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Because it's very disrespectful to the teacher.

Although Mu Qian knew that these laws of physics could be broken, he did not stand up and give a wonderful speech with the teacher that could shock the academic community.

Well, he's kind of cramming headphones......

Mu Qian glanced at the oblique back, and found that Song Shijing was listening carefully, looking at the blackboard from time to time, and bowing her head from time to time to write something in the notebook.

She's so serious?

In contrast, the demon king who sits here every day to pass the boring time is really wasting the precious youth of life......

But youth is wasted.

This is the same as hormones are used to sway, if you don't use it for a long time, the body will also have problems due to excessive accumulation......

After reading the comic books he had brought, he started drawing some simple comics in a notebook.

Poke.

Ren Ying's cap poked lightly on Mu Qian's back, Mu Qian turned his head back, Ren Ying lowered his head, and handed over a piece of paper, on the side near the windowsill.

Mu Qian took it and subconsciously glanced at the teacher on the podium - this is the knee-jerk reaction that every student will have.

When I opened the paper, there were some stick figures made of ballpoint pens and a small questionnaire about what I wanted to eat for lunch tomorrow......

Although I think it's not good for Ren Ying to be so troublesome, and the two don't have a clear relationship between men and women, they can't let people cook lunch every day, this 'beloved wife' attribute is enjoyed wantonly, and the consequences may be very serious.

But Mu Qian was not angry, so he ticked a few foods that looked very good......

Ticked......

The gentleman does not eat the food that comes to him, but only eats what is given for free.

"Huh?" Song Shijing noticed Mu Qian's action of passing a small note backwards, as well as some smiles on Mu Qian's lips......

Song Shijing's eyes narrowed, if it weren't for the fact that she had to pass the note to the twelve classmates from the time she went to Muqian, she and these twelve classmates still didn't know each other......

How could he lose to Ren Ying in terms of passing notes!

I never thought that in Xiaoqian's school, there would be such a threatening girl hidden!

Well? And they don't know ......

Wouldn't it be nice to get acquainted?

Song Shijing stopped drawing the picture she was best at, the pig's head, in her notebook, and began to seriously study a great battle plan.

Socializing or something, shouldn't it be too much of a problem for yourself, right?

Suddenly, I thought of my past and encounters in the Demon Slayer Training Academy...... Although she didn't have a particularly good friend so far, it wasn't a problem of her ability......

has been haunted by the halo since childhood, but gradually became a laughing stock, she can still smile happily all day long after this experience, to be honest, she actually has a pretty good psychological quality.

Song Shijing lay on the table and began to think about something in a daze.

She thought she would find it boring to come to high school, but she didn't expect that she would not only be bored, but also enjoy it......

If she hadn't been a demon slayer since she was a child, but as an ordinary student, maybe she would have been able to do well in her studies.

Jingle Clang......

Because it was a late summer afternoon, many students would naturally be sleepy.

When the physics teacher left with the textbooks, a third of the boys and girls in the class collapsed on their desks......

"Ahem, ahem!"

At the table of the classmate to the left of Song Shijing, there were two coughs.

Mu Qian, who was yawning, turned his head to look over, and was stunned for a moment......

"Classmate, can I get to know you? My name is Song Shijing! ”

Song Shijing's face flushed, and she stretched out a hand of friendship......

I didn't see that she was still a girl who was good at making friends with others. Mu Qian was a little surprised, but he felt that the girl who could take the initiative to open her heart with others was actually quite cute.

Song Shijing walked to the position of the classmate in front of her again.

"Classmate, can I get to know you? I just transferred here, so I don't know each other......"

This is a cowardly appearance when facing a girl, stimulating the motherhood of the other party, so as to produce a sense of closeness.

Mu Qian already had a high opinion of Song Shijing-this stupid guy could have such social skills.

"This classmate, can I be friends with you? Aha, I actually like to play games. ”

This is when facing boys, although the voice is a little deliberately louder, but it also sounds quite bold, and deliberately looking for a topic, so as to mingle with boys.

Sure enough, he is a master of this way.

Mu Qian reviewed it himself, he may not have known enough about Song Shijing before, and she also has a side that can be impressive.

When you come to an unfamiliar environment, take the initiative to find some friends and partners for yourself, so that campus life will not be too lonely......

In fact, it also takes a lot of courage.

Three, four, five......

Song Shijing gained a piece of 'primary friendship', several boys were flattered and very nervous, and several girls showed sweet smiles, thinking that Song Shijing only greeted a few of them, and must think that they were better among the girls in the class.

However, if the position of these classmates greeted by Song Shijing is overlooked, it should be an 'L' shape.

This classmate ...... I can ......."

Mu Qian suddenly found a small question: why Song Shijing is getting closer and closer to him!

Finally, Song Shijing stopped at the boy at the adjacent table on the right side of Mu Qian, and showed a cute smile to the boy......

The boy swallowed: "Sister, it's a pleasure to meet you, there is something for you to talk about." ”

"That ......" Song Shijing took a step back, took the eyes of most of the students in the class, and bowed deeply to the twelve classmates who had just greeted him.

"Everyone!"

Song Shijing took a breath, "Help me pass the small note to my family Xiaoqian in class, please do a lot!" ”

The twelve plastic saints looked at their Athena with a bewildered expression.

Mu Qian held his forehead with one hand, silently turned his head to look out the window, pretending that he had nothing to do with this matter at all!

The twelve students could only smile dryly and agree, although for them, there was also a risk that the note would be discovered by the teacher......

opened up the joints, and promised to make heavy profits - Song Shijing said that everyone would be invited to dinner at noon tomorrow; Then the next thing is to wait for the next class!

She took out a piece of paper and used her utility knife to slowly cut it into small squares.

The twelve plastic saints she temporarily gathered, after discovering that Song Shijing had prepared hundreds of small notes, collectively had a mood similar to Mu Qian's at this time......

It was gloomy, it was desperate, it was trying to break free from this miserable world, it was trying to escape from the absurd reality......

Succeed with flying colors!

Song Shijing sat there with great interest, waiting for the class bell to ring.

Mu Qian expressed his deep apologies for the idea of changing his opinion on this female demon slayer......

In the hallway, an uncle trotted in and jumped onto the podium.

It's a tough guy in a blue sweatshirt.

"Ah, that, tell you something," Chen Shaoyong explained in a dignified manner: "We have transferred classes with the biology teacher, and the biology teacher has taken a leave of absence today." Our PE class on Wednesday, when it comes to the next class, it happens that the two PE classes are taken together, and school is out after the class. ”

"Ahem!" Chen Shaoyong coughed: "Are you happy? ”

The students in the class responded weakly: "Happy ......"

The boys and girls in the class began to stand up.

Song Shijing hadn't come back to her senses yet, and sat there stunned.

Physical education?

And these notes of your own? And those previous efforts!

"Damn!"

With a bang, Song Shijing slammed the table with her small fist, which was to express her indignation.

A certain uncle was suddenly held in revenge. (To be continued.) )