What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 7 Bats

When Jizhun asked Tan Le for ice cubes at KFC, he also ordered a set meal for him to take away. Tan Le didn't intend to ask for it at first, but the resistance in his stomach betrayed him in time.

Ji Zhun used the plastic film given by the clerk to wrap a pack of ice cubes, put them on Tan Le's face, and then took him to his home in Nancheng.

During the period, Land Rover called and asked him where he had been. Jizhun said that he was delayed by something and told them to eat and drink, and he would go there as soon as he was done.

Land Rover swished and said, "It's really not that big brother, isn't it just a meal of skewers." Ji Zhun smiled and cursed to get out.

After hanging up the phone, he asked Tan Le: "Didn't your brother tell you where he went?"

"Well, it seems that I went to the library." Tan Le said while licking the cone, "He will go there to work part-time on weekends, it's very hard."

"Can you make money part-time?"

"Brother said you can still read books."

Ji Zhun nodded and said no more. He sent Tan Le outside an old residential area, and after watching the other party go in, he called a car again and set off to the bar street. At this time, the peak period has passed, and there is not much delay on the road.

When they walked into the skewer bar called "Shepherd", Land Rover and the others had already eaten to the second half. There must be seven or eight people who came, all of whom played well in No. 6 Middle School before Ji Zhun. There are three barrels of beer cannons on the table, and there are a lot of messy skewers.

When Land Rover saw Jizhun, he first cursed "What a fool!", then opened his arms and gave Jizhun a big hug, and screamed with his tongue hanging out: "Dear audience friends, I miss you so much! "

Jizhun also smiled and replied: "Stupid!" Then he pulled Lu Rover aside and said, "Don't be so mean, we just met last week."

"Hey~" Lu Rover poked Ji Zhun's chest with his fingers, and said bitterly, "It's been five days, you dog man who makes me sad."

"Idiot."

When men of this age meet, there are generally two types of opening remarks, one is that each other is an idiot, and the other is that each other is father and son.

"Old Ji!" Wang Da and Ji Zhun waved, "Look, do you want anything else?"

Ji Zhun sat down next to Wang Da, put his arm around his neck and shouted to the waiter: "Please add some tableware here." Then he took the glass and filled himself a glass of wine, "You're late, you're late. Come on, punish yourself with a drink first!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the beer, sighing freely.

"Just say you're thirsty, and you'll be punished with a drink!" Lu Rover half-cooked, half-complained and served Ji Zhunman again, and said to the people at the table, "Come on, everyone is here, let's have a drink together!"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

A group of people toasted, and the hops overflowed and poured on the boiled edamame.

Jizhun raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Wang Da also drinking a glass of beer: "Let me tell you, which one of you here led my little Dazi into trouble?"

"Pull it down!" The sports commissioner with pimples on his chin patted Wang Da on the back, "This kid just has a face that drinks Wangzai's milk, but he actually has a liver that's metabolically boring. Doesn't he?" Wang Da?"