High cold is pretending to be excellent is true

Chapter 6 You guys are so handsome!

Zuo Tianxiao used his super adaptability to sleep peacefully under the interference of Sun Dongchang's sound waves from the next day.

And in the following two weeks, Class [-], Grade [-] also showed the "glamour" of their class to this new transfer student from all angles...

Zuo Tianxiao remembered that it was the third class in the morning, the math class before the big break.

At that time, he was holding his head and listening to his math teacher trying to start from examples and ask questions, so as to arouse their enthusiasm for knowledge.

But obviously, all the enthusiasm of the math teacher has been fed to the dogs!
He was yawning for the third time in five minutes of class, when suddenly a torn piece of white linen paper and a small hard card appeared on his desk.

He looked along the hand that was slowly patted away, and saw Zhang Jiajia on the right with his whole body lying on the table, with a small fat face, oh no, a big fat face was looking at him, winking constantly, Signal him to read the note.

Zuo Tianxiao looked back and picked up the piece of paper on the table.

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Everyone Monkey!The order service provided by Maomao today is ancient tea with milk tea. If you need it, please leave your name and drink below. Don’t forget to note the hot and cold toppings!

Afterwards, after Maomao calculates the price, we will collect the money uniformly, order and delivery are all available, Bao Jun is satisfied~
The two paragraphs, which were only a few lines in total, were slickly drawn with at least six different colors of colored pens, and a circle of pink love lace was drawn around the paper.

There are really five, six, seven or eight people ordering here and there.

Zuo Tianxiao: "..."

He glanced at He Maung, who was sitting quite far away from him, and felt... This girl must be a great weapon!After all, people who are keen on doing this kind of thankless work and simply want to get satisfaction from it are rare in today's "materialistic" society!

Then he caught a glimpse of Zhang Jiajia who was staring at his small eyes with almost slits, trying to attract his attention.

He looked over.

I saw Zhang Jiajia whispering to him: "Hurry up and write it, and pass it to the people in front of your group when you finish writing it."

Zuo Tianxiao nodded and gave him an expression of "understanding".

With the mentality of giving it a try, Zuo Tianxiao chose one and wrote it on, and then was ordered to pass the note forward.

After two classes, Zuo Tianxiao, who walked slowly back to the classroom after lunch, saw a cup of milk tea neatly placed on the table, and once again felt the wonder of this class.

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Coincidentally, his classmates who were crushed by the heavy schoolwork made them feel empty all day long, except for secretly adding milk tea, fried chestnuts, and duck collarbone after class!There is also an established movie-watching operation.

The last class every Wednesday afternoon is self-study.

According to the teachers' ideas, these kids should sit in the classroom and do their homework frantically. By the way, they would also like to thank the teacher for giving them an extra class so that they can finish their homework before school without bringing them to school. Go to the bedroom and do it with a flashlight or get up early the next day to make up.

But obviously, these kids don't understand the teachers' "good intentions"——

Zuo Tianxiao remembered that Wednesday afternoon was a sunny and radiant afternoon.

He went to the toilet before class, and when he came back, he was surprised to find that the curtains in his class were closed and the doors were locked.The few students who usually held the books so seriously that they wanted to read the books directly, stood outside the house at this time, spread the books on the edge of the stage and started reading in advance.

Zuo Tianxiao grabbed Zhou Xiong who was closest to him and asked, "What happened?"

Zhou Xiong who was interrupted raised his head and gave him a helpless wry smile.

He didn't know the meaning of Zhou Xiong's wry smile until he walked into the classroom.

At this time, except for one or two people who didn't bother them much, they had already gone out, and the rest were all concentrated in the two rows in the middle, staring at the big screen in front of them with piercing eyes.

Zuo Tianxiao glanced at the big screen, "The Shawshank Redemption".

Oh yo, this group of afternoon singers who are either friends or red sun can still enjoy this kind of film? !

He sat down in his seat, only to realize that Ye Wan, who was usually either sleeping or drowsy, was leaning on the back of the chair, with her head raised slightly, and was also watching the movie.

rare!

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Afterwards, Zuo Tianxiao fully understood this hidden activity——

On Wednesday afternoon, all the teachers of the grade had to have a meeting except for one grade director. Naturally, the oppressed students couldn't let go of this great opportunity, so they spontaneously created this activity.

The students who are studying outside the door are responsible for the announcement. If a teacher appears, a series of knocks on the door will be used as a signal.He Maung, who was sitting on the stage—yes, it was her again—students would quickly stop the video and minimize it when they heard it, then close the blackboard and rush back to their positions as quickly as possible.A few people sitting by the window are responsible for pulling the curtains.

These movements are done in one go, with a tacit understanding, which has not been discovered so far.

It is said that this activity in their class has quietly flooded the whole grade, because the grade director has caught some classes on the big TV to watch variety shows and TV dramas more than once on Wednesday afternoon.

After hearing such bad news, all the students in the first class were proud of being trendy, and at the same time couldn't help laughing at the other class's lack of investigative skills.

……

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Comrade Zuo Tianxiao, who was overwhelmed by the demeanor of Class 2, Grade [-], was lying on the table at this time, listening to the buzzing sound of the fan above his head, trying to get a minute or two of sleep before the bell rang.

Just now he endured his drowsiness and finished writing the math papers he was handed out before taking out the small pillow. Unexpectedly, his head, under the bombardment of series of numbers, was still galloping like a wild horse after finishing a paper.

He lay on the ground for 10 minutes, his eyes were so sore that they were about to burst, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Seeing that the literary and art committee members came to the stage and began to prepare for the afternoon singing, Zuo Tianxiao finally gave up.He put down the small pillow, and took out the book that will be used in the first session later.

With the sound of the bell, the people who were lying on their stomachs straightened up one after another. Zuo Tianxiao saw Dong Sheng walking towards him after getting up from a distance.

"Sister Dong, what instructions?" Zuo Tianxiao leaned back on the chair and asked with a twitch of his mouth.

Dong Sheng looked him up and down, but he had never seen such a "young master" sitting posture.

"There will be a board competition next Monday. I wonder if you have time, Brother Zuo?" She smiled obsequiously.

"What does this mean... I can refuse?" Zuo Tianxiao smiled.

"Oh, don't! Brother Zuo, look at your handwriting is so beautiful, don't waste it! Let the whole grade see your demeanor! As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!" Dong Sheng Open your mouth to start the "brag" mode.

"Stop, stop - I don't want the whole grade to see my demeanor, okay?... It's okay to let me out, but I have a request."

"What, what? As long as you are willing to offer, I will agree to any request!" Dong Sheng had a heroic expression of "I can promise you with your body if you want".

"Just... I can write, but I can't draw. You have to find someone to be responsible for drawing..."

Before Zuo Tianxiao could finish speaking, Dong Sheng interrupted him with excitement.

"Brother Zuo, no problem! Completely ojbk! What kind of request is this?! I have already arranged for the painter!"

"Oh~ who?" Zuo Tianxiao asked unexpectedly.

"Ye Wan!"

"...Who?!" Zuo Tianxiao thought he had heard it wrong, and said in astonishment.

He looked at the brother sitting in front of him who had just woken up.This brother was leaning on the back of the chair with a fuzzy look, and the dull hair on his head stood up energetically.

"Last year our blackboard newspaper was drawn by Ye Wan, and we won first place!" Dong Sheng looked proud.

"oh, I see."

Zuo Tianxiao didn't recover from his shock after sending Dong Sheng away.

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When the school bell rang, Zuo Tianxiao finished reading and answering the English essay before getting up to eat.

Then he saw Ye Wan who was still sitting.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Hearing this, Ye Wan stood up, stretched a little, hummed, then dragged her shoes to the podium, grabbed two boxes of chalk and took them to the back.

"Are you going to publish a poster? Start now?"

Ye Wan glanced at him, but didn't answer, walked behind him, and took out a manuscript paper that she had drawn a long time ago from her drawer.Then he hummed again.

"...Then I'll go to the supermarket and bring you some snacks? Then do it with you?"

The two of them were supposed to do this work together, but this buddy started working without saying a word, which made Zuo Tianxiao feel embarrassed to open his legs to eat now!
After Ye Wan heard it, she looked at him in surprise, "Didn't I draw and you write? How can you help?"

"No... how can I say that we are responsible for this thing together, of course... well, forget it, I'll be back later." Zuo Tianxiao originally wanted to instill in Ye Wan the "mutual help and mutual help" in the excellent traditional Chinese culture. ", I want to say that although they have a division of labor, they should still have a clear priority, advance and retreat together, and cannot be completely separated... But seeing Ye Wan who has the word "independence" written all over her body Finally, he gave up.

This is a lone wolf that loves to run freely in the dark, and he shouldn't try to let this lone wolf take him with him while spinning and jumping.

After Zuo Tianxiao left, Ye Wan stood blankly facing the back door for a while in the classroom where he was the only one, and then resumed his operations, composing and drawing lines according to the sketch.

In less than 10 minutes, the half-opened back door was suddenly kicked open with no difficulty.Zuo Tianxiao walked in from the wide open door.

Ye Wan was standing on the table in front of the blackboard, she turned her head slightly when she heard the sound, and looked at the golden figure by the door.

Seeing a figure walking towards him, and then throwing a few packages at his feet, Ye Wan looked down.

Potato chips, Dad's dried tofu... Mimi shrimp crackers?
Zuo Tianxiao stood beside his legs, his head was almost at his waist, and when he lowered his head a little, he could see Ye Wan's straight and gleaming white legs.

He stepped back a little embarrassed.

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"What the hell is this... Mimi Shrimp Crackers?"

"Ah?" Zuo Tianxiao blinked and raised his head.

"What's going on in your mind?" Although it was mocking, Ye Wannuo's voice made the mockery in his mouth almost inaudible.

Zuo Tianxiao coughed dryly, "If you don't like eating, just say it, I'll eat it. Are you tired of talking around the corner?!" He gave him a blank look, took the bag of Mimi Shrimp Crackers, walked to his seat and sat down .

Ye Wan chuckled lightly, and continued with her hands.

Zuo Tianxiao sat sideways on the chair, eating the Mimi Shrimp Crackers one by one, and looked at the blackboard behind him.

To be honest, although there is only a prototype of the blackboard newspaper designed by Ye Wan, it is really pretty.

It's not the kind of brightly colored and framed mentally handicapped elementary school composition, but a very design pattern.Simple and neat lines divided the blackboard into four large and small plates, and the patterns distributed among them were things Zuo Tianxiao had never seen before.

This is... a stream of consciousness creation?

Then he really can't help.

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After drawing for a while, Ye Wan would get off the table and stand at a distance to look at the overall layout, and then climb up to paint and change.

Meanwhile, the students returned to the classroom one after another after eating.After everyone came in, they had to take a look at the blackboard newspaper, and then praised Ye Wan as "awesome".

Ye Wan was not shocked by favor or humiliation, and stood still.

Zuo Tianxiao leaned on the chair and looked at Ye Wan, who was still standing still, and forgot to move for a moment.

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