It's true. One is usually expressionless and the other is smiling.

It's not crazy to get together to do such childish things. What is it?

"Forget it. Forget it." Su Nan Yu shuddered for fear of the war.

Yi Mingcheng also felt that it made sense. The two men reached a consensus and fell asleep on the table together.

After the snacks were thrown away, yuyinqiu and Wenzhou stopped.

One still has no expression, a face is still full of smile, but how to look at it is that kind of skin smile flesh does not smile feeling.

The Chinese teacher said yesterday that he should recite, but today he seems to have forgotten. He did not mention reciting the text, but told a new ancient poem.

Xu Weiran was absent-minded. He was called up to answer the question, but he didn't answer the question. Everyone was very surprised. Even the Chinese teacher looked unbelievable.

"Yu Xu Weiran, are you too tired?" The teacher made an excuse for his proud student and said with a smile, "OK, sit down. Of course, we should study hard, but we should also combine work with rest, so as to improve learning efficiency

Xu Weiran didn't say anything. After sitting down, she looked at Yu Yinqiu.

Originally, his position was in front of Yu Yinqiu, but since Yu Yinqiu went to see him that afternoon, no matter what he said, Yu Yinqiu resisted him and even moved his seat.

He's not going to bite. Let go.

Originally, Yu Yinqiu would have belonged to him, but there was an accident. He believed that as long as he tried to clear the misunderstanding, Yu Yinqiu would treat himself as well as before.

A class is only 40 minutes. Speaking fast or not, speaking slowly is not slow. For students who listen carefully, the time is very fast, but for those who don't want to have a class, the time is very slow. It's like a needle in a needle.

Yi Mingcheng wakes up several times and finds that class is not over, so he is a little upset.

He took a look at the back of the Chinese teacher, sighed deeply and looked around on the table.

It's not good. He was surprised when he saw that Wen Zhou threw a note to Yu Yinqiu.

When the paper ball was thrown over, Yu Yinqiu was looking down at the textbook. As a result, the paper ball was thrown directly on his head.

It bounced and fell to the ground.

He knew who threw it and didn't even bother to look at it.

Wenzhou did not care, again wrote a pen, kneaded and continued to throw in the past.

This time, the note was hitting Yu Yinqiu's chest and then fell onto the table.

Yu Yinqiu still did not move, and there was no expression on her face.

"Crouching trough, Yu Shao is so tolerant!"

Yi Mingcheng was surprised to death. If it were someone else, they would have been fighting now.

Wenzhou see jade Yinqiu or do not open the note, continue to write to throw over, not long, on the ground threw a lot of paper.

Some fell on the table, but Yu Yinqiu didn't open it.

In this way, the bell finally rings, Yi Mingcheng is curious about a class, and finally can't help but rush to grab a paper ball and open it.

He was really curious about what was written in the paper ball. He did not know why he had a feeling that the words written in the paper ball must be excellent. Otherwise, Yu Yinqiu would not like to read it.

Maybe it's a confession.

When the paper ball was unfolded, Yi Mingcheng opened his eyes and saw the big words: "Whoever opens it is a fool."

Yi Mingcheng

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