After Zhong Sheng returned to the third class classroom, he planned to take his schoolbag and leave.

But the moment she picked up her schoolbag, she sat back again, this time directly at Xu Jingzheng's table.

She knew that he had been working on math competition papers lately, so she flipped through his textbook, pulled out a few math competition papers, and then picked up her pen.

Pei Zhengyan sat beside her, and when he saw her like this, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Draw. ”

However, he was going to hand over the competition paper to the teacher. ”

"Whatever, what does his business have to do with me, I just want to paint. ”

"Oh, then you can paint. ”

......

Although there is no rule for evening self-study, there is an early reading time.

Every day from 6:30 to 7 o'clock is the morning reading time, after the morning reading is over, you can go to breakfast, and at 8 o'clock to prepare for the first class in the morning.

Morning reading is to grasp discipline, every morning at six o'clock, the head teacher of each class stands in the corridor of each class, come early naturally there is nothing to say, but if you are late, it will be miserable.

Xu Jingzheng has a regular schedule, goes to bed on time before ten o'clock every night, and wakes up at half past five in the morning.

He was never late.

But today I was unexpectedly late.

I was still late with Jiang Yiming.

The little old man carried a stick in one hand and behind his back with the other, looked at Xu Jingzheng, then at Jiang Yiming, and finally raised his hand and pumped Jiang Yiming's ass with a stick.

Jiang Yiming grinned in pain, "Why don't you just beat him." ”

"Hmph, Xu Jingzheng has always behaved very well, but you, four out of five days a week, I beat you wrongly?"

Jiang Yiming immediately shut up, having nothing to say.

"If you dare to be late next time," the little old man pointed at Jiang Yiming with a stick, "I'll let you clean the toilet." ”

Jiang Yiming panicked when he heard this, "Teacher, I won't be late again, don't let me go to clean the toilet." ”

"Hmph, look at your performance. ”

After Jiang Yiming finished training, the little old man let him into the classroom.

After he entered the classroom, the little old man looked at Xu Jingzheng, "What did you mean by the message you sent me last night?"

"I don't have enough energy. ”

"Lack of energy?" the little old man looked at him suspiciously, "Did the late make-up class for the bell affect your studies?"

"Almost. ”

"You rabbit cub," the little old man looked at him with a depressed expression, "how do you let me explain to the second class teacher if you suddenly pick a child like this." ”

"Whatever. ”

The little old man was so angry that he bared his teeth, and he was helpless in the face of a proud protégé like Xu Jingzheng.

What's more, this weekend is a math competition, and in the little old man's heart, the math competition is always more important than studying later than the bell.

So, he didn't force Xu Jingzheng anymore.

Just ask him, "Are you done with the test paper you gave yesterday?"

"It's over. ”

"Show me. ”

Xu Jingzheng raised his feet and entered the classroom, and after a while, he walked out with the test papers.

The test paper was folded up, and he handed it directly to the little old man without even looking at it, and the little old man reached out to take it and didn't look at it immediately, but said to him, "You go in, don't be late in the future." ”

"Good. ”

Xu Jingzheng turned around and entered the classroom, while the little old man went to the office with the test papers.

The little old man returned to the office, prepared for class first, and then opened Xu Jingzheng's test paper after preparing for class, and when he opened it, he was stunned for a moment.

The test paper is done, but where did the above picture come from?

Xu Jingzheng's painting?

No way!

Although he usually doesn't respect him as a teacher, he will never be able to do such a childish thing as drawing on the test paper.

The little old man looked at the painting carefully, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

Not to mention, the painting is quite expressive.

A little girl and a puppy were drawn on the test paper, and the puppy followed behind the little girl, and her eyes were extremely expressive, like a puppy that had made a mistake wagging its tail and begging for the little master's forgiveness and favor.

The little girl pouted, seeming angry, and didn't want to pay attention to the puppy behind her.

For fear that others won't understand, there is a narration next to it, "I don't want to see you again!"

The little old man looked at that sentence and thought for a while, and suddenly seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence, and he also understood who painted this painting.

He put away his exam papers and walked out of the office.

Towards the end of his morning reading, he entered the classroom through the back door.

Xu Jingzheng's table was closest to the back door, he walked over, placed the test paper on his desk, and then sat down next to him.

Xu Jingzheng glanced at him and was about to put away the test papers, but was stopped by the little old man, "Hey, don't be busy putting it away, you can take a look first." ”

"Something is wrong?"

"It's not wrong, but there's definitely something in it that you didn't expect. “

Xu Jingzheng looked at the little old man with a meaningful smile on his face, and then opened the test paper in his hand.

As soon as he opened the test paper, he saw the painting.

With a flash in his eyes, he put away the test paper.

The little old man kept observing the expression on his face, and when he saw that he was finally no longer cold and indifferent, and that face that was a little paralyzed finally had other expressions, he couldn't help laughing, "Who drew it?"

Xu Jingzheng stuffed the test paper into the drawer, gritted his teeth and threw him three words, "I don't know." ”

"I really don't know?"

Xu Jingzheng was silent.

The little old man continued to ask with a smile, "It's definitely not you who drew it, first of all, you won't spoil the test paper, and secondly, you definitely won't draw either." ”

Xu Jingzheng's face stinked even more.

The little old man continued to be angry with him, "Did you provoke anyone yesterday?"

Xu Jingzheng pursed the corners of his lips, still ignoring him.

"Oh I guess," the little old man looked excited, "could it be some female classmate from the next class......"

At this time, the bell rang for the end of the morning reading, and Xu Jingzheng stood up from his position without saying a word, raised his feet and left.

Little Old Man, "......"

This little rabbit cub, where does he still have the slightest respect for teachers and teaching?

As soon as he was angry, he felt that the bell was late in this painting, and the painting was beautiful!

......

From childhood to adulthood, the bell rarely shed tears at night.

Even if it is a cry, it will not be because it is sad and sad, maybe it is because it has met a sick and squeamish coquettish cry.

The family said that she had no heart and lungs, and lived the way she wanted every day according to her own ideas.

The family also spoils her, as long as she is happy, as long as she does not break the law, she can come however she wants.

After living for fifteen years, there is only joy and happiness in the world where the bell rings late, only laughter and no tears.

But yesterday, she was angry and cried by a boy who had known her for less than a month.

At this moment, sitting in the classroom, Zhong Shengwan felt that he was having a convulsion?

How could she cry?

For half an hour of morning reading, she was in a daze.

She hadn't come back to her senses until the end of the morning reading.

Ji Qiushui stabbed her with his arm, "What do you have for breakfast?"

Zhong Sheng came back to his senses late, raised his eyes to look at her, and said coyly, "Whatever." ”

As she spoke, she gave the meal card to Ji Qiushui, "Bring me one for whatever you eat, and I'll go to the dormitory first." ”

"Good. ”

Zhong Shengwan went listlessly all the way back to the dormitory, and as soon as she entered the mobile phone, her mobile phone rang.

It's the voice of WeChat, and she doesn't bother to care.

She didn't sleep well last night, her skull hurt a little, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my phone rang again.

She took her phone out of her school uniform pocket with her eyes closed, swiped the screen, and squinted at it......

The sight made her jump out of bed.

The message was sent by Xu Jingzheng, a total of two.

The first, "The bell rings late!"

The exclamation point at the back clearly expresses his unhappiness.

She hadn't read the first one at the time, so he sent her another one......

"Fun?"

Is this the painting she left for him already seen?

The mood of the bell instantly improved.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, like a little hen ready to fight, her fingers kept tapping on the keyboard of her phone, "I'm willing, can you handle it?"

It is estimated that it is extremely angry, almost in seconds.

"Don't provoke me again!"

The bell was angry when he saw it late, "What do you want?"

This time, Xu Jingzheng didn't reply to her.

Zhong Shengwan hates this feeling of not being up or down, and wants to vent the anger in his heart but can't find an outlet.

She was so angry that she pounded the bed with her fists, and just as she was pounding, Ji Qiushui came in with breakfast.

She asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. ”

Zhong Shengwan got out of bed with his mobile phone, walked to the table and started to eat breakfast.

Ji Qiushui bought her xiaolongbao, red bean porridge and tea eggs, and she said to Ji Qiushui on the side while peeling the tea eggs, "I don't have to make up classes from today on." ”

"Why?"

"Xu Jingzheng, that villain," Zhong Shengwan gritted his teeth, "we had a fight last night." ”

Ji Qiushui, "I said, I felt something was wrong when you came back last night, and I didn't say anything when I asked you." ”

Then she asked her, "Why are you arguing?"

"He's a psychopath," Zhong Sheng was so angry that he bit off half of the tea egg, "he asked me to do the wrong questions on the math study questions last night, I won't, and he gets angry." ”

"That's it?"

"Well, isn't it inexplicable?"

"If you know, then what lesson will he give you?" Ji Qiushui couldn't figure it out, "I feel that he is quite difficult for people to approach." ”

"He's a psychopath, and I'm not going to pay attention to him anymore. ”

Ji Qiushui asked her again, "Then you won't make it up from now on?"

"I don't know, Xiao Luo probably will rearrange someone for me to make up the class. ”

"It's okay, no matter who it is, as long as you can improve your grades. ”

Zhong Shengwan looked depressed, and even the xiao long bao that he usually likes has no appetite.

After breakfast, the two went to the classroom.

To get to the classroom, you have to go through the third class classroom, and when the bell rings late and passes through the corridor of the third class classroom, I unconsciously slow down.

There were a number of boys standing in the hallway, and she glanced up and didn't see the man, so she peeked through the window next to the back door.

There was no one at the table, and Xu Jingzheng hadn't come yet.

Retracting his gaze, Zhong Shengwan led Ji Qiushui all the way into the second class classroom.

......

Xu Jingzheng went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water, and when he came out of the supermarket, he saw that the bell was ringing late on the side of the teaching building, and the speed on his feet slowed down unconsciously.

The distance between the two has been not close, she is in front, he is behind.

He watched her and her table mates talk and laugh all the way, and his face gradually sank.

It seems that not making up classes seems to be a very happy thing for her?

Since he was so reluctant to find him to make up the lesson, when he refused to give her another make-up lesson last night, what were his red eyes?

He thought he was ......

Never mind!

In this way, the two went up to the third floor one after the other, Xu Jingzheng copied in the pocket of his school uniform pants with one hand, and carried the bottle of water in the other, far behind.

When the bell passed the back door of the third shift, he happened to look up and saw her pretending to glance at the position of his table by accident.

In an instant, I was depressed for a morning and I don't know how much better.

What to see?

See if he's not there?

What do you want to play badly?

Draw?

As soon as he thought of painting, Xu Jingzheng's mood that had just improved instantly fell again.

He tore the scroll in a moment.