"Why is itchy?"

"Nonsense, after having a girlfriend, I can finally connect theory with practice and study in-depth the differences and wonders of female physiological structures. When I think about climbing to another peak of my scientific career, can I not feel itchy?"

Wen Liang laughed and said, "That should be because of itchy hands. If you don't use your hands, how can you climb?"

Ren Yi despised: "A vulgar man, how can you understand the beauty of the scientific world when thinking with your lower body?"

"Brother Ren, I'm actually quite curious. Are you looking for a girlfriend just for scientific research? You don't have any personal emotional appeals?"

Ren Yi squinted at him and said, "Talking about lust directly is more in line with your usual image. What kind of cultural person is pretending to be?"

Wen Liang was about to refute, but Ren Yi laughed, holding the cup lid in both hands, with an indescribable despicable face, and said, "Brother Wen, you have always been prosperous. Brother, I borrow your hand to use it, and I will use it, and I will try one!"

"I'll smoke?"

Ren Yi nodded wildly and said, "I'll wash the bowl for you in the next two years!"

Of course, Wen Liang had no reason not to do such a good thing. He reached in and stirred it up, and clamped a piece of paper with his fingers and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm touched your girlfriend's first time."

Ren Yi spitted for a moment, took it and put it in the middle of the table, then put it in his hands and bowed, and said, "Blessed by Buddha, Buddha, if you find your girlfriend successfully, I promise you a pig... But I agreed that it was only a beauty, not a beauty, but not a beauty!"

Wen Liang was so distressed that he heard this. As for being so stingy, he still bargained with Buddha?

Ren Yi slowly opened the paper ball with his piety of pilgrimage: "Seventh class, three rows, six seats, ok, it's her!"

Wen Liang finally understood how to grab lots and find a girlfriend. He was completely shocked by the wisdom of the working people. He spread out the other paper balls in the lid of the cup and saw that there were five rows of four, three rows of three, two rows of seven rows of one row, six rows of five, and so on. All the classes in the first year of high school were caught in one place.

But Wen Liang keenly noticed a little. These numbers were not written casually. Ren Yi wisely removed the first three rows and the back two rows of each class. As we all know, in high school, students in the first three rows were either short or wearing glasses, and the possibility of beauties was too small. In the second rows, most of them were problematic figures in the class. Even if there were a few beauties occasionally, they were all claimed to be buses. Although Ren Yi was not very picky, he was also obsessed with cleanliness!

However, a wise man will make a mistake. Wen Liang shouted: "This, this method is too outrageous... Brother Ren. If this seat is a man... well, you know..."

Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, his eyes went from hesitation to pain, from pain to sadness, and then slowly turned into fearless determination. He bit his lower lip and said resolutely: "If God is destined, I will admit it too!"

Wen Liang was burned by Lei's outside and tenderness, but he fully demonstrated the moral cultivation that a qualified bad friend should have. He grabbed Ren Yi's hand, shook it hard, and said, "Great love. This is great love!"

"Let's go, stop talking about anything. Let's go to Class 7 now. I will definitely support you to the end!"

Just as the music was playing on the radio, the two of them remembered that this was the time for sex during class. Hua Xique was recently cracking down on the party fleeing. He was caught and put on a sign to march, which was extremely cruel. Ren Yi hesitated and said, "Why wait for school to come out at noon?"

"What are you waiting for? The night is long and the dreams are too long. Maybe in this moment, your girlfriend will receive someone else's love letter. If she agrees in a daze, wouldn't the hat on your head be green?"

Ren Yi was agitated by him and slapped the table and said, "Go, go, go together, go together!"

Escape during class is always a technical job, and we need to study the skills. However, it is more troublesome than the masters who only know how to masturbate in the future. However, with Wen Liang here, these are not problems. He asked Ren Yi to hide in the corner of the corridor, and then waited for Hua Xique to lead the student union's picket team to find Class 3. Wen Liang covered his stomach and said that he had diarrhea today and could not do it. Hua Xique nodded expressionlessly, but before leaving, he did not forget to casually explain "get it more". After they checked all the classrooms and moved their positions to check the toilets, Wen Liang took Ren Yi and sneaked out of Class 7.

The front and rear doors were locked. Wen Liang turned his head and saw that there was no one. He pulled the window, but fortunately he didn't clamp it tightly from inside and opened in response. He leaped up gently, jumped up, bent over, waved to Ren Yi, and said, "Come in quickly."

Ren Yi was so scared when he was about to come, he hid back and said, "Brother Wen, I think he would no longer slow down and sneak in without complaining, and my first love would be smeared from now on."

Wen Liang rolled his eyes, jumped down from the windowsill, and said, "If you don't secretly see if it's a man or a woman, should you just wait for someone to watch while you're here? Erbu Er?"

Seeing that he looked bad, Ren Yi turned around and wanted to run away. Wen Liang grabbed his shoulder and grabbed him in front of the window, and then kicked him in the butt. He had to obediently turn into the window. He didn't know whether it was irritating or afraid, but his calves were trembling.

"Three rows, six seats, this is it."

Wen Liang pointed at the finger and was about to run over when he suddenly remembered a question and said, "Brother Ren, where did you count the notes?"

"They all count from north to south. If you have the opposite direction, that's the right way!"

Ren Yi stood in front of three rows and six seats, the towering bookshelf was organized in an orderly manner, the tabletop and stool were spotless, and a silver-white hero pen was placed flat in the middle of a workbook, and the bullet cup next to it was exactly the same as his.

This is the most common and most common student seat at Qingyi Middle School. Apart from being cleaner and more concise, it is impossible to distinguish between men and women.

Ren Yi's eyes fell on the blank space on the left side of the pen, where there was an answer to a political question. Of course, his interest was not in the answer itself, but was attracted by the lines of handwriting on the pages of paper, showing off his bones and flesh.

He did not know the specific meaning of these two idioms. To be precise, he did not practice calligraphy and did not understand words, but these eight words suddenly appeared in his mind, eight words that he had probably seen in "Reader" or "Youth Digest".

Perhaps, only such handwriting can afford such evaluation!

Wen Liang came over and saw Ren Yimo Li not speaking. He looked at him and couldn't help but say, "Good words!"

"I feel like I am alone. It turns out that this person's handwriting is really so good!"

"It's more than just good," Wen Liang picked up the exercise book, without concealing his heartfelt appreciation, and said: "This handwriting is a magical tool to kill all of us in seconds!"

Ren Yi did something today. He was not as good as being silly and not crying without seeing the coffin. He said, "The handwriting is so good, it must be a boy... Forget it, let's take it away!"

"What's the hurry? Let's see what's the name first, oh, Song Wan, Song Wan..." Wen Liang deliberately recited it twice in four sounds, and it became Song Wan in Ren Yi's ears. He couldn't hide his disappointment, so he sighed and prepared to turn around.

Wen Liang put the exercise book together, faced Ren Yi with a cover, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Brother Ren, three rows and six seats, he is a girl!"

Ren Yi opened his mouth wide and said, "Is he really a hit?"

He was stunned for three seconds, suddenly hugged Wen Liang and jumped up, shouting: "Brother, finally have a girlfriend. Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you, I will respect you one, no, two pigs!"

Wen Liang turned his head aside, avoiding the squirting saliva, and said helplessly: "Brother Ren, girls, there is still a difference between them and girlfriends. You have to chase them to realize your dream of sending pigs to Buddha... Let me say one more thing, Buddha is a monk, can tmd eat pork?"

Qingzhou has always had the custom of making wishes and pigs, but those who went to the throne of gods such as the Niangniang Temple and made a promise to the Buddha, Ren Yi should be the first.

"Ah, that's right," Ren Yi reached out and bowed again, saying with a happy look on his face: "Buddha, you are so nice. You don't eat my pig, and you have agreed to my wish. In the future, my parents will burn incense with Zhao Gongming, and I will definitely give you one more," he slapped his chest, "Don't worry, it must be the longest, thickest and largest one!"

Wen Liang finally broke free from Ren Yi's arms. After hearing these words, he finally got angry and said, "Brother, Zhao Gongming is the Taoist God of Wealth. Taking advantage of his incense to burn incense to the Buddha, are you deliberately sucking Sakyamuni's face? It turns out that the Buddha's face is so fat, and you are swelling?"

Ren Yi quickly slapped his face and said, "Missing the tongue, stuttering the tongue, I won't say much thanks, thousands of words are turned into four words, Amitabha!"

"Don't let Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha may not follow your wishes." Wen Liang looked at the handwriting carefully and said, "Brother Ren, look at this word, let alone us, even the 'Yan Changfa', who is generally known as the descendant of Yan Zhenqing, who has been studying the calligraphy for 30 years and has a little reputation in the Jiangdong calligraphy world, may not be as good as the name of this classmate."

"The characters are like the person, and the characters are so beautiful. That person must be bad. Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. It's just that the words are like the person, but it's not your explanation," Wen Liang had the heart to vomit blood, but for Ren Yi's sake, he still said seriously: "This girl's words are like a cone of sand, which is very insightful. She has such at such an accomplishment at a young age. You can imagine how tough your mind is."

Ren Yi still didn't understand and said, "The mind is tough? This should be a compliment, right?"

Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "The tough heart means that she is not a person that can be impressed by words. To be honest, she has goals and ideals, and will never affect her studies because of premature love!"

Wen Liang opened the exercise book to the first page. Ren Yi looked closely and saw that the handwriting on it was even more ups and downs, saying: It is impossible to express one's aspirations without Tsinghua University and Peking University, and it is hard to understand the heart without the peak.

"What a big ambition..."

Ren Yi clapped heartlessly and shouted: "I just like ambition girls..."

"Is that true, but I don't like sneaky boys. Who are you, what are you doing when standing next to my seat?"

(Happy Lantern Festival)

(Everyone is happy during the holidays, please vote quickly. The chrysanthemum was blown away by three people in a row, and then the one behind me will be blown away. I, I will cry for you to see...) (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!