Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 10 Coffee Sugar

It was noon, the physics teacher was spitting on the podium, and the students were drowsy on the desks.

Qingran also couldn't bear the deep sleepiness, she tried her best to support her eyelids and listened attentively, her spiritual consciousness had already gone to play chess with Duke Zhou.

The pen in Xie Yingan's hand turned around, and her eyes fell on Qingran again. Her eyes were completely dull when she was looking at the book.

'Clap'.

The pen fell on the table and made a slight sound. Qingran seemed to be awakened, and suddenly sat up straight and focused on the podium. After a while, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes were dull again.

Xie Ying'an: "..."

The moment the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qingran slowly regained his spirit.

People are always very strange. They know that they have to listen to the class and cannot sleep, but they are so sleepy. After the bell rings, the brain subconsciously knows that they can go to sleep, but the suppressed excitement has overcome the sleepiness.

Xie Ying'an turned her face to the side and asked her, "Did you rest well?"

Qingran was stunned for a while, then nodded.

Xie Ying'an turned around and stopped talking.

Su Chen came from behind: "Brother An, do you want to buy a bottle of water?"

Xie Ying'an walked out with him.

Ruan Ruan saw Xie Ying'an walking away, so she came over and sat at Qingran's front table.

Qingran half-closed his eyes to relieve the drowsiness that hit him from time to time.

Ruan Ruan exclaimed in disbelief: "I'm going, Qingran, did you actually doze off in class today?"

Qingran looked up at her with a bitter face, and was scared away by her drowsiness: "Keep your voice down."

Ruan Ruan was excited, so she whispered, "Ranran, you have been at the same table with me for almost two years and haven't dozed off. You have only been at the same table with Brother An for a few days, and you dozed off during class. You really should let Old Wu have a look……"

Qingran's drowsiness completely disappeared now, she interrupted Ruan Ruan's endless chatter, sat upright and became serious: "Ruan Ruan, I want to ask you something."

Ruan Ruan was used to arguing with her, and when she heard this, she blinked her eyes twice, and smiled indistinctly: "Guest officer, you can ask, I will definitely tell you everything."

Qingran felt cold for a while, but couldn't bear the curiosity about Ji Yanchen in her heart, so she motioned Ruan Ruan to listen to her.

The two heads with ponytails got together on the desk, Ruan Ruan sat up straight suddenly, and looked at Qingran suspiciously, "Ranran, why did you suddenly ask Jishen? This is not like your style."

Having been with Qingran for so long, Ruan Ruan knows her temperament almost like the back of his hand, and his mind is full of sage books. When has he heard something outside the window?

Qingran was a little sad, "I saw Senior Ji yesterday, he seems to live at my house."

Then she had a dream that night, the dream was full of strange things, it was all about the entanglement between Xie Ying'an and Ji Yanchen.

At the end of the dream, she even saw the handsome young man standing by the window shaking the goblet in his hand. There was a dead silence in his eyes. He seemed to feel bored shaking it, dropped the goblet in his hand, and opened the door. window.

Although in a dream, Qingran still had a bad premonition in his heart, as expected, the next moment the man chuckled, stepped on the window sill and jumped down.

The man moved so fast that Qingran had no time to stop it. Of course, as a bystander in the dream, she couldn't stop it either. Before the lingering sound of the man's chuckle dissipated, she resolutely jumped off the 21st floor ...

"What?" Ruan Ruan raised his voice: "When did Ji Shen live in your house?"

A few students who were nearby were startled by Ruan Ruan's sudden loudness, and looked over one after another.

"Hush!" Qing Ran hurriedly beckoned her to keep her voice down while lying on the table.

Ruan Ruan swallowed her saliva, then lowered her head and lay down on the table with Qingran, she was so excited that she even held Qingran's hand: "Really, Ranran?"

Under her expectant gaze, Qingran nodded slowly.

Ruan Ruan grinned, and then rubbed his chin in a condescending gesture, "Ji Shen is taking the route of being a bully, I'm waiting...ah, not counting you, I'm beyond the reach of ordinary people, but I can get close to him and feel like a bully Not bad."

"What do you want?" Qing Ran had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Dear Di Ranran," Ruan Ruan said coquettishly to Qing Ran across the desk, "Can I go home with you tonight?"

Qingran was about to say something when the class bell rang at the right time. This class was Lao Wu's class. Ruan Ruan didn't dare to pause any longer and ran back to her seat.

Xie Ying'an stepped on the end of the class bell and returned to her seat.

Old Wu glanced at him, but he didn't say anything. As the top student in the class, Xie Ying'an still had some preference for him in the head teacher's heart.

But Su Chen, who had a middle grade, was not so lucky. Old Wu gave him a good excuse for not studying actively.

Su Chen lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders to pick up the quail, and had nothing to say about Old Wu's different treatment.

When Lao Wu lectures, he likes to pour chicken soup for the soul to the students. If chicken soup is not mentioned in a class, there is only one possibility—he is in a bad mood.

Halfway through the class, Xie Ying'an pushed a bag of coffee candies to Qingran through the book.

A post-it note was stuck on the candy, and the four characters of 'Don't doze off' were very eye-catching.

Qingran looked sideways, Xie Ying'an was reading a book with her head down, her long and straight black eyelashes trembled without trembling under her gaze.

She retracted her gaze and put the coffee candy in the stomach of the desk.

In Old Wu's class, she didn't dare to steal food even when she was sleepy, besides, the initial sleepiness was gone, and she wasn't so sleepy now.

Xie Ying'an caught sight of Qingran putting sugar into the desk from the corner of his eye. He pursed his thin lips and focused all his energy on the chemistry problem in his hand.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Old Wu was still procrastinating the class habitually. He took a sip of tea, and then asked slowly: "I heard that only two people signed up for this physics competition?"

Everyone is used to Lao Wu procrastinating, and they have long since lost their grievances.

The classroom was very quiet, no one dared to hit the muzzle with Old Wu's obviously angry question.

"Crack." The textbook slapped loudly on the desk, followed by Lao Wu's heartbroken voice: "...Students, our class is a collective, you don't care about individual honors, you have to win glory for the collective honor, and you don't care about it." As long as our class won five places, you should..."

On the three-foot podium where peaches and plums were raised, Lao Wu hated iron and steel and criticized all the students present.

Xie Ying'an was bored and started playing with the pen again, round and round and never tired of it.

Occasionally he would look up at Qingran who was sitting next to him. The girl seemed to be listening attentively with her cheeks tilted and her ears tilted, but it could be seen from her lifeless eyes that she must have dozed off again.

In the last 2 minutes of the next session, Lao Wu left a sentence: "Tomorrow your physics teacher will come to take a test, and the top five in physics scores must go!"

As soon as Lao Wu left, there were long sighs and short sighs everywhere in the class.

"Oh my God, Lao Wu has been picking skin this week. Doesn't he know that there are three urgencies for people? The class has been delayed for so long, no, no, please explain it to the history teacher for me later, I can't take it anymore."

"Ah, I have a basic exam tomorrow, I haven't recovered from the aftertaste of the holiday yet, it's useless."

"Who is not the same? If I fail the exam this time, my mother will peel off my skin..."

Amidst all the complaints, Qingran lay on the desk and quietly peeled a piece of coffee candy and stuffed it into her mouth. The bitter taste spread on the tip of her tongue, making her face crumpled.

Xie Ying'an, who had been paying attention to her from the corner of her eye, curled her lips and looked away. Not long after, she couldn't help but glance again.

The history teacher in the last class is a young man in his 20s. His class is humorous and vivid, and every point will be remembered by the students in the form of many interesting stories.

Qingran also liked this teacher's class very much, so she didn't know whether it was the effect of coffee sugar or the teacher's own joy in the last class, she finally stopped dozing off.

The school bell rang, and the majority of the class was day students, all of them calmly collecting the books to be taken home for review, of which physics books accounted for the majority.

This is the most important hurdle of learning, everyone doesn't want to be delayed by the competition, and they don't want to do too badly in the real exam.

Ruan Ruan packed her schoolbag, seeing that Xie Ying'an had been sitting on her seat, she didn't dare to come over, she just tried her best to wink at Qingran.

Qingran understood what Ruan Ruan meant, and walked towards her with her schoolbag, "Do you really want to go back with me?"

Ruan Ruan sighed pretentiously, "I was still hesitating, but Lao Wu said that there will be a quiz tomorrow, and I have to get a little bit of Ji Shen's academic dominance."

Qingran has nothing to do, "Let's go."

"Alas," Ruan Ruan threw her schoolbag on one shoulder, trotting after Qingran who left the classroom first: "Ranran, you have to come back to my house with me, and get some clothes..."

The backs of the two disappeared outside the classroom door, and Su Chen, who was standing by Xie Yingan's desk, looked away.

"Brother An, are you leaving?"

Xie Ying'an glanced at Huang Qianyu who was still sitting on the seat, casually took the two books on the desk, got up and walked out, "Let's go."

When Xie Ying'an was completely gone, Huang Qianyu's tense back bent down, she let out a breath, and smiled with her lips curled up.

Huang Qianyu's little follower Sun Xin smiled happier than her, "Qianyu, the school grass has been watching you just now."

Huang Qianyu's face slowly turned red, "Stop talking, let's go."

(End of this chapter)