Zhao Pengcheng picked up the note on the table, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and his bony fingers opened the note that I threw back.

"It's your business!"

Seeing this, Zhao Pengcheng's face turned black like the bottom of a pot, and with a movement of his fingers, he crumpled the note into a ball and threw it in the desk.

The more I treated him like this, the stronger his curiosity became, after all, as soon as Zhao Pengcheng came to this school, he became the person who was elected as the school grass by each class.

"Hey! Wang Ziyi! ”

Wang Ziyi turned his head to look over, Zhao Pengcheng pointed to the person next to him, and handed over a notebook from under the table.

"What's your name at the table?"

"Why doesn't she treat me like this?"

"She doesn't seem to be talkative?"

Turning the pages one by one, the more Wang Ziyi looked at it, the more confused he became, I don't know what this Zhao Pengcheng is trying to do, and what are these messy questions?

Wang Ziyi became more and more wrong, turned his head and asked Zhao Pengcheng: "What do you mean by this?" What kind of mess is this? ”

"I don't have ......"

A piece of chalk flew over, and Yuan Datou's slightly angry voice sounded: "You guys! You're all juniors in high school! What do you think about every day? ”

The small voices in the class gradually became smaller, and every student lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads, Yuan Datou stood on the podium with his arms propped up, and a pair of eyes scanned back and forth in the classroom.

"Report...... Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom! ”

……

The whole classroom was silent for half a minute, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter, Yuan Datou's face turned red, and his eyes looked at me...... behind him.

"Zhao Pengcheng, don't make trouble for me!"

"Teacher, I have a stomachache today."

“…… Go and come back quickly! Yuan Datou was silent for a while, and said helplessly waving his hand.

"Good!"

Zhao Pengcheng ran out of the smoke, the laughter in the class continued, I raised my eyes to look over, Zhao Pengcheng's back and Gao Haoyi's back in my memory gradually overlapped.

"Nono, see for yourself."

Wang Ziyi quietly pushed the notebook onto my desk, and I looked down at it, and there were a few questions written on it.

"What is this?"

I picked up my pen and wrote a sentence on the paper, pushed the notebook back again, then pointed behind me and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, that's what he asked me."

Wang Ziyi snorted a few times and wrote such a sentence, I looked at the answer she wrote, frowned, and was about to wrinkle into a Sichuan shape.

"Let's not wait for him, let's go to class!"

Yuan Datou looked at the watch on his wrist, picked up the textbook and continued to start the class. I stared at the notebook in front of me, and my heart became more and more irritable.

Zhao Pengcheng went to a class, until the bell rang for the end of class, he still didn't come back, Yuan Datou took the book and turned around on the podium several times, stunned and didn't wait for him.

"Alright, let's go! The squad leader remembered to ask Zhao Pengcheng to come to my office in the afternoon. ”

"Teacher, the class leader went to the science class, and we don't have a class leader yet."

Yuan Datou, who had just raised his legs, paused, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, looked back at the classmates in the class, and nodded them one by one.

"Now we don't have time to engage in any democratic elections, so let's let Wang Ziyi serve as the squad leader, everyone has no opinion, right?"

"No ......"

"What can I say......

"Then Wang Ziyi, do you have any opinions?"

Wang Ziyi stood up and said, "No."

"Teacher, I have a problem!"

Zhao Pengcheng, who had never come back, suddenly appeared, stood at the door with his hands raised and looked at Yuan Datou, with a look of eagerness.

"Huh? What's the problem? ”

"Teacher, I want to be the class leader."

The students who heard this sentence raised their heads one after another, in this stressful time in the third year of high school, no one wanted to find something to do for themselves, but Zhao Pengcheng was just different from others.

"Why do you want to be a squad leader?"