Li Bohua, who was in the front row, turned his head from time to time to look, and saw that Yu Xiaohui had been whispering to Ren Youjun.

"Ren Youjun, you bought this diary for my sister!"

Ren Youjun tilted his head and glanced at the notebook in Yu Xiaohui's hand with his spare eyes, opened the mp3 he was carrying, and plugged the earphones into his ears with his eyes closed.

Yu Xiaohui saw that Ren Youjun didn't reply to herself, and continued to ask reluctantly: "What kind of performance are you?" I'm right! ”

As she spoke, she kept scratching Ren Youjun's arm with her hand, and at this time, Ren Youjun's mind recalled the explanation Guo Wen gave him before leaving.

Guo Wen patted Ren Youjun beside him and said meaningfully: "I went to the teaching assistant this time, I can't go due to my illness, Xiaojun, you remember to help me take care of Dian Xiaohui!" Don't let her get hurt again! ”

Although Ren Youjun is the first in the grade of liberal arts, he himself did not relax his vigilance, at this time he was doing extracurricular questions that he bought with a lot of money, and when he heard Guo Wen's advice to him at the same table, he slowly stopped the pen in his hand.

"Don't you have you on the list of teaching assistants? You are also in the top ten in the class, so how did Yu Xiaohui's grades have a quota? He spoke in a very loud voice, and he didn't shy away from the students sitting in front of him at all.

Guo Wen pursed his lips when he heard it, and covered Ren Youjun with his hand and spoke in a straight manly manner: "Xiaojun, what are you talking about?" The teacher didn't let me go, of course, because of the school's considerations, and what if I went and had a seizure?

Also, I originally had a quota, but I transferred this quota to Xiaohui, can't I? ”

Ren Youjun felt that he couldn't understand, shook his head and said, "Whatever you want!" ”

And Guo Wen deliberately recorded his voice on his MP3 in order to let Ren Youjun remember his words, and now Ren Youjun has been replaying this passage in his ears.

Ren Youjun complained in his heart: "Crazy! For the sake of a girl to do such a thing to a brother! He impatiently took off the headphones and whispered: "I didn't buy it, to be precise, it should be Li Bohua!" So, put away your curiosity and let me sleep for a while, okay? ”

Yu Xiaohui laughed and put the previous notebook in front of Ren Youjun: "Then, the records on these previous notebooks should have been written by you!" Excuse me, why are you exactly the same font as my sister? Do you have amnesia at all? ”