A minute before the end of class, Jun Qian stood and finished explaining his solution, and the other students listened with a confused expression. However, Shao Wuyan felt that this method of solving the problem was very novel and worth studying.

"Okay, you sit down first, listen carefully later, and don't discuss the later topics, especially in class."

Shao Wuyan just finished class, "Students, class!" ”

"Goodbye, teacher!"

"Xiaoxiao, you help me get the book for the next class, and I'll go pick up my package."

"Okay, go and get back."

Xu Miao ran out of the classroom with a da, and Gu Xiaoxiao took out the political book for her and put it on the table.

Shang Lu folded the scratch paper that Jun Qian had given him, and then sandwiched it in the math book, on which he seemed to have drawn something.

"Shang Lu, what did you draw on the scratch paper?" Jun Qian saw it and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Guess what~" is a very underwhelming tone.

Shang Lu's words successfully attracted Jun Qian's attention to the scratch paper, and seeing that Shang Lu didn't tell himself, he reached out to grab his math book, grabbed it a few times, but didn't grab it, and gave up.

I think that at the beginning, Jun Qian was a character who walked sideways in the organization and in the world, bullying others, but he didn't expect to be bullied by others today.

"Poof, do you want to see it?" Shang Lu saw Jun Qian's deflated appearance, smiled, and asked him.

"Don't look!" Jun Qian got angry and took out the scratch paper ghost to draw a peach charm.

Shang Lu laughed, opened the math book, unfolded the paper, and showed it to Jun Qian.

There is a Q version of the villain on it, which looks like a very handsome boy, and he has a small tear mole at the end of his right eye.

"You draw me?" Seeing that little tear mole, Jun Qian couldn't help but ask Shang Lu.

"That's right! Isn't it pretty?" A certain sand sculpture is a little proud. greet

"What a ghost to you! Look good at your sister! Am I so ugly, sir? What am I doing when I draw a master? Jun Qian picked up the political book and was about to greet Shang Lu in the face.

"Who am I painting if I don't draw you? Besides, look at this tear mole, isn't it very similar? I've been observing it for a long time before I see it. ”

Yes, Jun Qian has a tear mole in the corner of his right eye, and now he looks, this tear mole is very shallow and small. If you don't look closely, you can't see clearly.

He couldn't refute the phrase "......".

"Students, be quiet!" Just when Jun Qian and Shang Lu were fighting, Xu Miaomiao walked in with a big cardboard box.

The moment I entered the classroom, I was cared for.

"Why does the deputy squad leader hold such a big box?"

"Is the deputy squad leader tired?"

"Do you want help from the deputy squad leader?"

Xu Miaomiao has always been concerned by the boys in her class, although Gu Xiaoxiao is the highest-ranking and most beautiful girl in their class. But Gu Xiaoxiao is a central refrigeration and air conditioner for them, and a refrigerator is also a refrigerator.

"The students who performed the show came to get their costumes."

"Lan Zhi, yours is a medium size, right? There are two sets, and if this one doesn't fit, you can wear your own suit. ”

"Ji Mu, this is yours."

……

Xu Miaomiao handed out the performance clothes one by one, and when she stepped off the podium, she didn't forget to say a word to her classmates, the kind that was very badly beaten.

"Uh...... Students, these clothes are all purchased online for nine yuan and nine free shipping, and there is not much money, so you don't have any psychological burden when you perform, and the clothes don't need to be recycled. ”

Students: ...... Deputy squad leader, you're a little underwhelmed!