I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 162 Chapter 162 You've Talked a Lot Recently
After watching for a while, she pursed her lips and called out to Zhou Junhui in a warm voice.

"Student Zhou Junhui..."

Sang Yu yelled and stopped, her heart beat faster, and she didn't know how to speak.

I asked Duan Jiamu directly to Zhou Junhui, what would Zhou Junhui think of her, and what would Wei Beibei think of her? Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Wei Beibei liked Duan Jiamu.

Sang Yu didn't want anyone to misunderstand her relationship with Duan Jiamu.

It was the first time Zhou Junhui heard Sang Yu call his name when he was fighting with Wei Beibei.

Sang Yu is the monitor of their class. Except for a short conversation between them when Teacher He told her to do something, Sang Yu basically would not talk to any of her classmates.

This was the first time that Sang Yu took the initiative to talk to someone else, and she seemed quite nervous.

Zhou Junhui sat up straight, Wei Beibei also stopped, and the two of them looked at Sang Yu in unison.

Zhou Junhui smiled: "Squad leader, what's the matter?"

Wei Beibei also looked at her suspiciously.

Sang Yu pursed her lips and shook her head lightly, "It's fine."

Wei Beibei: "...?"

Zhou Junhui: "...?"

Zhou Junhui looked at Sang Yu's hesitant expression, and asked, "Are you really all right?"

Sang Yu pursed her lips again before opening her mouth to Zhou Junhui, "That..."

When Sang Yu said this, the class bell rang suddenly, interrupting what she wanted to say next.

The bell rang for a while, and after it stopped, Sang Yu felt that her brain was a little convulsed.

Am I bewitched? What does Duan Jiamu have to do with her? She asked him what he was doing.

Forget it or don't ask.

Zhou Junhui: "Squad leader, what did you want to say just now?"

Sang Yu shook her head calmly, "It's nothing, sorry to bother you."

After Sang Yu finished speaking, she nodded again to Zhou Junhui in apology.

Zhou Junhui looked at Sang Yu's polite expression, and then at her preoccupied face.

It's nothing, it's obviously something to ask him.

After Sang Yu nodded her head, she turned her head back and continued to open the book in front of her, forcing herself to read.

After watching for a while, Teacher He came in. Teacher He glanced at the seat in the class, and finally landed on the empty seat next to Sang Yu.

Teacher He frowned slightly, then walked to Duan Jiamu's seat, put his hands on Duan Jiamu's table, and asked Sang Yu: "Student Sang Yu, why didn't Duan Jiamu come to class?"

Sang Yu: "...?"

Sang Yu was about to shake her head, saying that she didn't know, when Zhou Junhui, who was sitting behind Duan Jiamu, spoke.

"Mr. He, when I left the dormitory in the morning, I saw Duan Jiamu still sleeping."

Hearing what Zhou Junhui said, Teacher He frowned slightly again.

He knew that Duan Jiamu was different from other children. Duan Jiamu was used to being loose and free.

He also knew that a child like Duan Jiamu couldn't force him, the more he was forced, the more rebellious he would be.

Teacher He nodded, and looked at Sang Yu again, "Student Sang Yu, send a message to Duan Jiamu and ask him what's wrong."

Sang Yu: "...?"

Why did you ask her to send a message to Duan Jiamu...

Sang Yu said softly, "Teacher, I didn't bring my mobile phone."

Teacher He just remembered that students are not allowed to bring mobile phones during military training, he nodded, "Forget it, I'll send him a message to ask."

After Mr. He finished speaking to Sang Yu, he took out his mobile phone and sent Duan Jiamu a message.

Soon, Duan Jiamu sent back a message.

Mr. He stood beside Duan Jiamu's table, and after reading the message, he looked at Sang Yu again.

Teacher He: "Student Sang Yu, Duan Jiamu said he has a cold and slept through it."

Sang Yu: "...?"

Teacher He said to her why, as long as he knows it himself.

But Duan Jiamu really caught a cold, and Sang Yu suddenly felt quite sorry.

Sang Yu pursed her lips lightly, and nodded to Teacher He.

Teacher He left Duan Jiamu's seat, turned around and went to the podium.

Because of the rain, Duan Jiamu sat there wearing wet clothes for so long, and managed to catch a cold the next day.

When he walked to the classroom with a swaying body, the class bell had already rang for a long time.

Teacher He was talking about the precautions during the military training on the podium, and when he saw Duan Jiamu coming in through the back door, he was taken aback for a moment.

Everyone followed Teacher He's voice and followed his eyes to look at the back door.

Sang Yu also looked at the back door. Duan Jiamu was standing at the door. During the military training, everyone was wearing military training uniforms, all camouflage uniforms, and liberation shoes.

Originally, this suit of clothes was as ugly as it wanted, but now when it was worn on Duan Jiamu, it looked indescribably good.

Duan Jiamu's cold and fair skin became even paler due to his illness and cold, and he leaned lazily on the door frame of the door, with a somewhat slumped aesthetic feeling.

The young man's eyes drifted to Sang Yu's body as if nothing seemed to exist. Sang Yu was not sure if Duan Jiamu was looking at her. For some reason, Sang Yu suddenly felt a hot heart and a tight body. Withdrawing his gaze, he lowered his head to look at the book in front of him.

I just saw the first few rows...

Sang Yu supported her head with one hand, and sighed sadly, her mind was getting more and more out of control.

System: [Master Sang Yu, why are you sighing? 】

Sang Yu tapped her temple with her index finger: [I forgot which row I saw. 】

system:【……? 】

Isn’t his Sangyu family addicted to books? She has never made such a low-level mistake before, and just now his Sangyu family called Zhou Junhui, hesitant to speak, it seems that there is something wrong with her. It's like asking Zhou Junhui about something. It must be very important for Sang Yuda to be able to make Sang Yuda take the initiative to ask others. What is it?

The system asked Sang Yu with doubts: [Master Sang Yu, what were you going to ask Zhou Junhui just now? 】

Sang Yu's fingers attached to the book slightly bent, and then calmly said to the system: 【Nothing】

System: [Is there really nothing?Don't you want to ask about classmate Duan Jiamu? 】

Sang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then said decisively: 【No. 】

System: [Really? 】

Sang Yu said coldly: [Tong'er, you've been talking too much recently. 】

system:【……? 】

The system quickly shut up.

Hearing that the system didn't ask any more questions, Sang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Is she so obvious? The system can see it...

(End of this chapter)