The School Grass is a Girl

Bai Xi and Chen Jingmo were left in the entire activity room, one left and the other right, with swords drawn.

"If you have something to say, it is clear. I am not rare to know what your Nanluo rules are, and I am not interested in learning about your playhouse campus groups, and I am not interested in singles out with you like a primary school student. Seventeen. People who are about to reach adulthood, can they become more mature.” Communicate well with 002 in his mind. Bai Xi squeezed his fingers, felt his familiar physique and strength, and almost laughed out loud. Oh, it seems that I will fight more in the future. Fight, it feels so good!

Because of Bai Xi's good mood, what she said was two points of briskness, which sounded a lot more arrogant.

Chen Jingmo is really the first time he has met someone who dares to be so arrogant in front of him. If he thinks he will never leave, he will fight. As long as he is in the school, who wouldn't be able to fight him? It's really surprising that Bai Xi dared to take the initiative to provoke.

However, this strangeness does not change Chen Jingmo's original intention, but if Bai Xi can hold on to not begging for mercy later, he might take a high look at the other party and let her go.

"Don't say anything that is interested or not interested. You hit me in the face, it's equivalent to hit me in the face. I can't justify it if I don't do anything. So today you have to fight or if you don't fight, but I It doesn't look like you can fight. They must be exaggerated, so I won't use my full strength. It's okay to give them an explanation, how about it?"

Looking up and down Bai Xi, Chen Jingmo's **** brain calmed a little, hesitated, just such a weak chirping guy, really knocked Jin Zhong and Huang Mao down?

Raising his eyebrows, Bai Xi looked at Chen Jingmo who silently put down the baseball bat and waved his hand, "No, but time is not enough right now, so let’s be on our rooftop at noon today. You take the last time I hit Everyone called, how about if they want to explain, let them ask me for it?"

Bai Xi tried his best to preserve his physique for a while, and naturally would not agree to Chen Jingmo's words. In addition, if he was beaten for the face of such a kid, where would he put his face? Besides, if you really start your hands, maybe who is the grandson.

A little surprised at what Bai Xi said, Chen Jingmo looked at Bai Xi suspiciously, "You mean an offer?"

Date? Bai Xi curled her lips secretly, no, no, no, in fact, she just wanted to make an excuse with 002 to let herself use her current physique more.

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't say that, so after Chen Jingmo finished speaking, Bai Xi nodded firmly, "It's twelve o'clock noon, class at two o'clock in the afternoon, and time to eat."

"Heh, you still have the mind to eat," Chen Jingmo sneered, thinking about the identity of Bai Xi's Bai family, and he also understood the purpose of Bai Xi's doing this, so he responded neatly, "Okay, then twelve o'clock, Who will not come, who is the grandson!"

As soon as Chen Jingmo's voice fell, the bell for the third class happened to rang. The third class was about the Chinese teacher's finesse. Chen Jingmo was talked about by that old man like Tang Seng many times. Hit his muzzle, so he didn't stay a lot. He led the people away and took away Jiang Zhiya, who had been jumping at the door.

The long-lost power returned to her body, Bai Xi was in a very happy mood. This rare time borrowed from 002, she didn't want to waste the Chinese Tang Seng class, so she made a decisive decision and skipped class.

Although basically the leadership team that is frequently inspected by the school did not dare to offend Bai Xi, Bai Xi did not want to be too public, so she did not stay in the teaching building too much. As soon as Chen Jingmo and others left, she turned and followed each other. The air corridor connected everywhere slipped to the art building in the corner of the campus, where there were basically no people.

Bai Xi ran happily on the campus over there, as free as a bird out of the cage, but not so easy on the other side.

When Chen Jingmo and the others returned to the classroom from the back door, the Chinese teacher’s polished leather shoes also stepped into the second class of the international class. The white shirt was tucked into the leather belt, and he was holding a stack of test papers in his hands. The gray hair was meticulous. The floor combed back, and the non-nearsighted eyes scanned the class like a scanner.

"Has the class leader come back? Write down the names of those who are late for this class, and make two copies, one for me, and one for your class teacher!"

Fu Zuo stood up and gave a student ritual, then looked around the class for a week, and paused when he saw Bai Xi's empty seat, and then wrote Bai Xi's name twice in the line of sight of the Chinese teacher staring at him.

After getting the name, this Chinese class officially started in the language of Tang Seng's precepts.

"This old Tang monk is still perverted as always. I am puzzled. Has he not passed his menopause yet?" Chen Jingmo, who was flew a dozen eye-cutters by the Chinese teacher, took advantage of the teacher's turn to write on the board for two minutes. , Murmured to Jiang Zhiya quietly.

"Chen Jingmo! Let me catch you one more time, you can go to your class teacher to take a Chinese class!" Just after Chen Jingmo muttered, a chalk tip flew over and wiped Chen Jingmo's head and hit Yu Mo's. before.

"I will give you ten minutes to finish the task of recitation on my blackboard. You can check each other at the front and back tables. I will do a random check in ten minutes. If I can't memorize it, I will copy it fifty times. The list must be checked. Chen Jingmo, Jiang Zhiya. "

The blackboard eraser clicked on the desk, and the old Tang Seng's eyebrows almost flew out of anger.

Holding the book behind, Chen Jingmo rolled his eyes at the old Tang Seng, then held the Chinese textbook, and was pulled back together by Jiang Zhiya. Anyway, their front desk did not dare to look back, and they had already discussed with the two rows in front. .

"Why hasn't Bai Xi come back?" Jiang Zhiya had found out when Fu Zuo was named before, and gave Chen Jingmo a fierce look. "What are you going crazy? How did Bai Xi provoke you?"

Originally, Yu Mo, who was focused on playing cats, heard Jiang Zhiya's words, and raised his eyes to look at Chen Jingmo, his eyes dark.

Being stared at by two people like this, Chen Jingmo wrinkled uncomfortably, "Obviously she was the one who hit me first, okay? Besides, I didn't have anything to do with her, that is, I said I was going to be singled out, but she made an offer. Then I started class, and I came back. She should have called her father to ask someone to go."

"A date?" Jiang Zhiya and Yu Mo said in unison.

"Your brain was kicked by a donkey? Just like Baixi, who do you think she can beat? Your little brothers are all rough and thick. I think they deliberately acted as a gunman. The fox faked tiger's might and wanted to give it to you. Bai Xi is dismissed from the horse, but I don’t understand just their stuff? I don’t care, you are not allowed to touch Bai Xi!" Jiang Zhiya fry the pot on the spot, if it weren’t for the old Tang monk sitting on the podium, she is now It is estimated that Chen Jingmo has been pulled up by the collar.

Yu Mo didn't speak, but seeing that, it was rare to agree with Jiang Zhiya's words.

"Then Bai Xi didn't deny it either. Besides, making appointments, she would definitely take people too, and she didn't do it in person. Why are you in a hurry?" When Jiang Zhiya said this, Chen Jingmo also felt a little bit of himself. Bullying, tone lighter.

"That won't work either, you are not allowed to go." Jiang Zhiya stared.

Chen Jingmo had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and open the Nanluo School's school forum, "I have already released the message, and I have an appointment. If I don't go anymore, then who am I? Alright, just leave it alone. Now, I’m well-measured and won’t do anything to her. If she knows the current affairs and doesn’t go by herself, I won’t pursue it anymore. Is this OK?"

Nanluo's forum has opened five or six thousand-story high-rise forum posts. The appointment between the Bai family and the Nanluo boss is obviously enough to be topical. Some people have even prepared a telescope. It is bound to witness this historicity with their own eyes. The moment.

Seeing that Chen Jingmo has taken a step back, coupled with the current situation, Jiang Zhiya has no choice but to look at Yu Mo, "Do you have Bai Xi's contact information? Just tell her quickly and ask her not to go. "

In Jiang Zhiya's earnest vision, Yu Mo's dark eyes looked at Chen Jingmo's mobile phone screen, "If Bai Xi doesn't go, what will become of Bai Xi? She is the eldest young master of the Bai family, do you think she will not go? "

In Nanluo, behind everyone, it also represents a family, the face of a student, and from another aspect, it represents the face of the family, so no matter what, Bai Xi cannot be a deserter.

"Oh, why is it so troublesome," Jiang Zhiya thought of this, and then glared at Chen Jingmo, "I blame you!"

"The discussion is over, Chen Jingmo, Jiang Zhiya, Yu Mo, the three of you stand up and recite what I asked to recite just now."

The three people were discussing the ground in full swing. The old Tang monk sitting on the podium almost didn't eat the language books. He patted the table and clicked on the names of the three people.

Glancing at the recitation task on the blackboard, Yu Mo put his hand on the Chinese textbook that was not opened at all, and he recited the entire text smoothly and fluently.

Chen Jingmo & Jiang Zhiya: ...this dog!

This last question ended with Chen Jingmo and Jiang Zhiya Xiti copying the text fifty times.

On the other side, Bai Xi, who didn't know anything about it, was standing by the window on the fourth floor of the Art Building, leaning against the pillars in the corridor, looking at the figure in the room.

Flaming dance clothes, slender limbs, graceful body curves, and long waist-length hair. The half-covered curtains make the room half bright and dark. The figure stands at the junction of light and dark, light and flexible. The dance moves constantly between light and dark, and the visual impact of light and shadow is amazing.

In the end, all the movements came to an abrupt halt, and the figure stood on the line of light and dark with its head lowered as if it had been frozen.

Bai Xi was a little confused, this dance was still short of the last move, why didn't this person dance anymore?

Before Bai Xi finished his doubts, I saw the figure moving again, but it was not a dance that the dance should have done, but quickly approached the window where Bai Xi was, clutching the guardrail on the window with both hands, and his eyes were straight. The ground met Bai Xi's eyes.

Bai Xi:! ! !