The young man's expression was cold and hard, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience, and the fine sunlight poured down behind him, generously spreading the ground.

Fu Qi's gaze was calm, with a fierce scarlet in his eyes, he put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin coldly and arrogantly, and stepped out with his long legs.

He didn't say anything, he grabbed his hair irritably, and his footsteps didn't stop, he pulled out his chair and sat down casually, his movements were not small, and he was a little noisy.

The sound of the chair scratching the ground was really sharp, and for a while, most of the students in the class covered their ears, "hissed", frowned and turned back, wanting to see which stupid person it was, and there was such a big movement in the middle of self-study.

But on the side of the line of sight, facing the obviously annoyed gaze of the boss Fu, everyone lowered their heads silently in unison.

Oh.

It's Fu Qi.

That's fine.

Ji Jiu bit the pen, blinked his eyes, and turned around with everyone's eyes, and his little face was probably accidentally rubbed with ink somewhere, which was quite obvious, hanging on her chin.

Due to Fu Qi's temper and reputation, although the people in the class did not dare to speak, they could still be weak and helpless and silently angry.

For example, the small note that tweeted Youkang to the front and back tables flew up.

[, he usually skips class and escapes well, why did he come back from self-study in this middle school? ] 】

[I don't want others to learn if I don't learn it]

[With his grades, how did he get admitted to our school at that time, he didn't study when he came, and he got into trouble every day, why didn't the school let him drop out? 】

[Noisy your mother.] 】

Coming and going, everyone was like an underground joint, balabalaing on the paper for a long time, and then with a "boom-" sound, it smashed on Ji Jiu's head.

The little girl lifted her arm back.

The words on the note were not so angry at first, but there were more people who could pass it on, and there were more people who scolded, and the words below became more and more dirty and ruthless, Ji Jiu's long and beautiful eyelashes drooped slightly, and he trembled slightly.

As soon as his mind moved, his gaze fell on a certain juanxiu font.

[With this temper, no wonder he doesn't have a mother, if I were a, I would also kill myself. 】

She looked at the note with a very quiet expression, and was even in the mood to open the bread that Fu Qifang had just thrown on her table, held it in her hand, and bit it in small bites.

“……”

The young man's face was half hidden in the crook of his arm, his broken hair was messy in front of his white forehead, the bridge of his nose was straight and tall, his thin and soft lip line like petals was straight, and his pupils were dark and pitch black, staring at the back of the little girl with her head obediently lowered, her eyes were churning, and her Adam's apple moved.

Bother.

Fu Qi furrowed his eyebrows, his thoughts in a mess.

In all fairness, Ji Jiu is just a stupid rabbit who doesn't know anything, stupid, and has no heart, her background is noble, and her consciousness is probably related to the education she has received since childhood, and her sentence at noon today was originally just a non-critical advice.

And he subconsciously sensed a familiar feeling of disgust.

He should be quite fierce at noon today, but this little guy doesn't seem to be afraid.

It's really stupid than a rabbit.

The young man's mind became more and more irritable, his eyes were full of anger, Fu Qi gritted his teeth, and the tip of his tongue was unpleasantly against his cheeks.

He wanted to apologize, but he couldn't lower his noble head.

The two people have different moods, but the classmates are nervous.

Ji Jiu Jiu came with Fu Qi this morning, and the grumpy guy bought her food, and now that they have seen their note, she won't go over to tell the whistle backhand, right?

Duck, help!

Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be ostriches.

The girl's white soft fingertips pinched the corner of the note, her long eyelashes drooped, and there was no special emotion on her face. After a long time, she suddenly grabbed the note in the palm of her hand, rolled it into a lump at random, and threw it into a garbage bag.

Gan.

She grinded her teeth in anger.

No wonder Fu Qi died so miserably!

No wonder he floated on the water for more than twenty days before being discovered!

No wonder he didn't even have a funeral in the end!

The more Ji tweeted, the more angry he became, and the strength of the pen was unstable, and with a "click", the waist was broken.

Splashes of pen and ink.

The little girl clenched her fists.

At the same time, a lump of ink took off in place, "snapped", and flew to the side of her tablemate's face.

Ji Jiu: "......" finished Liao.

*

The afternoon class was very simple, two physics and two chemistry, Ye Zhinan was also a sleeper, and when he woke up, all four classes had passed.

When she turned around, the window seat happened to be empty, and it happened to belong to the middle and back rows, which made her quiet.

She slept for an afternoon, opened her eyes lazily, and saw Ji Jiu, whose posture was a little stiff.

The little girl was like a mallet, and the pestle was motionless.

With an orchid finger cocked, his eyes stared at her without blinking, and his expression was stunned, like a nerd.

.

Ye Zhinan's tiger body...... The delicate body was shocked, the cold eyebrows were raised, and the whole person subconsciously avoided the back, and his fingertips subconsciously grasped the edge of the back table.

His face turned cold, Ye Zhinan wrinkled his eyebrows, and shouted to her in a deep voice: "...... What are you doing? ”

"What's that......" Ji Jiu opened his mouth hesitantly, and his little hand still maintained the posture of pinching the tissue with his orchid fingers, "I pinched a pen ...... at noon today"

"I'll buy it for you."

Ye Zhinan's frowning brows loosened slightly, and the tip of his tongue unconsciously touched his cheeks.

As soon as the words fell.

Ji Jiujiu's expression was strange for a moment.

She snorted, and the desire to horn disappeared in an instant, and the little girl obediently closed her mouth and tilted her little head.

Ye Zhinan was stared at by the chirping gaze uncomfortably, she coughed lightly, turned her face sideways slowly, and asked her in a cold voice: "...... What brand are you used to? ”

Ji Jiu snorted, his eyes stayed on the girl's cold and thin side face, and then quickly stretched out his claws, grabbed her collar, and his voice was soft and glutinous: "Don't move." ”

Ye Zhinan quickly came back to his senses, and subconsciously raised his hand to block: "Move your mother......"

The little girl approached suddenly, her body was sweet and soft, like milk with three points of sugar, and like soft rice balls, Ye Zhinan shook his head for a while, and when he came to his senses, he saw that Ji Jiujiu had already sat back in his seat.

Ji Jiu shook the fingertips on his hand stained with ink spots at her, and sighed, "I popped a pen at noon......"

Just spoke.

Someone grabbed her by the collar from behind.

Ji Jiu: "......"

Fu Qi stepped out of the classroom door with her expressionless, sideways, and glanced coldly at Ye Zhinan in the seat.

Ye Zhinan: "? ”

"Crushed a pen," she said twice.

What is this implying here?

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Ji Jiujiu: I didn't hint at anything