When he came to the classroom that morning, there was another thing on his desk, a small bag of Swiss brand chocolate.
Yin Zhu was talking to Li Luo in the outer corridor. She was wearing a school uniform and her long hair tied up that day.
Li Luo dangled her arms around her.
The green leaves outside swayed, and the morning light cast down, haloing circles.
It was another day in class. One morning, the desks were full of homework, and the classroom was wailing.
Yin Zhu found that Zhou Yu was doing math problems every time he was in English class, and he leaned on the chair in the rest of the subjects. He used the pen to play with him from time to time. He didn't take many notes and just listened to the teacher. .
Once the teacher wrote down the key or difficult points on the blackboard, he approached her to tell her, and she wrote.
Whenever she was weak or sleepy in memorizing these, he would take her book or textbook and write it for her.
Time flickered, and when I looked at it after class, I found that it was already full of his handwriting, mixed with hers.
He seemed to have never slept in class, nor did the Chinese teacher’s hypnotic technique bring him down. Every time she heard her head falling into a deep sleep, he leaned towards her and held her under the desk. Wrist, squeeze her hand lightly, making her itchy.
She was so sleepy, irritable, and ambivalent that she wanted to sleep but didn't want to sleep. At this time, she would pat him on the shoulder and lightly hit him.
And the Chinese teacher always likes to ask her to get up and answer when she asks questions, she doesn't know why, sometimes she is awakened directly and stands up with a dazed head.
At this time, Zhou Yu always owed something next to her and said: Please, tell you the answer.
At that time, her mind was still not sober, she went to his head when she heard this sentence.
With all eyes in sight, there was an ambiguous roar in the class. She just held his head like this, with her beautiful innocent eyes open, blinked twice, and then realized that she retreated to her seat, her lips moved slowly, spitting out the problem. answer.
At this time, Zhou Yu leaned back on the chair, smiling at her with trembling shoulders.
Even the Chinese teacher on the podium was smiling at her, raising her hand and swaying down, motioning her to sit down.
After every Chinese teacher's class, she was no longer sleepy, which stimulated him.
One day's class is over in such a sloppy way.
After school in the afternoon, he took her to the company, asked someone to bring her some food, and then walked back.
Halfway through, Chen Lu's group of people blocked in front of him.
"Hi, meet again."
Men and women blocked his way, leaving no gaps, for fear that people would escape.
Zhou Yu put one hand in his pocket, the phone screen was pressed off, his eyelids lifted, his face was calm, and he glanced at the group of people.
Chen Lu walked to him and looked at him up and down, her index finger against her red lips, staring at him aggressively.
"Can I talk to you? Handsome guy?"
"If it wasn't for your pleading last time, I'm afraid I would have to give Yin Zhu... To show my gratitude, how about I invite you to eat? I have arranged the location, which is near your school."
After speaking, Chen Lu stretched out her hand to touch his shoulder, Zhou Yu's side, avoiding her touch, grabbed a handful of hair, and there was no movement in her eyes.
"What to talk about."
"Talk about whatever you want, and I will tell you what I know."
"Is it."
"Of course, for example, I will tell you everything about Yin Zhu, what did she do, how I did it, I can tell you all these things in detail, word by word, how about it, are you interested?"
"Well, trouble lead the way."
The door of the KTV box was opened.
Zhou Yu walked in, LED lights flashing colorfully, connected to a row of seats, a few men and a few women were sitting there drinking.