run and exercise, and I immediately feel a sense of coolness when I return to the classroom.

If you sweat, you will easily catch a cold when the wind blows.

Jiang Nian nodded, sat down and started flipping through books in the drawer, asking without raising his head.

"What's the next class?"

Zhang Ningzhi vaguely remembered those two courses, but she still took a look at the class schedule on the bookend.

"Mathematical Biology."

The noon classes passed by in a flash, and the end of school was approaching.

Yang Qiming patted his cheek on his seat and drank water.

I'm going crazy with hunger.

He glanced at his watch and saw that get out of class was over in eleven minutes. Calculating in his mind, the biology teacher would not delay class, so there were still 634 seconds until get out of class was over.

Damn it, the countdown is six hundred.

Forget it, just hold your breath for sixty seconds, it will be over soon.

Yang Qiming began to hold his breath silently. At thirty seconds, he started to feel red and warm. At forty seconds, he started scratching his head and ears. At fifty seconds, he started shaking his legs crazily.

Zhou Yuting was troubled, thinking about the trumpet. Suddenly she felt the table shaking, and saw that she was sitting at the same table as a giant monkey.

Yang Qiming's eyes widened, his face turned red from holding back, and he shook his head.

Huang Cailang picked his mouth and was in a daze.

she:"."

Damn, can we go on a good day?
Chapter completed!