.5 Tablemates in dreams
The girl who was hooked and lost her soul was forcibly finished by the make-up class, swallowed her saliva, and finally said stubbornly, "No, it doesn't look like it." ”
The four-eyed man and his tablemate looked at her helplessly, and there was really no cure for to this point.
"Classmate, there's my schoolbag in the drawer." Shen Zhi continued to say good-naturedly.
"......" Xu Zhouzhou stared at his arm in a daze, as if he was touching it in a drawer, as if he wanted to verify the credibility of what he said, but he really touched a schoolbag, and Xu Zhouzhou's hand jumped away as if he was electrocuted.
"Ah, I'm sorry, can you give me this seat." Xu Zhouzhou straightened up, looked down at the drawer without raising his head, and was about to take out his schoolbag.
Generally, people who don't know each other are embarrassed to refuse a small request from a female classmate, right? Xu Zhouzhou asked confidently with this mentality, as if Shen Zhi would definitely give her the position.
"No, I can't." Mr. Yes said.
"Why are you ......" Xu Zhouzhou raised his head violently, met this familiar face, and hurriedly changed his words, "Little brother, fate." ”
After speaking, Xu Zhouzhou hurriedly got up to make room for Shen Zhi, let Shen Zhi in, and sat outside, extremely glad that he had been occupying two positions just now.
The girl on the other side of the nymphomaniac saw this scene and instantly believed their words, after all, the girl lying on the table didn't look easy to mess with.
"Have we met?" Shen Zhi looked at Xu Zhouzhou's face and thought for two or three seconds, then asked.
"......" Xu Zhouzhou was embarrassed for a moment, and then looked at the nonchalant opening and said, "In my dream, I dreamed last night that I was at the same table with you." ”
"......" Shen Zhi listened to this inconspicuous answer, and he really couldn't think of what to answer for a while, but he just glanced at Xu Zhouzhou with a smile, this is Shen Zhi's usual expression, which can always give people a very comfortable feeling, polite and distant, like a perfect mask.
"Alright, quiet." A middle-aged male teacher walked in, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Wang Ning." ”
Speaking of this, the male teacher paused, picked up the chalk, said his name and wrote it on the blackboard, and then said, "You can just call me Mr. Wang, in the coming year, I will be your homeroom teacher and your history teacher, and everyone will cooperate with me a lot." ”
"We don't talk nonsense, the main purpose of coming here is to study, and our class will be angry if we introduce ourselves or something, and the students will solve it by themselves after class, okay?" This seems to be an inquiring tone, but it doesn't allow you to have a hint of personal advice, and without waiting for anyone to catch his breath, he started the next sentence, "Okay, next, find a few boys to go to the library and bring the books over." ”
Teacher Wang glanced at the list of people in his hand: "......"
The names of the children in this class are really difficult to distinguish between men and women, quite a few years, what kind of Shufen and Weiqiang are they, you know men and women when you hear them.
"Boy, take the initiative, don't let me call your name." This teacher Wang put down the list of people in his hand and said with full momentum, giving people a very powerful feeling, perfectly covering up his embarrassment, first of all, he bluffed many students with momentum.
The sound of desks and chairs moving in the classroom sounded.
"Aren't you going?" Xu Zhouzhou glanced at his tablemates who had no intention of acting, and said without words.
“……!?” Shen Zhileng, who was distracted, paused for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Then you let me." ”
“!?” She just wanted to brush up on her sense of existence, Xu Zhouzhou reluctantly got out of the way, "Oh......"
Most of the boys are still very positive, it is the youth with infinite scenery, no one wants to be obscure, and the opportunity to show up is not to be missed.
"Seven or eight will be enough, and a few of you will come back." Teacher Wang looked at the number of people who left and felt that it was about the same, so he shouted back to a few people who were walking behind.
Shen Zhi walked last, and after others put the book on the podium and put it away, he slowly appeared at the back door.
"Shen Zhi, hurry up, wait and get the ropes on these books and send them to the students." Teacher Wang paused, "Which of you has scissors?" ”
Students, "......!?" ”
Who of them would dare!? This is a prohibited item as specified by the school.
"Harm, use this." Teacher Wang seemed to realize what a stupid question he had asked, smiled awkwardly, took out a long string of keys and handed it to Shen Zhi, with a small nail clipper hanging on it.
"Teacher Wang, am I alone?" Shen Zhi looked at the textbooks of various colors all over the ground and asked.
"Who's going to come up and help him?" Before Mr. Wang's words fell, Xu Zhouzhou rushed forward with a swish.
"I'll come, I'll come, I have nail clippers too." Xu Zhouzhou hurriedly took out a small box from his clothes pocket.
With a "snap", as soon as the box was opened, a set of armor equipment inside was quite complete.
"This classmate, I'll put this in the dormitory later, and I'll confiscate it when I see it." Teacher Wang looked at Xu Zhouzhou's small box and warned.
"Okay, okay." Xu Zhouzhou replied nonchalantly.
Afterwards, Mr. Wang continued his personal speech on the podium, while Xu Zhouzhou squatted on the podium, humming and cutting the rope tied to the book with his nails.
Shen Zhi distributed these books separately.