MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 6 Brother Ming, there's a real girl over there

  Chapter 6 Brother Ming, there is a good girl over there

  The two walked to the stadium arm in arm. It was very lively here. At first glance, they were all free and easy teenagers, swaying their youth in the evening when the sunset was all over the sky.

  Wen Hua instantly felt infected by their vitality, and found a seat to watch carefully.

   "The appearance of our school is not bad." She commented seriously, "The ball skills are also good."

   "Is there a man in school who plays well, studies well, and looks handsome?"

  Lu Yusi blurted out without thinking: "Xi Mo."

  She turned around, "Huh? Really?"

"Xi Mo is well-deserved of the title of man of the hour." Lu Yu pouted his chin, "Not only is he stunning in appearance, he is also a good player, and his family is rich. But he doesn't study well and has a bad temper. A person who walks sideways. Even so, there are still many girls who like him."

   It sounds like the second generation ancestor, no different from those dudes in the circle who rely on their family background to bluff at school.

  Wen Hua lost interest.

   "Don't like this kind of person, the empty skin is full of cotton wool, it's not worth it."

  Lu Yu smiled, "Maybe because he is a classmate, I can only treat him as a classmate and have no other ideas. Besides, he is arrogant, I don't like this."

   "Were you classmates in junior high?"

   "I mean now, he is in our class, but he hasn't come to class, don't you know?"

  Wen Hua blinked, "So the last empty seat is his?"

"right."

   "Isn't his grades bad, how can he get into Class 1?"

"It's not a matter of which class he wants to study. It's just that although his student status is in our class, he seldom comes to class. Anyway, the family will invite him a teacher. Whether he comes or not is a matter of his mood. He manages the student union and goes to class. Maybe he hasn’t spent much time in the student union, even we in the same class rarely see him.”

   Most of the courts in the evening are boys, and the girls have gone to the classroom to study. The two of them sitting here are a bit conspicuous, attracting a lot of scrutiny.

After his teammate was robbed of the ball for the third time, Fu Ming slapped him on the back of the head, "What are you doing? Can you play well? It's just like this. You haven't been paying attention since just now, and you've been looking behind you. Your uncle?"

  The boy rubbed his head, "Brother Ming, there is a nice girl over there with a very strange face. I thought she might be a transfer student."

   "What a girl you haven't seen before, play well when you should play, and don't give me half-hearted."

  The boy raised his eyebrows toward the stands, "No, this girl is really good-looking, indescribably good-looking, and she is different from the girls who were **** in the stadium before."

  Before he turned around to look, Fu Ming heard some other boys talking.

   "Fuck, absolutely! When did such a beauty come to our No. 1 Middle School? Eyes are eyes and noses are noses, those long legs, that proportion, tsk tsk, I'm so excited."

   "You don't change your **** heartbeat 365 times a year, and bring your cheap heartbeat to harm others. Are you worthy?"

   "Don't bother, I'm serious, this time it's the kind of heartbeat that speeds up the heartbeat and raises the blood pressure. I seem to have met love. When I go back at night, I will plan how to chase someone."

   "This person seems to be newly transferred to Class 1, Grade 2. I heard someone mention it before, and it seems to be called Hua... Wen Hua."

…

   He paused for breath.

   She is indeed pretty, no wonder this group of people don't play well.

The girl has fair skin. Although she is far away, she can still see the profound and delicate facial features. The light eyebrows are as ethereal as distant mountains, the eyebrows are clear, the lips are beautiful, and the facial lines are soft. They are looks that can directly hit the soul. In the crowd Always noticeable at a glance.

She has a slender frame, a white shirt and a school uniform skirt wrapping her slender figure, a dark red striped tie complements her natural and magnificent lip color, her waist is not full, and her long legs are well-proportioned and white, just sitting there can become a beautiful figure landscape painting.

   He clicked his tongue in his heart, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, it was his fault.

   "Go to inquire about her number and daily schedule."

   After he ordered his younger brother to go to the rest area to pick up his clothes and leave, the younger brother asked him: "Brother Ming, are you stopping the fight?"

   "Stop calling, I have to go back to do something for Brother Xi, there are a lot of things waiting for the student union."

  He sent messages to Xi Mo while walking.

【When will you come back? 】

[Recently, a super positive transfer student came to the school. She has no choice for her appearance and temperament. She has a red envelope. 】

   After a while, there was a message from over there.

   A few concise words: [None of my business. 】

  —

Since Wen Wei was deducted three points by the inspectorate, she was bitten by a snake once, and she was afraid of well ropes for ten years. When she heard about the news from the inspectorate, she had to make a detour. After avoiding it for a week, she felt that she had fully grasped it. A rule of survival, will not be caught pigtails again.

   This afternoon, she was dragged by Rong Qiu to eat the snail noodles on the second floor of a cafeteria. She had never eaten it before, so she ordered a bowl out of curiosity.

   It was probably the first time I ate it, and I was really not used to the taste, so I forced myself to eat half a bowl. I can't eat the rest...

  Let’s fall quietly.

  The school stipulates that no more than one-third of the leftover food should be left, and points will be deducted if caught by the inspection department.

  She looked around and saw that there were no inspectors with red sleeves around, so she went to the swill dump in peace.

  As soon as the powder was poured out, there was a click from behind. Looking back, Xu Zi was holding the camera in his hand, with a proper smile on the corner of his mouth.

   "It's really hard to catch people who waste food like you if you don't wear casual clothes." She took off the cap of her pen, lowered her head and wrote in a small notebook, "Wen Hua, Class 1, Grade 2, has been certified for wasting food, and one point will be deducted."

   "I..." Wen Wei opened her mouth slightly, wanting to refute but had nothing to say, she sighed, "I want to ask, will it have any impact if you deduct too many points for your usual performance?"

   "Affects your evaluation of excellence and awards."

  That's okay, as long as she keeps the first place in the grade.

  Xu Zi added another sentence lightly, "Our No. 1 Middle School pays attention to the comprehensive development of students' morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor. The usual performance is also considered as the assessment standard, accounting for 30% of the final assessment."

  Wen Hua was silent for a moment.

   "Then can I still be saved?"

  Xu Zi raised his eyebrows, "Of course, if you can perform well, such as winning a city-level award in literary competitions, mathematics competitions, and composition competitions, you can also get extra points."

"Fine."

  She sighed in her heart, it seems that she has to study harder in the future, and she must guard against the inspectorate.

  When Wen Wei walked away, the corners of Xu Zi's suppressed mouth could not help but curl up. Seeing her face change instantly, the classmates beside her asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

   She grabbed her classmate's wrist and said excitedly: "It looks better up close, and her voice is so gentle! Her eyes are really beautiful! There is also a nice light fragrance on her body, no, I love both girls!"

   "So you don't hate Wen Hua?"

  Xu Zi was puzzled, "Why should I hate her?"

   "Didn't you keep deducting her points recently? The way you find fault is too cold. I thought you didn't like her."

   "This is called making encounters, you don't understand."

  People left, and she didn't want to guard in this place with a strong smell of oily smoke.

   "Let's go, look elsewhere."

  There is a piano on the first floor of the school's art building. Rong Qiu's hands itch after not touching the piano for a long time since elementary school, so he dragged Wen Wei to the art building.

  She devoted herself to playing the piano, Wen Hua looked at it for a while and then browsed the photos of outstanding graduates on the wall of the hall.

  While she was looking intently, someone suddenly gave her a bag of things. She took the bag unexpectedly, and when she looked back, the boy had already run away. Looking down, there were two cups of milk tea in the bag.

  She pondered for two seconds, and suddenly heard a whistle above her head.

  Looking up, a peach-eyed boy on the second floor looked at her leisurely. The boy had a smile on his brows and eyes, and his smile was a little unrestrained.

  Fu Ming raised his chin, signaling her to drink milk tea.

  Wen Hua paused, bent his lips towards him, and said thank you with his lips.

   Actually smiled at him, so **** sweet!

  Fu Ming didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He was already prepared for her not to want milk tea.

  (end of this chapter)