Feng Yangguang turned around and walked back to the class.

As soon as he returned to his seat, Zhang Wei ran away in a hurry.

Zhang Wei was shocked when he saw the lipstick marks on Feng Yangguang's face.

"I'll go! Bald man, what's going on on your face? How come there are lipstick marks?"

“There are lipstick marks?”

Feng Yangguang began to wipe the tissue from the place where he had just been kissed.

The person next to him said to Zhang Wei: "You are one step late and you haven't seen a good show. Someone takes the initiative to kiss you."

"Damn it! Who is it?! Murong Xue?"

"I don't know, I'm a hot girl, dressed very fashionable, made with thick makeup, and very big."

Zhang Wei looked at Feng Yangguang with surprise, "Fuck! When did you hook up with your sister?"

Feng Yangguang explained.

"I don't know what she brought. As soon as we met, I told me to be her boyfriend."

"Did you agree?"

Ji Miaoxian next to her held the pen in her hand hard, and at this time she was both confused and nervous.

"Of course not! I won't fall in love now, let's do my studies first."

When Ji Miaoxian heard what Feng Yangguang said, he let go of his tight hand and felt relieved for some reason.

Zhang Wei looked at Feng Yangguang with contempt in his eyes.

"Hey! You are still imitating Liu Xiahui's embarrassment. Such a good opportunity, if I were just happy, it would be a pity that no girl would pursue me on her own initiative, hey!"

"I won't talk about this anymore. You called it until late last night?"

"Yes, I won't go to bed until three or four o'clock!"

"You're so bad, aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

"I'm afraid! But my game can't bear to leave me!"

“…”

In the rear seats, the three sluts couldn't stand it anymore.

Now the entire class is surrounded by Feng Yangguang, and he has snatched the limelight.

"Damn! I don't accept it! Why do all good things belong to him? No, I have to cause some trouble for him."

"Are you afraid of being beaten? You can beat him?"

"Stupid! We can't beat you, and we can beat you with wisdom. Decisively, it's a sports meeting. At that time, we can disgust him and make him lose face in front of the whole school."

“How do we do it?”

...

After class.

The classroom where Murong Xue is located.

Wang Jiaojiao went to Murong Xue and said, "Hey! Did you hear that someone forced her to kiss Feng Yangguang this morning!"

Murong Xue stopped writing after hearing this and asked, "Who did you hear?"

"Zhang Wei! He said that the girl even let Feng Yangguang be her boyfriend."

Murong Xue hurriedly said, "Has he agreed?"

"No, I heard from Zhang Wei that Feng Yangguang is like you, he doesn't plan to fall in love and is devoted to studying."

Murong Xue finally felt relieved.

"But if this continues, I think Feng Yangguang will fall one day. I understand that boys can't refuse the sexy ones."

Murong Xue bit her mouth, not knowing what she was thinking.

...

Take history class.

The history teacher on the stage talked about history endlessly, and Feng Yangguang was a little bored because he memorized all the history and could accurately measure various events, years, etc., just use it directly.

He accidentally glanced to the left.

At this time, the sunlight outside the window just poured into the window, covering Ji Miaoxian's body. The breeze blew, lifting up her bangs, as beautiful as a painting.

He had the urge to draw all this.

At this moment, the teacher's voice came from the stage.

"Feng Yangguang! Get up and answer my question!"

Feng Yangguang was conditioned and stood up directly.

"What are Confucius' works?"

He didn't panic at all and answered calmly.

"Poetry, books, rituals, rituals, spring and autumn, music."

"Yeah! By the way! Listen to it carefully, don't be absent-minded, sit down!"

He sat back in his seat.

"Huh! Escape."

After sitting down, he immediately took out a piece of draft paper and prepared to draw the picture he had just seen.

Dingling!

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Feng Yangguang completed his work. Although he was drawn with ballpoint pen, he still had a single color. Overall, the drawing was very good.

"Student Ji! I'll give you something!"

"What?"

He handed the painting he had drawn to Ji Miaoxian.

Ji Miaoxian looked at the black and white painting on the draft paper and asked, "Is this the one I painted?"

"Yes! Otherwise, how could I give it to you! How about it, my painting skills are pretty good!"

"It's really good, it's very similar. Thank you, I like it very much."

"You're welcome, we're the same deskmate."

Ji Miaoxian put up the paintings well.

...

People who do food, people who do food, and people who do food are the best.

It was time to eat again, and Murong Xue invited him to have an appointment, and the four of them sat together for dinner. After all, they were quite happy before yesterday.

This time, the fool who gave 10,000 yuan did not appear, but another unexpected person appeared.

Liu Yingjia held a dining plate in her hand, looked at Zhang Wei with Kazilan's big eyes and said, "Little brother! Can you give me your seat? I want to sit here."

"Oh! Yes!"

It is said that beautiful women are easy to talk to, but Zhang Wei directly gave up his position and sat alone on the other side.

Feng Yangguang said curiously: "Hey! Why did you come to the cafeteria for dinner? I have never seen you before!"

"Didn't I come for you?"

Wang Jiaojiao said: "Yangguang, you won't introduce it to us."

Feng Yangguang opened his mouth and was about to introduce him, but Liu Yingjia said first: "My name is Liu Yingjia, and he is Sunshine's prospective girlfriend."

Feng Yangguang looked surprised, "Ah? Are you my prospective girlfriend? Why don't I know?"

"Anyway, sooner or later, I will become your girlfriend. Isn't it quite appropriate to call her a prospective girlfriend? I won't talk about this."

She picked up a piece of meat and put it into Feng Yangguang's plate.

“Eat some meat, it’s delicious.”

At this moment, Murong Xue made an action that surprised everyone.

She also picked up a piece of meat and put it into Feng Yangguang's plate.

"Sunshine, you can also eat some meat, this meat is very delicious."

"Well…"

Feng Yangguang looked at the meat on the plate, looked up at Liu Yingjia and Murong Xue who had been looking at him, and didn't know who should eat for a moment.

Wang Jiaojiao also moved to Zhang Wei at this time.

Zhang Wei whispered: "Why do I vaguely smell the smell of gunpowder?"
To be continued...