Bell Bell Bell –

The bell rings for the end of class.

"Alright, pass the rolls on." The math teacher clapped his hands and motioned for the students in the last row to pass the test papers forward.

"It's so hard."

Many of the students who put down their pens took the rolls handed over from the back table, and whispered to their peers with sad faces as they passed them forward.

"Hey, hey, you can lend me a look at the previous multiple-choice questions."

At this time, Bu Yanxi's back was poked twice by a pen.

Then there is the deliberately low voice of the back table.

The corridor outside was already noisy, and most of the students in the classroom were in a commotion.

Bu Yanxi couldn't help glancing at the math teacher in front of her, seeing that she didn't pay attention to this side, she turned around slightly and flipped the test paper to the first side, revealing the multiple-choice questions and most of the fill-in-the-blank answers.

At her back table is a boy named Su Jing, don't look at his elegant name, he is actually a tall man of nearly one meter nine.

At this moment, the tall man with his back struggling to shrink himself into a ball, while his eyes were warily aimed at the math teacher, and he copied the answer like a fly.

Seeing this, Su Jing's tablemate exchanged a look with a boy sitting opposite, and immediately opened his voice and shouted, "Teacher Liu, Su Jing is copying the answer." ”

Hearing this, Bu Yanxi was startled, quickly put away the roll, and pretended to be casual.

And Su Jing immediately threw away the pen, turned to the same table angrily, and his face turned the color of pig liver, "He Qile, what nonsense are you talking about?!" ”

This boy named He Qile is tall and thin, and he looks like a hanger.

"Hey, weren't you copying Bu Yanxi's scroll just now?"

"You ......"

"What's the noise? Sick of it. ”

A familiar and pleasant voice sounded impatiently, interrupting the quarrel that was about to heat up, I don't know if it was her delusion, the next second Ming Yuyan's voice sounded, the whole classroom was silent for a moment.

Many students cast curious and surprised glances.

She tilted her head slightly, too.

The boy just glanced at them, and then lazily lowered his gaze, lying on the table and closing his eyes.

"He Qile, Su Jing, why hasn't the scroll been passed on over there yet?" The math teacher naturally heard the movement here, and looked at it with sharp eyes.

"I ...... I forgot my name! Su Jing replied with a stiff neck, and then randomly stuffed the roll to the front table, and kept muttering, "Forget it, don't write it." ”

As soon as the math teacher went out with the test papers, Su Jing angrily turned to the same table, "What do you mean?!" ”

"What do you mean?" He Qile glanced at him painlessly, "Is it reasonable to cheat?" ”

"You still copied Jiang Yuxia's math homework this morning, did I tell the teacher?" Su Jing slapped the table heavily and glared angrily.

"I'm copying homework, you're cheating on exams, can it be the same?"

"He Qile, are you sure you want to go against me?"

"Huh." He Qile rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around, and patted the boy's table at the back table, "Did you watch the game last night?" ”

Su Jing was so angry that he couldn't help kicking his chair hatefully, "I'm asking you, did you hear that?" ”

He Qile was shaking his chair, and he was caught off guard by such a kick, only to hear the "bang", and the whole person fell to the ground.

He was really stunned for a moment, and in the next second, bursts of pain spread from his limbs, and he was awake violently.

"Su Jing! You're sick, aren't you?! ”

Su Jing was also stunned for a moment, but pursed his lips gloatingly, "You deserve it." ”

These two words were like sparks that ignited the fuse, and I saw He Qile jump up all of a sudden, and angrily swept all the things on the table to the ground.

"You're looking for a fight!"

At this moment, the crackling sound attracted the attention of the class.

And among these stationery textbooks that were ruthlessly swayed, a pen cap flew straight to the head of a boy, and then fell to the ground.

Smack.

The sound of the pen cap falling to the ground was very slight, hidden under the noisy atmosphere, and no one noticed it except Bu Yanxi.

Here, He Qile and Su Jing have already scuffled into a mess, and seeing that the situation is gradually out of control, some classmates have secretly run out to find the teacher.

Bu Yanxi pulled the chair forward a little to avoid being injured by mistake, and then turned her head, and saw the boy not far away bending down and picking up the pen cap that had fallen on the ground, with a slightly sideways look on his face slightly playful.

His hands are white and slender, and there is a strange, tense beauty when he plays with the cap.

She blinked, and the next second, she saw his expression change and threw the thing in his hand to the ground.

This action attracted the attention of many people, and the two boys sitting at his back table immediately put away their expressions of watching the play, got up with understanding, one hugged Su Jing, and the other dragged He Qile, and it took a lot of effort to separate the two who were scuffling together.