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Song Ranran had to share with Su Qinghan with a piece of matcha before. This time, she bought one free of charge and gave two at a time. She and Su Qinghan had no resistance to the food, and they were wiped out completely while chatting.

Then the aunt and nephew stroked their belly and walked downstairs to digest food with their hands.

After walking around the community for two walks, it was past 11 o'clock, and Song Ranran's usual bedtime was already past.

The next day, I successfully got up late and caught up with the morning self-study by stepping on the spot.

However, because of the experience of going hungry last time, Song Ranran was used to putting a handful of candies in her schoolbag in case of emergency.

There is no teacher in the morning self-study. Except for Wu Qi's demand for a higher level and Song Ranran needs to listen to everyone, it depends on the class's consciousness at other times.

Song Ranran read "Preface to the Palace of Tengwang" twice and felt a little dizzy. She touched two candies from her bag. When Ji Shixu passed by the window, she was hitting her and peeled a strawberry hard candy and threw it into her mouth.

"Good morning...good morning~" She was stunned for two seconds with candy in her mouth, shook her hand and greeted him.

Ji Shixu stopped, his eyes stayed on her lips for a moment, and soon moved away again, whispering: "Good morning."

Song Ranran followed his gaze and saw the candy in his palm, then reached out and handed it over, hesitating: "Do you want to eat it? It's a little sweet."

She remembered that he said he didn't like sweets.

"Thank you." Ji Shixue took the candy from her palm, slowly peeled it into her mouth, pressed it against the tip of her tongue, and said, "It's just the sweetness."

Song Ranran smiled at him, lowered her head to continue reading the appreciation of ancient poems.

"Brother Shi, let's go, brothers are waiting for you!" Ding Yifan came out of the stairwell of the U-shaped building, raised his lighter in his hand, and shouted loudly.

Ji Shisei put the candy paper in his pocket and walked slowly over.

In the stairwell, Xu Jia, Wu Zhihao, Zhang Xun were already there. Each of them had a cigarette in their hands, leaned against the handrail, took a sip from time to time, and sucked the clouds and mist.

Ding Yifan sat on the stairs, knocked on the cigarette box, and shook two of them, one of them held their mouths, and the other one was handed to Ji Shixu: "Brother Shi, I heard that Zheng Ye is going to be discharged from the hospital today. Should we go and condolences?"

"No," Ji Shixu took the cigarette, did not light it, and just played with it at his fingertips: "We have nothing to do with him."

Ding Yifan widened his eyes and couldn't believe it: "Why did he lock you in Bingku on National Day? Just beat him up?"

Xu Jia leaned against the railing of the slow platform and spit out the smoke rings, looked him up and down, and asked, "You promised Song Ranran last night that you are really playing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhihao continued: "Brother Shi, you can't promise anyone. We are going to die with them. There is no need to say a truce. If we don't beat them, they will come to cause trouble."

Ji Shixu lowered his head and turned his cigarette, but didn't say anything.

Zhang Xun observed his expression and smoothed out his mind, saying, "If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend others. Zheng Ye and the others should calm down, and we will not be able to catch up and make trouble. Otherwise, if Yang Miejue discovered it, he would never be able to escape if he was punished."

Ding Yifan followed and said, "Xie Bin asked me to report to the man 3,000 meters. I don't have time to accompany Mie Jue to run another 10 laps, and I don't have time to copy "The Memorial to the Emperor"."

Wu Zhihao then said: "It's not our turn to copy it. This time, Brother Shi has promised Song Ranran, and he copied the English text by himself."

"Did you see me copying the text?" Ji Shixu glanced at him, threw the cigarette back to Ding Yifan, and said, "I will solve the matter of Third Middle School. If Zheng Ye dares to touch you, I will not let him go. But don't interfere with my personal grudges."

Xu Jia nodded, sneered, and asked again: "So last night, were you serious? Let's go with Song Ranran after school?"

"Well," Ji Shixu said it very naturally. When he mentioned last night, the smile in his eyes was clearly visible, "I will come out to find you after I send her home."

Ding Yifan looked like a ghost, and he forgot to extinguish the cigarette when he was almost finished: "..."

Xu Jia, who had seen through everything, said: "So, don't look down on it?"

He was talking about the day when Song Ranran came to report that the two were chatting at the basketball court. At that time, Ji Shixue heard him ask this question, his face was joking and mocking, as if he was listening to a joke.

Ji Shixu heard what he meant and laughed softly: "How is that possible."

How could it be that I didn't like it?

This question never needs to be asked.

Xu Jia spread his hands and said, "Sure, I understand it wrong, my fault."

Ding Yifan was confused and looked at Zhang Xun: "What puzzle are they fighting? Do you understand?"

Zhang Xun shrugged, saying that he could only understand and not express it, and he could not help him.

Wu Zhihao looked sarcastic: "Don't say it if you don't understand it. You always expose your IQ and will only become stupider."

Xu Jia ignored them and added: "You control the time and let your brothers wait for you in the blue sky for an hour next time. I'll send the cat to Xu Yijia."

Lantian's boss didn't allow him to smoke in the Internet cafe. Once he became addicted to smoking, he ran into Song Ranran to feed the cat. When the person left, he saw Ji Shixue coming out behind the camphor tree. After two steps, he figured out the origin of these two people.

Ji Shixu looked at him strangely, but said nothing, responded softly. When he heard the ringing, he asked them to pinch their cigarettes: "Go back, the first class of Wu Qi."

This is as if English classes are important.

The few people behind looked at each other and their faces became strange.

Ding Yifan asked him tentatively: "Brother Shi, we must hand in our English homework in the future."

Because of Xu Yijia, Xu Jia and Wu Zhihao basically do homework, but Ding Yifan and the others are used to it. The teachers in any subject can't help but have no choice but to take care of the homework. They turn a blind eye and go with them.

Ji Shixu glanced back at him: "You can't hand over it, wait for her to ask me to collect it."

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In English class, Wu Qi first asked Song Ranran to send the weekly newspaper he handed over last time, and said with his hands: "The teacher was very surprised this time. He collected 48 homework and everyone completed it. The teacher was very happy about this. But..."

She suddenly looked at the back row with a laugh and crying expression: "Some students are very encouraged, but they didn't answer any of them correctly in 30 listening questions. What kind of luck is this? There are two students who only did listening, followed by reading comprehension, and cloze filling-in-the-blank movements. The teacher really doesn't know if you should be relieved because you didn't fool me casually, or you are angry that you don't even want to fool me."

Zhang Xun said seriously: "Teacher, this shows that we are honest. If we don't know, we will never deceive you."

"The teacher is very moved by Zhang Xun's heart, but we must learn to overcome the questions we don't know." Wu Qi nodded, "Let's do this, the regular class represents reading comprehension and cloze-filling blanks. After class, I will give Zhang Xun a small training course to help him make up for the lessons."

Song Ranran was marking Xu Yijia’s new words in the weekly newspaper. When she heard her name, she looked up in a daze.

Zhang Xun waved his hand quickly: "Teacher, I have a classmate who has given me some lessons. Please ask the main class representative to make up for Brother Shi."

Wu Qi: "You can discuss this yourself and just arrange it Ranran, the teacher has no objection."

Song Ranran turned her head to look at Zhang Xun, then looked at Ji Shixue behind her, and nodded slightly at Wu Qi.

She had already promised to add English to Ji Shixue, and had already made plans to let him memorize words on the way out of school.

Ji Shixue, who knew nothing about this plan, saw her nodding, and the corners of her mouth couldn't hold back and rose a curve.

Until the later history class, Ji Shisei did not hold up that smile.

The classmates around him looked back at him frequently and whispered.

"Why is Brother Shi so strange today?"

"Although this looks a little more handsome, I'm just a little nervous."

"Does the sun come out from the east today? Is it going to rain red later?"

After Zhang Xun and Wu Zhihao's sarcastic remarks, Ding Yifan, who finally saw everything clearly, sat upright behind him, as if he was still as a bell, and tears were burst into tears in his heart.

His brother Shi was about to be kidnapped away by Song Ranran. From then on, he will be forced to become a good student who will hand in his homework. Who can understand the pain in his heart?

Old Mrs. Wu may have understood a little bit.

She walked to Ding Yifan and saw that he had not even taken out a history book. She raised her hand and pointed at the back wall: "Go there and stand and listen to the class, bring the book with you."

"Yes." Ding Yifan took out the textbook and leaned against the wall, and continued to cry without tears.

Old Mrs. Wu was not aware of it and continued to talk about the Warring States Period: "In the early Warring States Period, the Qin Dynasty was a step behind the abolition of the feudal system because it was abolished, and it was a big step behind. Qin Xiaogong introduced talents and made great efforts to reform. The most famous of them was Shang Yang's reform. Let's find a classmate to tell us about our views on Shang Yang's reform."

As soon as the words finished, the classroom was silent.

Old Mrs. Wu said that she was willing to do whatever she wanted. Suddenly, she could ask someone to answer questions if she liked her. In just over a month, she had already recognized everyone in the class. Everyone had no way to avoid it, and almost everyone was silent in her heart, hoping that Old Mrs. Wu would not draw herself.

Old Mrs. Wu leaned on the book in the upper left corner of Ji Shisei, ignoring the Ji Shisei who was thinking about Ji Shisei, and pointed out the person who was reading the book: "Song Ranran, get up and talk about your opinion. Don't read the content in the book, tell me your own thoughts, and think it's good or bad."

The stones in the hearts of the rest of the people fell to the ground, and they looked at Song Ranran, saying that they didn't care about their own affairs, were lucky enough to gloat, and were worried.

Ji Shixu stopped writing and looked up at her, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

Ding Yifan stood up straight, his ears stood up, waiting to see her answer.

Song Ranran put together the book and stood up: "I think it is a good thing. Shang Yang established a tree as trust, and implemented reforms to promote the complete abolishment of the old system of Qin, the economy developed, and Qin gradually caught up with the other six countries and finally achieved great unification. Shang Yang's reforms played a significant role in it."

Old Mrs. Wu nodded, had already walked onto the podium, but did not let her sit down, and asked again: "Then what do you think of Wang Anshi's reform?"

"Wang Anshi?" Song Ranran frowned and thought for a while, saying, "His starting point was good. In the early stage of the reform, it also improved the conditions of the Northern Song Dynasty to a certain extent. It was only because of poor supervision that it led to failure. But I think it is worth admitting that his desire to change and make the Northern Song Dynasty better."

"Everyone's original intention to become better is worth admitting." Old Mrs. Wu signaled her to sit down and turned to the back row: "Ji Shixue, do you think Shang Yang's reforms and Wang Anshi's reforms are good or bad things?"

The class was silent again.

This situation has happened many times before. Every time Old Mrs. Wu clicked Ji Shise, he was always too lazy to raise his head and said, "I don't know".

Old Mrs. Wu didn't care about this, and she continued to give a lecture as if nothing had happened.

This cycle has been repeated many times, and everyone thought she had any opinions on the season.

Even though I knew that Brother Shi would not answer, I still had to ask him to get up once every now and then. It was a mistake!

Ding Yifan sneered in his heart, and the eyes that looked at Ji Shixue were mixed with some indescribable palsy.

It's about Song Ranran, he always feels...

"Song Ranran's opinion is mine."
Chapter completed!