"Do you dare to sit on the stool I wiped for you?"

The principal has been standing at the door of the classroom, "Mu Yuanyang, what are you inking, threatening your classmates?" ”

I have to say that the principal really knows Mu Yuanyang.

Mu Yuanyang sneered unconvinced, rubbed the sleeve of his school uniform on the stool twice, sat down in his seat, and opened the book casually, "I'm done." ”

The headmaster then left with his hands in his hands.

Mu Yuanyang turned his head to look back, Shen Qianzi took out a pack of wet wipes and a pack of toilet paper from her schoolbag, she first wiped the table and stool with wet wipes, and then wiped it with toilet paper, as if it was contaminated with some virus.

Dislike him?

Mu Yuanyang had such a violent temper, he asked with a smile: "Do you need me to get you some disinfectant, you disinfect?" ”

Shen Qianzi sat down and looked at him seriously, "Yes." ”

The drawers of this table are dirty, snack bags, rotten paper balls...... There are sticky stains that can't be wiped off, and if it's summer now, I'm afraid that the flies will be flying around a long time ago, and it should really be disinfected.

"......" Mu Yuanyang: "You are beautiful." ”

Shen Qianzi frowned, she was really uneducated.

The first class is an English class.

Shen Qianzi had spent some time abroad, and English was as simple as her mother tongue for her, and she had flipped through the textbook before class, and there was nothing to learn.

Kong Le brought her some math review materials before class, and she was starting from the simple ones.

Xue Aiqin had already noticed Shen Qianzi, she was too lazy to care about her before, but in the office because of the dispute between her and Kong Le......

"Shen Qianzi, you can translate this sentence."

Shen Qianzi was named, stood up, looked at the blackboard with dark eyes, and said nothing, as usual.

"Won't it?"

“……”

"Then why didn't you listen to the lecture just now?"

“……”

Xue Aiqin put down the textbook, supported the podium with both hands, and sneered mercilessly, "Since you can't listen to the class, don't think about running before you learn to walk, it hurts to fall." ”

Xue Aiqin continued to lecture, without the slightest scruples, in the huge classroom, how embarrassing it was for Shen Qianzi to stand in class as a girl.

A ball of paper the size of a soybean rolled to his hand and was thrown from the direction of the wood ocean.

Shen Qianzi unfolded it, and there were a few uninhibited big characters on the crumpled note.

[Shen Qianzi, you really have a kind! 】

Shen Qianzi finished reading it expressionlessly and picked up the pen.

Something smashed on his back, Mu Yuanyang immediately looked down, there was a small paper ball on the side of the stool, he bent down to pick it up.

The font on the slip of paper is stroked one by one, horizontally and vertically, like a primary school student who has just learned to write.

[Thank you, I didn't plant it.] 】

“……”

……

Shen Qianzi sat in the last row, there was no table at the same table, and the people in the class all came over and treated her as a transparent person.

Except for Kong Le occasionally sending her two materials, the teachers of various subjects also ignored her completely, Shen Qianzile was at ease, and she could slowly get familiar with this school.

The last class of the afternoon was an art class, and the art teacher walked into the classroom with a heavy face and a black gauze armband wrapped around his arm.

His mood made the atmosphere of the whole class a little depressing.

"Students, a week ago, something sad happened in the art world, do you know?"

A student who understands raised his hand, "The contemporary painter Qianzi has passed away." ”

Shen Qianzi was drinking water, and when she heard this, she was unlucky to be choked, her nasal cavity was very spicy, and spicy tears flowed out.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"