Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Class 2 always speaks by grades. As long as you study well here, others will not care about anything else.

After class, Gu Miao was surrounded by water.

"Eh, Gu Miao, can you lend me your physics papers for a look?"

Gu Miao obediently pulled out the paper from the drawer.

"Fuck you, scheming ghost, obviously I came first, Gu Miao, can you borrow your chemistry papers?"

"Gu Miao, did you go to tuition during holidays?"

The only thing the young man has ever received is cold treatment and neglect. No one has ever seen such a battle. His back is straight, Qingjun's face is a little bewildered, and he nods and shakes his head for a while.

It wasn't until the class bell rang that the crowd disappeared. The muffled air suddenly became much fresher, and Gu Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked back, only to see the girl holding her head, looking at him with a smile.

"It's quite popular, I can't even talk." She complained softly, but Taohua's eyes were full of smiles.

Some embarrassment arose in Gu Miao inexplicably. He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "No."

Cheng Chu stopped teasing her, took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to him: "This is the class schedule. I copied it for you."

On the off-white paper, the girl's handwriting is small and delicate, pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you." Gu Miao quietly rubbed the piece of paper and said softly.

He has suffered countless eyes and cold treatment.

She was the only one who was willing to give him warmth in the cold and dark life.

She is very far away, like the dazzling sun in the sky, and it takes a lot of price to get close to her.

But Gu Miao never regretted it.

The students' curiosity about Gu Miao lasted for several days, and finally disappeared.

But from time to time, people still come to ask questions.

After class this day, Yu Xinlu took Cheng Chu to the bathroom.

With the cold wind blowing in the corridor, Yu Xinlu looked at the girl next to her and couldn't help but said, "Chu Chu, have you found out? He Shuhao loves to go to Gu Miao."

She always felt that her friend treated Gu Miao differently from other boys, so she couldn't help but remind her.

"Yes, I didn't notice." Cheng Chu said.

Yu Xinlu's gossip came up at once, and Xiaozui kept banging: "Yes! Yesterday, I looked for self-study classes several times, but you went to practice piano and you are not here."

Starting from the second semester of the second semester of high school, Cheng Chu, who are preparing for the art school, are allowed to practice in self-study classes.

"Maybe to ask questions." Cheng Chu said lightly.

Yu Xinlu hates that iron can't make steel: "Can you grow snacks? How could it be just asking questions, how far did you say she sat, and you have to go around a big circle and ask Gu Miao?"

Cheng Chu pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Look at you." The two of them walked along the corridor to a place not far from the classroom. Yu Xinlu pulled Cheng Chu's sleeve, leaned to her ear, and whispered, "Is it true? ,Again."

Cheng Chu raised his eyes and looked into the classroom.

The evening sun fell into the classroom, and the boy's pale profile was bathed in gentle light and shadow, and even his cold eyebrows seemed to soften a lot.

There was a girl standing next to his seat, holding a paper, looking down and asking what.

Inexplicably, Cheng Chu felt a little bored in her heart. She lowered her eyes, pressed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Yu Xinlu's tone was disdainful: "I can't stand this He Shu. When I first came to work, I pestered Lin Jianshen every day, but Lin Jianshen ignored him at all. Second, I rushed to fawn again."

He Shu was transferred from the ordinary class and was also among the best in the original class.

But since she entered the key class, her grades have always been in the tail of the crane. This time she got the first to last class in the opening exam. It is estimated that she will switch back to the ordinary class next time.

In Chu's school uniform, she shrank and said in a low voice, "Stop talking, let's go."

When he walked into the classroom, He Shu had already asked the questions, and when the two of them were coming, he turned aside and let out his debut.

Yu Xinlu curled his lips, let go of Cheng Chu's hand, and went straight back to his seat.

The learning atmosphere in the key classes is good, and many people are still immersed in their studies even after class.

The next period is the self-study class. Cheng Chu feels depressed, and the mood of practicing piano is gone, so he just bowed his head and started to write homework.

"Are you not going to practice the piano?"

The preparation bell had already rang, and Gu Miao couldn't help asking as she watched the girl next to her sitting in her seat, showing no tendency to move.

Is sitting here hindering him?

Then she was about to sit here, and Cheng Chu felt wronged inexplicably, and her voice was muffled: "I don't want to go."

The girl's always brisk and cheerful voice brought a little bit of anger, and Gu Miao's heart couldn't help but pull.

"Why?" he asked in a low voice.

Cheng Chu held the pen, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to go."

The evening wind was chilly, and the holly trees outside the window seemed to be shaking slightly like freezing.

Gu Miao turned her head and looked at the girl next to her.

A few strands of broken hair fell on her quiet side face, and the peach eyes that were always blooming on weekdays were a little dim.

His heart sank unconsciously, and he couldn't help but dislike his clumsy tongue.

It would be nice if he could speak well like other boys, and shake her to laugh.

The holly tree outside the window was rustling in the cold wind.

Gu Miao lowered his head, racking his brains to think about all kinds of witticisms he had heard, but when those words came to his lips, they couldn't say anything.

He clenched his hands, stared at the blackboard in the distance, and said, "Don't be unhappy."

Cheng Chu was stunned. For some reason, the frustrated heart was smoothed out by this stupefied remark.

The smile on her lips couldn't be suppressed, she couldn't help turning her head, wanting to say something.

But in the next second, he was interrupted.

"Gu Miao, how do you do this question?" The girl's voice was lightly pressed, but it was like strands of cold wind that pierced Cheng Chu's ears.

When he reached his lips, the words swallowed back into his stomach.

She turned her head and saw He Shu standing by the table, holding a physics paper in her hand.

Cheng Chu sat on the outside of the seat, and He Shu's gaze crossed her and looked straight at Gu Miao.

Suddenly she felt that she was a mass of air, which floated among the two of them.

Gu Miao didn't speak, but just glanced at He Shu lightly, took out the completed physics paper from the drawer, and handed it to He Shu.

Meaning, see for yourself.

"Thank you." He Shu smiled and walked away with the paper.

Sitting in front Yu Xinlu rolled his eyes to the air.

The classroom is very quiet, and the students in the key classes are very conscious. Even if there is no teacher, they still work hard.

Only a few people in the distance gathered together and spoke quietly, but most of them were also discussing issues.

"What did you want to say just now?" Gu Miao asked.

Cheng Chu gave him a light look, "It's nothing."

Gu Miao saw that her complexion was not as cold as before, and her heart became calmer, and she whispered, "Yes."

Approaching the evening, the classroom was lit up with lights on.

Cheng Chu wrote a few questions and touched Gu Miao, "How do I do this?"

The same question was asked by He Shu just now.

The young man next to him immediately put down his pen, glanced at the paper, and replied: "You should analyze it first, get the force, and then..."

The incandescent lamp on the top was bright, and the young man lowered his head and pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose from time to time. His voice was low and dumb.

"Understood?" Finally, he raised his eyes and ran into the twinkling peach eyes.

The girl dragged her cheeks and tilted her head slightly to look at him, as if all the light fell into her eyes for a moment.

Several people ran in the corridor, heavy footsteps making loud noises.

But Gu Miao felt that the deafening noise came from the bottom of his heart.

He was holding the pen with his fingertips trembling, his finger bones were slightly whitish, and he lowered his eyes while covering up, and asked in a low voice, "Yes, will it?"

"Yeah." Cheng Chu nodded heavily, "I will."

The sky outside gradually dimmed, the last crimson sunset hung on the horizon, and the classroom was quiet.

Cheng Chu smiled, jokingly: "It seems that your little teacher is still doing quite well."

He was flushed and climbed up to Gu Miao's pale face, his eyes were flustered, and he waved his hand again and again: "No, no, she came to ask me, and I gave her the paper directly, without teaching her."

Apart from Cheng Chu, and a few friends from the previous three classes, who would be willing to listen to his intermittent explanations?

"Oh, okay." A smile filled the corners of Cheng Chu's lips for an instant, and her bright slap face was like a flower blooming in spring, shining with moving light.

The qi that had just been stuffed in my heart melted instantly like ice meeting the sun.

Gu Miao looked at the beautiful and trembling face in front of her, and couldn't help lowering her head, and said in a concealed manner: "Do, do your homework."

After a few more words, I can hardly breathe.

As get out of class was about to end, there was a rustling noise in the class. Today is Friday, and some people who can't sit still have begun to pack their schoolbags.

The Yu Xinlu in front turned his head and was excited: "Chu, I just heard a squad leader say that a sports meeting is going to be held in two weeks. What do you want to report?"

"I don't know." Cheng Chu replied.

"Hey, I don't understand, let's take a look at that time." Yu Xinlu turned his head, put his schoolbag on his back, looked down at the watch in his hand, and calculated the time for get out of class.

The impetuous breath instantly filled the classroom.

"Gu Miao." Someone yelled softly.

Cheng Chu looked back and saw that it was He Shu.

The girl handed the physics paper to Gu Miao and whispered, "Thank you, but I still don't understand the question just now. Can you tell me something?"

The two were sitting in the last row, and He Shu just squeezed into the middle of them like this, turned his back to Cheng Chu, and whispered, "I don't understand the question about the force."

Yu Xinlu didn't know how many rolled his eyes at her back.

But He Shu handed the pen directly to Gu Miao indifferently.

The atmosphere seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Cheng Chu coughed, touched He Shu's back with a pen, and said, "I know the question. Let me tell you."

He Shu turned his head, "But..."

"It's okay, he told me just now, and I understand it." Cheng Chu smiled and said, "But can you stand outside? It makes me a little uncomfortable to squeeze like you."

He Shu walked outside nonchalantly.

After the get out of class bell rang, Cheng Chu lowered his eyes and explained the question to her in detail. Finally, he raised his eyes to her seriously, and said sweetly: "You can ask me if you have any questions next time."

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