Originally, she slept yesterday, and she was relieved a lot from the result of dressing up as a vicious female partner, but now seeing the male protagonist, she remembered the ending of her own lunch.
She looked at the cold and cold young man at the door, and he seemed to be taciturn, quite different from the person who threatened her yesterday.
Zhao Minghua frowned slightly, glanced at Xie Xinglin at the door, looked down at the watch in his hand, "A minute late."
"Xie Xinglin, I will pick up a paper from the office after class and hand it in after school."
The fat man in front couldn't hold back and said to his tablemate, "Brother Xing wasn't late either, didn't he just come in by stepping on the class bell?"
He was so loud that Zhao Minghua heard him.
Zhao Minghua glanced at Xiaopang coldly: "Peng Jianda, do you want one too?"
Peng Jianda immediately shook his head like a rattle, with a serious face, "Yes, the teacher is right."
Zhao Minghua looked at the boy at the door: "If Xie Xinglin has no opinion, come in."
Standing at the back door, Xie Xinglin was silent for a while, with an indistinct expression on his face.
Just when Su Qiuge thought he was going to raise his eyebrows and say, "Why? I just don't write it," he even nodded his head very cooperatively.
Su Qiuge: ! !
Is this good student who seems to be introverted and restrained really the social brother who beat up the yellow-haired gangster yesterday?
Then, Xie Xinglin glanced at the classroom, probably knowing that it was a change of position. Then, he looked at Su Qiuge who was sitting in the last row.
Xie Xing looked away without any disturbance, stood at the door for a while, and glanced at the rest of the class.
Full to the brim.
Seeing that he was still standing at the door, Zhao Minghua raised his brows, "What's wrong? Why don't you come in quickly if you're late?"
Xie Xinglin pursed his lips, and the line of his lower jaw slightly converged with his movement. Then, he walked towards the position next to Su Qiuge.
Su Qiuge propped his chin in his right hand and glanced at him.
Xie Xinglin pulled out the chair and sat down without looking at her.
For some reason, Su Qiuge always felt that Xie Xinglin's lateness had something to do with what happened yesterday.
Although she didn't do this, but when she saw the Band-Aid on his face, she felt inexplicably guilty.
She turned the pen and told herself—
Su Qiuge, it's not your fault, you shouldn't blame yourself for being so kind.
Zhao Minghua on the podium knocked on the blackboard, "Take out the math paper you made yesterday."
"Shhhh-" A screeching voice filled the classroom.
After Su Qiuge took out the paper, he glanced at Xie Xinglin next to him. His handwriting is thin, tall and good-looking, refreshing and pleasing to the eye, and the entire paper is filled without a single question.
If I remember correctly, her tablemate seems to be the first of the grade every time.
Obviously this fits his male protagonist's character. Who was that person she saw yesterday?
When Zhao Minghua was talking about the multiple-choice questions, he walked down and looked around.
Su Qiuge felt that the teacher stayed much longer than others when she passed her seat, as if to determine whether she had completed her homework.
So Su Qiuge deliberately turned the paper over, raised his face and looked at Zhao Minghua, indicating that she not only did it in the front, but also did it in the back.
After Zhao Minghua glanced at it, he finally walked past her, and then came to the side of Xiao Hei on her right.
Xiao Hei was suddenly a little nervous, and sat very upright for a while.
Seemingly inspired by Su Qiuge, Zhao Minghua said to Xiao Hei, "Turn over."
Xiao Hei hadn't thought that Sister Hua would come to such a move, and his dark complexion suddenly turned extremely pale.
He turned his head to look at Zhao Minghua with a guilty face, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Qiuge on his left.
At the moment when Su Qiuge turned his head, he suddenly remembered that this person covered his paper when he was reading early, and he looked vigilant about treating her as a thief.
So at this moment, she was also very vigilantly covering the answer on her paper, just like a widow covering her chastity arch.
Not only that, Su Qiuge also winked at Xiao Hei and said a few words in a primary school chicken tone: I won't show you.
Xiao Hei: "… "
He resignedly turned the paper over.
Half of this is really unfinished.
Little Hei never imagined that Su Qiuge came later than himself and could do it faster than himself.
At this speed, she is absolutely forced to write nonsense!
Xiao Hei was still complaining in his heart, so Zhao Minghua said to him coldly, "Tang Jie, you and Xie Xinglin will come to my office to collect the papers after class."
Some people in the class did not finish their homework, and Xie Xinglin was late, which made Zhao Minghua on the podium obviously not in a good mood, "I think you are too relaxed recently." Those who spoke quietly also kept their mouths tightly closed.
"You can't even write your homework well?"
"You guys are really the worst class I've ever brought. In the future, can I expect you to compete in the province to win prizes?"
Everyone bowed their heads.
Zhao Minghua said with a sullen face, "Class representative, go to my office and get the printed paper. I will make the paper for this get out of class and hand it in after class. I will correct it and give the score."
As soon as the voice fell, a boy was blown out like a tornado, for fear that he would be eaten raw later.
When the whole class was silent, Su Qiuge heard the plump classmate Peng Jianda sighing at his deskmate, "Sister Hua is really angry. Every time she gets angry, she doesn't give lectures and asks us to do papers."
At this time, Su Qiuge's heart collapsed.
have to.
Yesterday's homework has not been finished yet, and now we have a brand new math test paper.
When the papers were handed down, everyone began to write hard. Su Qiuge understood the horror of this sister Hua, and he didn't dare to care about it. He took out the scratch paper and started to calculate.
Who knows that the sky is not as good as one's wishes.
In the middle of writing, the pen in her hand got stuck, and the writing was intermittent and stumbling.
Even more unsatisfactory, she rummaged through the entire drawer and found that the original owner seemed to have only such a pen...
As a high school student, I only have one pen!
Su Qiuge took a deep breath and looked up at the clock in the classroom.
No, I have to borrow a pen.
She slowly turned her head and looked at Xiao Hei on the right.
Tang Jie evolved and began to block his answer with a pencil case. When Su Qiuge turned his head, he carefully covered the answer more tightly.
When Su Qiuge was about to speak, Tang Jie used her mouth shape to imitate her just now and said: I won't show you.
Su Qiuge: "..."
Has this guy started nesting dolls
I miss you?
OK, this chastity arch is unreliable.
So Su Qiuge turned his head to the left again. Compared with Tang Jie, Xie Xinglin at the same table is much more magnanimous. He didn't hide it, he just did the math with a pen, and then filled in the answer.
His fingers are slender, with well-defined knuckles, and with his fair skin, he looks very handsome.
But when Su Qiuge caught a glimpse of his indifferent profile and the Band-Aid on his profile, she felt that it was useless to borrow a pen.
and…
In case she talks to him, he thinks he is plotting something wrong and wants to continue to take revenge on him...
Forget it, don't irritate him.
And the classmates sitting in front were just as desperately writing as Saburo. Su Qiuge gently patted his back and found that he didn't respond at all.
"… "
Is it too much immersion that weakens the senses
Forget it, you can't rely on anyone, you can only rely on yourself.
If it gets stuck, it will get stuck, just shake it and maybe it will be fine.
So, Su Qiuge started the arduous process of doing the questions while flipping the pen. She felt like her whole body was convulsed, and she had to shake the pen every once in a while.
When the big question behind is done, the range of throwing the pen needs to be larger to get out of the water.
When the get out of class bell rang and the class representative stood up and said "Rewind", Su Qiuge was still one question away.
But this pen is not easy to use, and there is no response after throwing it for a long time.
So she got angry and threw it twice with great force.
Inferior pens, owe it to rejection, right
come! !
Hurt each other! !
Just then, a miracle happened—
After Su Qiuge slammed the pen holder, the pen that had been running out of water actually had water.
Not only was there water, but the ink in the pen seemed to have suddenly liberated a soul that had been imprisoned for a long time.
Like a goddess scatters flowers—
All of a sudden it sprinkled on her school uniform jacket at the same table.
Clouds of pitch-black ink smeared on the clean school uniform, and the air suddenly became unusually quiet.
Xie Xinglin lowered his eyes and slowly looked at the ink marks on his school uniform jacket.
Su Qiuge: "..."
Oh wow.
It seems that she will be gone forever on the way of offending the male protagonist by the vicious female supporting role.