In the past two days, she and Du Jingchen have really been like two strangers, and she has never stepped forward to talk to each other.

But Song Yao was always glued to him, she wanted to pretend not to see it, Song Yao always waved to her warmly.

She had no choice but to pretend to be cheeky again, and responded: What a coincidence.

It's just that in so many "chance encounters", Du Jingchen didn't even look at her.

After the two walked over, she sighed helplessly, Song Yao really didn't have eyesight, didn't she see that the good friend next to her didn't want to see her at all?

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival on September 30th and the National Day on October 1st are connected together, this week classes will be held until Saturday, and then for eight days.

Eight days – it's a little exciting to think about.

On Saturday afternoon, the last class happened to be a Chinese class, and I don't know how long the class teacher will drag it out.

Before class, Li Yaoyao also made a bet with Chen Yue, if it drags on for less than ten minutes, she wins, and if it drags on for more than ten minutes, Chen Yue wins. The one who loses has to promise the one who wins, an unoverly demanding.

With ten minutes left in the class, the campus began to be in an uproar.

However, the students in the experimental class were really able to sit still, still listening attentively, and the head teacher methodically explained the life and deeds of Zuo Qiu Ming, the editor of "Candle Wu Retreats from Qin Division".

Regarding these, Chen Yue was really a little sick to his stomach.

Because of Zuo Qiu Ming, she read it in a certain layer of Chen's father's small bookshelf that specializes in collecting ancient poetry. In addition, my memory is good, and a lot of things are still in my head, and I am really sleepy when I listen to it again.

However, she did not dare to complain about these deceased people. In this life, I am afraid of people and ghosts.

The sound of footsteps in the hallway hits the school bell, don't match it too well. Although she is still sitting like Megumi Yanagishita on the surface, her heart is like a cat scratching.

Look at Li Yaoyao again, I listened to it with relish, and sure enough, the gap between the top students and the scumbags is really big.

In addition to being very good in Shen Xingqiao's physics class, Li Yaoyao is also very serious in cooperating with the teacher in other classes. Not to mention anything else, just this attitude is something she can't learn.

After another two minutes of talking, the head teacher finally closed the lesson plan.

"Okay, that's all for class, you guys pack your things and listen to me at the same time."

As soon as these relieved words fell, as soon as Chen Yue closed the book, Li Yaoyao took out her schoolbag, took things and stuffed things with her hands quickly, and the desk made a clang.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Chen Yue would definitely not believe that this person listened attentively like a fan girl in the last second.

She looked around and understood a profound truth: I often don't fit in with you because I'm not perverted enough.

The whole classroom is crackling and tinkling, are all the top students like this? The concept of time is too strong, and it is not a posture to waste every minute and every second.

In addition to her embarrassment, she couldn't help but glance at Du Jingchen's direction, he was still sorting out the books in an orderly manner. Probably sensing a gaze from somewhere, he suddenly raised his head.

Chen Yue hurriedly bent down and pretended to pick up something before turning back again.

On this exciting battlefield, the words of the head teacher were mixed with various collisions, and it is estimated that few people listened to them. I heard a sentence from the head teacher: "Come back from the National Day, start the monthly exam as soon as Monday, everyone go back and review well, okay, everyone has a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day." ”