Only after I was reborn did I realize that I had green plums

The arrival of the tide of make-up classes in the second year of junior high school means that the time for the three of them to get along has become shorter.

Especially every night, it's impossible for Mei Fang to go to Xia Yuan's house to study with her at nine o'clock in the evening while doing her homework.

And even if Xia Yuan's parents didn't say anything, Mei Fang's parents would have objections.

This also means that Xia Yuan has fewer opportunities to obtain Afang's super energy.

Therefore, Xia Yuan decided to seize the tail of the remedial class and frantically gather Afang's super energy.

"Okay...you should have had enough hugs today, right?"

"It's not enough..."

Xia Yuan hugged Mei Fang and moaned, "I won't be able to hold A Fang for a long time..."

"There is still more than a month until the midterm exam! And even if I don't come here at night, can't I still hug you on weekends?"

"Now I have to make up lessons on Sunday, and it's only one day."

Xia Yuan raised her head suddenly as she spoke, "By the way, Afang, let me tell you, our homeroom teacher is really too much. This time, she held a make-up class on weekends and said that Xiaoxue should not participate."

Mei Fang immediately fainted after hearing this, "Is it because of the summer homework thing? How long has it been..."

"It's not just because of this... It's that she always targets Xiaoxue when she has nothing to do, and she always talks about everything she says. If her test scores regress, she will talk non-stop. Xiaoxue's temper is also very strong. She Unwilling to bow to the teacher in charge, she told me that it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t make up lessons, she will just learn from herself.”

"It's really annoying to have such a class teacher who can come to trouble..."

"That's right! I don't even know how to help Xiaoxue better."

"Peng Xue also said that she can learn on her own. Anyway, you are at the same table, so you should help each other more."

Mei Fang patted Xia Yuan on the head, "Even if the teacher is disgusting, there's no need to compete for the future. I think Peng Xue's current way of thinking is not very good, so she should learn it by herself. If she really can't bear it, it has already affected her normal life If you are studying and living, you can ask her to consider complaining to the head teacher or directly transferring classes, which will come faster."

"Switching classes? Speaking of which, I should also tell my mother to change classes. I really hate the head teacher of our class and the atmosphere in which the students in our class are doing their best to study the questions and don't care about anything else, but I am afraid of the new class. The environment is even worse, and I may not be able to transfer to Afang's class..."

Mei Fang listened patiently to Xia Yuan complaining bitterly to him, but judging from the current development of this matter, there was no room for him to intervene.

"You can help Peng Xue according to your ideas, don't worry about other issues, Youxi and I will continue to support you."

"Yeah... I'm relieved to have Ah Fang here!"

As Xia Yuan said, she hugged Mei Fang even tighter, and Mei Fang pulled wildly.

The relationship between Peng Xue, who was in the second year of junior high school, and her class teacher, Huang Lian, deteriorated further, and this process was indeed developing towards the memory of Mei Fang's previous life.

The only difference is that Peng Xue didn't make friends with any bad boys and girls who killed Matt, the one who played with her the most was Xia Yuan. Peng Xue took Xia Yuan to try some new things, but Xia Yuan also influenced Peng Xue not to let her cross the line and break the rules.

In this way, under the influence of Yuanyuan, Peng Xue could barely be considered a good student, so even if the class teacher Huang Lian wanted to target Peng Xue, she might not be able to seize such an opportunity.

Let's hope nothing goes wrong...

The last class of the school every Friday afternoon is general cleaning, which is a rare free time for students who are not responsible for the day.

However, the grades have always had activities to evaluate the sanitation class collectives. They will check the sanitation situation of each class every week and give a score, and report and criticize the class that is unqualified for sanitation.

And Class 8 has always been an advanced class in learning, so it is also very strict about hygiene. As soon as class is over, Huang Lian organizes everyone to set up the stools and set up the table, so that the students on duty can start cleaning earlier.

The students on duty this week are Xia Yuan and Peng Xue's group. There are more girls than boys in their group. It will be more difficult to do heavy work, especially mopping the floor. Mei Fang has nothing to do after class. Seeing Xia Yuan in Cleaning the windows in the corridor, she leaned over and asked Xia Yuan if she wanted to help, but Xia Yuan drove her back angrily.

"You're a boy from a foreign class, what do you mean by helping me on duty? I do a lot of housework in your house, right? I'm not a spoiled lady..."

"Oh, that's not what I meant. I thought it would be a quick end for you guys. Youxi and I are still waiting to eat the newly opened beef noodles in the cafeteria with you."

"Don't wait for me, just go and eat first."

As Xia Yuan said, she took out the meal card attached to her ever-changing Sakura card, "That's good...you guys bring me and Xiaoxue back after eating, we should be able to finish cleaning at that time."

"no problem."

After she finished speaking, she went to the classroom and asked Peng Xue who was sweeping the floor: "Do you want beef noodles at night? A Fang said that he can bring them for us."

"I want it!"

Peng Xue rushed out of the classroom quickly, and quickly handed over her meal card to Mei Fang respectfully.

"Please help me put more green onion, coriander and chili oil, I am a super cool girl with super heavy taste!"

"You are really troublesome..."

Although Xia Yuan's complaints to Mei Fang made him feel that Peng Xue had been in a bad mood recently, but she was obviously much stronger than he expected, at least on the surface she still looked amiable, cheerful and heartless look.

Just as Mei Fang finished talking with Peng Xue and was about to go shopping, she suddenly saw a big demon king coming out from behind Peng Xue and Xia Yuan. Her sharp and ear-piercing voice broke the originally harmonious and loving atmosphere.

"Peng Xue, if you don't clean up well, what are you fussing about here?"

The sudden appearance of Huang Lian burst out with the unique terrifying majesty of the head teacher of Class 8. The memory of Mei Fang's death also reminded him of being frightened by the yellow-faced aunt in the past, but Peng Xue obviously didn't care. She lowered her waist and looked like what can you do to me, "Mr. Huang, I have finished sweeping inside, and now I want to sweep the garbage in the corridor."

"It's finished? Are you sure? You still talk to me, go in and scan it carefully! You are dressed up every day, I don't know which gangster will show it... You sweep the floor and go to school, but if you dress up halfway, you will not be able to pass the exam last time." Exam like that ghost."

"I only have this little strength, I am very satisfied with myself, and I don't need you to worry about it, teacher."

"I don't worry? I'm your head teacher. If you don't worry, who will worry about you?"

Huang Lian pointed at Peng Xue's face and criticized: "Let me tell you, I feel disgusted when I see your bangs now, so hurry up and cut my hair short this weekend, and cut your bangs for me, Can you see the blackboard if you leave it so long? If you don’t dispose of it, either you don’t come to my class, or you call your parents to me, and I want to see what your reason is.”

"My parents are working outside and have no time."

Peng Xue, who always had a playful smile, was really upset by Huang Lian now. She grabbed the broom and looked elsewhere, her tone was also cold.

"Then call your grandparents! I don't believe you don't have a guardian."

As Huang Lian spoke, she suddenly turned to Xia Yuan who was wiping the tiles on the wall:

"Xia Yuan, listen carefully, you are the same. Don't look at your current grades, if you continue to hang out with Peng Xue and don't draw a clear line with her, you will be the next Peng Xue in the future, do you hear me? "

Xia Yuan just lowered her head, didn't nod or shake her head, but she kept clenching her small fists, and the rag in her hand was about to wring out the water.

"Xia Yuan, what's the matter with you? I asked you something, did you hear me?"

And just when Huang Lian was about to continue preaching, she suddenly heard a crackling sound, and the bucket in class 9 next door was accidentally knocked over, and a puddle of dirty water rushed towards her feet, and Huang Lian dodged again and again.

"Hey, what are you doing? Will you clean it?"

"Huh... I'm so sorry, Mr. Huang!"

Mei Fang, who borrowed a bucket from Zhang Ming, scratched his head and repeatedly apologized, "I accidentally slipped my hand just now, didn't I dirty the teacher's shoes?"

Huang Lian looked down at the stains on her leather shoes, and immediately her blood surged.

"Look at what you're doing! Your class 9 is always so lazy in cleaning, I really need to talk to Li Shibing in your class."

"Hey, don't, Teacher Huang!" Mei Fang suddenly pretended to be terrified, "Old Li in our class is very fierce, let him know that I have to clean our class for a month, and please hold your hand high, raise your hand and raise your hand." One hand."

Mei Fang was very playful and tactful when dealing with the teacher. Even a rigid teacher like Huang Lian couldn't help being amused by his speech, and immediately lost the idea of ​​losing his temper.

"All right, let's clean it quickly, and be more careful next time."

"Thank you, Teacher Huang!"

Mei Fang quickly ran to the bathroom to refill Zhang Ming's bucket.

Huang Lian turned around and wanted to preach to the two of them, how could she see Peng Xue's shadow? Only Xia Yuan was still cleaning the tiles seriously, Huang Lian felt that the dirty shoes were uncomfortable, so she hurried home to change them.