The math teacher saw that she didn't make a sound and was ready to come down to check her draft book to see if she hadn't written, before she came down, Zhang Xiaoyou seemed to know that the math teacher would come down to check if she didn't get the answer, she pulled the corner of Mo Mo's clothes with a small movement, and then pushed her sketchbook to her.

Whisper: "You say this answer directly." ”

Mo Mo glanced at her, then shifted his gaze to her neatly written sketchbook and read the answers.

The math teacher walked halfway and stopped when he heard Mo Mo say the correct answer: "Student Mo answered very well, please take a seat." ”

Mo Mo sat down and returned the sketchbook to Zhang Xiaoyou and said, "Thank you." ”

Xu was a little shy, just after saying the word thank you, he began to lower his head again, Zhang Xiaoyou didn't say anything just a small "um", and then picked up the phone and continued to chat.

In the remaining ten minutes, the math teacher handed the last week's test paper to a student in the front row, and she was responsible for copying the answers on the whiteboard.

Zhang Xiaoyou's mind has always been chatting with Lin Chenyi in this class, and she only ordered the test paper when she got out of class, but fortunately, her test paper was not wrong, and the multiple-choice question was wrong, and the steps to solve the question were deducted two points.

As soon as the bell rang for class, the teacher had just left, Zhang Xiaoyou put down his mobile phone, and then quickly glanced at the wrong questions on the test paper, and then corrected them against the answers copied by the pen on the whiteboard above, after the correction, Zhang Xiaoyou put down the red pen and looked at the test paper again, and then put the test paper away, took out the textbook and notebook for the next class from the drawer as usual, and began to preview the content of the next class.

The next section is the main Chinese class, Zhang Xiaoyou opened the textbook and looked at the content on it, while reading with a pen of different colors on the side to draw marks, when you encounter a word that you don't know, take the pen and circle it, and check the dictionary later.

Zhang Xiaoyou's learning method has always been like this before and now, it is a habit, and over time it will become a habit.

There is generally nothing to listen to in Chinese classes, so I read more and memorize more, and there are a small number of classical Chinese and ancient poems that need to be memorized in the second year of high school.

In particular, classical Chinese should be translated into modern Chinese, and it is necessary to do more and translate more, and it is necessary to continuously accumulate some ancient and modern meanings and the analysis of new words.

Zhang Xiaoyou was almost finished previewing, and it happened that the bell for class rang.

Teachers basically step into the classroom with the first bell of class, and the teachers of Yuncheng High School will not waste a minute or a second in order to catch up with the class, but they will never delay the class, and they will quickly end the class at the end of class to make it convenient for the students to get out of class.

The Chinese teacher is a female teacher in her thirties, wearing a black professional uniform, a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and a short hair that has just blocked her ears.

As soon as the class bell rang, the Chinese teacher walked to the podium, gently put the textbook on the podium table, pushed his glasses and quickly glanced at the class, and then his eyes swept the class as quickly as he scanned, and then bent down slightly and took the pen to fill in the attendance sheet on a blue folder.

In order not to waste too much time before class, the Chinese teacher first asks the class to read aloud the content of the text to be taught in this lesson.

"Please open the second unit of the textbook and recite the fourth lesson, Tao Yuanming's "Words of Return".

As soon as the Chinese teacher's words fell, there was a rustling sound of turning pages in the classroom, and then the sound of reading was poured into the ears.

Ten minutes later, the sound of reading stopped and the classroom was quiet again, and the Chinese teacher replayed the content of the courseware on the multimedia: "Students see it. ”

"Today, let's talk about the pastoral poet Tao Yuanming's work "Words of Return".

The 45-minute Chinese class full of literary flavor gradually came to an end, and the Chinese teacher assigned homework after finishing the content of this lesson: "Students are out of class. ”

As soon as the Chinese teacher left, Zhang Xiaoyou immediately put down the pen that had been taking notes in class, stretched his waist, closed the notebook and put it back in the drawer.

Just as she was about to lie down and rest, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lin Xiao standing outside the classroom and waving her hand at her through the window of the classroom.

Zhang Xiaoyou got up and walked out of the classroom listlessly.

She took the opportunity to lazy at the door, and her mouth snorted: "Laughing and laughing? ”

Lin Xiao hugged her arm as soon as he came, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said with a grin, "I miss you." ”

I haven't seen her for more than two hours, and as soon as I came, I said that I missed her, and every time it was like this, Zhang Xiaoyou was used to it.

She smiled, opened her paws, and looked at the people walking back and forth in the hallway, "Why don't we go to the bathroom?" ”

The claws that had just been taken off, Lin Xiao hugged them again, and said boringly: "Hey, Xiaoyou doesn't take you to play like this, every time I say I miss you, you have to go to the toilet, do you miss me or don't you want to say that you miss me too?" ”

After speaking, Lin Xiao looked aggrieved, pouted pitifully and looked at Zhang Xiaoyou's side face, and naughtily blew on her face from time to time: "Do you say yes, don't you." ”

Zhang Xiaoyou was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer her, "Eh", "I don't need to say this, right?" I'm going to put it at ease, and if I say it, I don't really think about it. ”

Lin Xiaotian thought about it for a while and felt that it made sense, and smiled at Zhang Xiaoyou: "Then I don't have to say it to you in the future, just keep it in my heart." ”

Zhang Xiaoyou cooperated with a "hmm".

The laughter of the two is really full of joy, so childish and simple, as if it is like a flower blooming in spring.

Lin Xiao is the kind of childishness that has an eighteen-year-old age but is a five- or six-year-old child, just like she doesn't look the same, she likes all kinds of play, but she is also a little reckless, and some things are easy to take seriously, but she also understands.

In the midst of the cheerful chat between the two, a female voice interjected.

"Lin Xiao, Zhang Xiaoyou."

When the two heard the voice, they stopped chatting and looked at the source of the sound.

It's Cheyenne Snow.

How did she get here?

Dressed in the school uniform of Yuncheng High School, with elegant makeup on his face, his straight hair draped over his shoulders, and a butterfly hairpin pinned to the left side of his hair, he walked towards them with a smile on his face.

She is a freshman who turned over today in the second year of high school (3) and Lin Xiao's next class, she followed Lin Xiao, just out of the classroom, she saw Lin Xiao coming this way, thinking she was going to the toilet, but she stood in the classroom corridor and waited for a long time and didn't see her come back.

Then I saw her and Zhang Xiaoyou chatting in the corridor of their class, and I stood not far away and watched for a long time, but I couldn't help but come over.

Xia Anxue took the initiative to say hello to them: "What a coincidence." ”

"Unfortunately, it's a bit unlucky." It was Lin Xiao who answered.

Lin Xiao didn't like her in the first place, and he didn't want to see her because he felt disgusting.

Xia Anxue laughed again, and said pretendedly: "Xiaoxiao, why do you say that?" What's unlucky? What happened to you? Did you encounter something unhappy? ”

Lin Xiao looked at her pretending like this, and sighed: "If I don't say that, then how can I say it?" Am I going to say out loud that everyone hears that I hate you? You ask me how bad luck I am, what's wrong with me? I'm telling you, it's bad luck for me to see you, and the unhappy thing is to see you. ”

I met her twice today, did she do it on purpose? When you see her, there must be nothing good, a bad batch, who meets someone or something they hate, and will be in a good mood to sleep?

"What? Can't stand it anymore? Can't hold it anymore? Seeing that she didn't make a sound, Lin Xiao continued: "It's useless for you to cry, and I didn't do anything to you." ”

Xia Anxue lowered her head weakly and was about to cry, but Lin Xiao still didn't plan to let her go.

You like to pretend, huh?

Then she will accompany her to the end.

See who can play whom.