Today is the first time in Lu Ziheng's student career that he has been punished, and he is not sad because he was criticized by his teacher. On the contrary, he didn't mind that his life would have more accidents like today.

Shen Qinghuan, who was beside him, took out the latest Chinese textbook from his schoolbag and flipped to Li Bai's "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell".

Lu's mother liked the romance of Li Taibai, so when Lu Ziheng was young, she let him familiarize himself with Tang poems.

Lu Ziheng is talented, he learns everything quickly, and he never forgets what he has memorized for a long time.

He stood quietly next to Shen Qinghuan and listened to her read the contents of the book in a low voice: "Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the smoke and waves...... An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy. ”

If it weren't for the hairstyle that Shen Qinghuan killed Matt when he ate barbecue and the appearance of beating Wen Huaibei this morning, Lu Ziheng might have classified the current Shen Qinghuan as a good baby.

Shen Qinghuan whispered it three times, probably able to memorize it, she put the textbook against her chin and retied the ponytail.

All the movements were seen by Lu Ziheng, he moved his throat, and his heart began to be restless again. Restless.

"Have you memorized the text?" Lu Ziheng asked in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Shen Qinghuan raised her head, her eyelashes moved slightly, but she quickly figured out that the world of learning gods is only learning, "The text is almost the same." But isn't our dictation now all comprehensible? There are other words I don't quite understand. ”

"Which one?" Lu Ziheng slowly approached.

"There are 'things' in 'everything has flowed in ancient times' and 'An Neng bent his waist and destroyed his eyebrows', but the explanations are different."

"One is a noun, a thing. Since ancient times, everything has been like water flowing eastward, never to return. Lu Ziheng paused, his slender fingertips pointed at Shen Qinghuan's textbook, "One is a verb, serve." How can we serve those who are powerful? Depending on the context, the part of speech will also change. ”

"Oh." Shen Qinghuan closed the text, and did not forget to give Lu Ziheng a thumbs up, compared to the previous Chinese teacher who prevaricated himself with words at every turn, Lu Ziheng's explanation was simple and transparent, "Thank you, classmate Lu." ”

"You're welcome." Lu Ziheng took the opportunity to say what he had always hidden in his heart, "Everyone has successfully changed from alumni to classmates, and the title of the total classmate is a little rusty. Or is it closer to the name......"

Shen Qinghuan felt that what Lu Ziheng said was very reasonable, and her beautiful apricot eyes were smiling, "Then I will call classmate Lu's name in the future." ”

"Each other, each other."

Hearing her name in her mouth, Lu Ziheng's clean and handsome face floated a hint of ruddy.

At this time, Qin Duzhi's loud voice came from the classroom.

The same is true of the pleasures of the world.

He thought that Taibai's sentence was very much in line with his current mood.

"Qinghuan."

When Lu Ziheng's teeth were on the tips of Shen Qinghuan's name, his heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest. Bore.

"Would you like to go back to the classroom?"

The boy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were close at hand, and Shen Qinghuan always felt that Lu Ziheng seemed to be a little less intelligent.

Otherwise, why keep asking yourself nonsense!

If he hadn't had to stand together, she would have sat back in the classroom by now.

Asking these questions now, is it a deliberate attempt to block yourself?

"Hmm."

Back in her life, Shen Qinghuan didn't want to cause trouble anymore, she pursed her lips and was silent.