Restart the Flying Age

　　 An autumn rain and a cold.

　　 The result of the report letter was announced.

　　Wang Yuejin's reputation is completely stinking, and he was assigned to the library on the top floor of the Pentagon, like an older lady who has been guarding the cold palace all the year round.

　　 But Qiu Xiaotian didn't have any ass, and he won the love and admiration of more students, and his popularity was unmatched for a while.

　　 The chemistry teacher in Class One, Two, and Three has a new face. The female teacher, wearing glasses, is called Yan Lin.

　　 The students in the three classes inevitably cheered and cheered for a while.

　　 After this incident, Zhao Li completely gained a reputation in Beijiang Middle School, which is full of people in this city, and there are a lot more love letters in the drawer.

　　 And secretly, there are always some people who know this, and they can't do without Wu Tao's help.

　　 For example, Wu Di, a fat and big model, frequently shows good intentions to him, throwing olive branches in various ways, trying to pull him into his own circle.

　　 Today, I will show you the latest Ericsson mobile phone. Although it is larger than the big brother, it still looks like a walkie-talkie.

　　 Wu Tao fiddled with it a few times, and threw it to him happily.

　　 Tomorrow another Sony CD player was brought out to present the treasure.

　　 Wu Tao looked like it was not much different from his own WALKMAN in function, so he was also lacking in interest.

　　 Whether it is an Ericsson mobile phone or a Sony CD player, in his eyes, it is the same antique.

　　 And surrounded by objects like this, he always feels like he is living in a black and white video tape.

　　The old years of precipitation, occasionally recall feeling okay; but always immersed in it, the feeling is not so beautiful.

　　 Fortunately, there are people around me, pure and fresh, just like the sky of this age, so clean and beautiful, making people nostalgic.

　　 A storm passed, everything returned to peace.

　　 Wu Tao, like a predatory crocodile that has just stirred the wind and clouds, slowly sinks to the surface of the water, silently.

　　 Midterm exams are approaching day by day, and no one mentions quality education.

　　 Qiu Xiaotian's class was robbed several times, mostly by Yan Lin. In the face of female colleagues, he has no ability to play hooligans, so he is completely out of luck.

　　 Yan Lin had been sitting on the bench in Beijiang Middle School for two years, and finally had an opportunity to enter the classroom, and she naturally had to actively seize it.

　　 Although it was only a mid-term exam, she still intends to show her grades if she is stronger, to wash away the humiliation and humiliation of the past two years.

　　 There is only one week left before the mid-term exam.

　　 Wu Tao squeezed through Zhao Li's back as always, sat in his seat, opened the drawer belly, and was taken aback.

　　 When was there an extra video tape in it?

　　 Looking back at Zhao Li, Zhao Li squeezed a pencil and practiced sketching to herself: "This is a good thing for you."

　　 "A reel of broken video tape, give it to me like a treasure again?"

　　 "Maybe it's a wonderful movie, it's also people's mind anyway." Zhao Li said something to Wu Di in an unprecedented way.

　　 "Hey, did you take advantage of others?"

　　 "Well, he gave me a box of pencils, which happens to be for me to paint."

　　 "……"

　　 During lunch, Kuan Chuan Xiang Beijiang Middle School branch.

　　 An Rong was sitting next to Wu Tao, and Li Jing, Yang Guangwei, and Yang Zili were sitting opposite.

　　 Li Jing has indeed become a frequent customer in Chuanchuanxiang shop, that is to say, there is no such thing as a VIP now, otherwise she would have been a well-deserved super VIP.

　　 As for Yang Guangwei, his living expenses were only enough to eat some indescribable meals in the school cafeteria.

　　 Since he discovered that the price of Chuanchuanxiang was not much more expensive than the cafeteria, he changed his strategy, relying on vegetables brought from home for the first two days of the week, and carrying lunch boxes for the next few days until Chuanchuanxiang improved his life.

　　 It's not just him, many students from rural areas do this.

　　 Without him, there are meats, vegetables, and delicious, so fools don't do it.

　　 And Yang Zili is even more frequent. Because he found that eating Mala Tang is more economical than eating rice bowls and noodles!

　　 only eat vegetarian dishes, such as tofu, potatoes, duck blood, rice cakes, vermicelli, a big deal with noodles, one dollar is absolutely full!

　　 For An Rong, Gu Jin is indeed a strict mother. At her request, An Rong only has the opportunity to eat out once a week.

　　 This group of people sat together to eat mala Tang, An Rong's bowl is often the fullest and richest.

　　 Yang Zili pulled the potato chips in the bowl, dipped some sauce in the hot sauce dish, and said, "This is not potato chips, this is not potato chips, this is delicious shrimp slippery!"

　　 then closed his eyes and put it in his mouth, showing a beautiful expression of enjoyment.

　　 An Rong, who was eating a bite of slippery shrimp, burst out laughing on the spot. As for Wu Tao, they have long been used to it.

　　 Yang Zili didn't care, then he clipped a piece of fan, dipped a little garlic and began to mutter: "This is not a fan, this is not a fan, this is shark fin!"

　　 is really amazing!

　　 Everyone at the table can't help but laugh.

　　 Wu Tao directly took out five yuan and said to Yang Guangwei: "Go and buy some shrimp slips, I'll treat you."

Yang Zili was bald and sucked his fans in his mouth and said, "Boss, I don't need you to invite me to eat shrimp slips. I just hope that you can relax a little bit in this mid-term exam and don't drop me too much, lest I be in the class. Embarrassed."

　　 Mentioning this matter, Li Jing immediately remembered: "Yes, Wu Tao, our class No. 1 Ren Jie~www.NovelMTL.com~ can hold back, waiting for this midterm exam to surpass you!"

　　 An Rong is not clear, "If you want to surpass Wu Tao, shouldn’t it be Han Xin, No. 1 of Class 2? Although the No. 1 Zhou Chuanwen of our class is also struggling, I am not optimistic about him."

　　 Generally speaking, from Class 1 to Class 14, No. 1 should be the top 14 of the new students of Beijiang Middle School.

　　 So everyone will say this.

"You don't know, Rongrong." Li Jing explained: "In our previous mock exams before the senior high school entrance examination, Ren Jie hovered in the top three. It can be said that his grades at that time were the most promising to win the senior high school entrance examination. Later. I don't know why, he didn't perform well in the high school entrance examination..."

　　 Yang Guangwei slid back with the steaming shrimp: "Boss, you really have to pay attention. This mid-term exam, there are more people who are trying to surpass you. There are a few in our class..."

　　 Wu Tao forks a ball and mumbles: "As for, it's just a mid-term exam."

　　 "Who made you too high-profile a while ago?" Yang Zili spoke, sliding the shrimp into his bowl and pulling it, "I'm a talented photographer again, and I can hook up with a female model from an art school..."

　　 "You can't stop your mouth even if you eat!" Wu Tao scolded with a smile.

　　 "Actually, who can pass the exam to Beijiang Middle School, which one was not the favorite of heaven before, and is proud of it? And this mid-term exam is the first shuffle battle, which has always been the case." Li Jing explained.

　　 An Rong pouted her mouth, and said with pity: "I feel so sorry for you who are treated as opponents by so many people and alone."

　　 "Rong Rong is better." Wu Tao looked moved.

　　 Unexpectedly, An Rong's conversation turned, "But sympathy returns to sympathy, this time I also treat you as an opponent. In any case, I can't always be overpowered by you, right?"

　　 "……"