Hong Baobao walked directly to the outside of the classroom of the first class of high school, and wanted to knock on the door directly, but suddenly thought that Mu Chen seemed to be sitting in the last row, and ...... She still cares if he's happy or not.

So she walked over to the window near the back door and tapped lightly on the glass.

Sitting by the window was a boy, he turned his head to look at the sound, and his first impression was: Wow, beauty!

The second impression is: Ah, it's the notorious Boss Hong of Class 9 who is here!

He was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and looked nervously at Hong Baobao outside the window.

Hong Baobao pointed to the switch of the window, suggesting that he open the window.

Because it is summer, the air conditioning is on in the classroom, so the windows are usually closed.

The boy glanced at the teacher who was lecturing on the stage, and secretly opened the window a little.

"Give me the pen and paper." Hong Baobao commanded in a low voice.

The boy nodded hurriedly, then handed her a book of scratch paper and a ballpoint pen on the table.

Hong Baobao took the pen and paper, turned his back against the wall, squatted on the ground, thought about it, wrote two sentences on the paper, and then tore off the paper, folded it in half a few times, and folded a small quadrangular shape.

Then she stood up again, returned all the pen and paper to the boy, and said to him, "Give this to Mu Chen." ”

The boy looked at the paper in his hand that was folded into a square shape, nodded, and whispered, "Okay." ”

The boy looked at the podium and saw that the teacher was facing away from the students, writing chalk words on the blackboard, and he hurriedly threw the paper in his hand on Mu Chen's desktop in the back left row.

Mu Chen, who was taking notes seriously, was interrupted by this sudden little origami, he picked up the origami and looked at the boy in confusion.

The boy pointed to the window, and Mu Chen found that Hong Baobao was standing outside the window.

Seeing that Mu Chen saw her, Hong Baobao hurriedly waved his hand at him, and then made a "come here" gesture with him.

Mu Chen frowned, withdrew his gaze, opened the origami paper in his hand, and saw that it was written: Mu Chen, I have something to tell you, you come out immediately.

After reading it, Mu Chen pinched the paper in his hand and held a paper ball, and then casually threw it into his desk drawer and continued to listen carefully.

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Hong Baobao stomped his foot angrily.

If it was her before, she would have rushed in and pulled him away regardless of it.

But......

Alas, remembering what he said to himself yesterday, and the disgusted eyes when he looked at him, Hong Baobao was a little afraid to mess around again, she was really afraid that he would hate her more and more.

In the end, Hong Baobao had no choice but to sit on the edge of the lawn outside the classroom, and honestly waited for Mu Chen to get out of class.

While waiting, she boredly swiped the school forum on her mobile phone, and the more she looked at it, the more uncomfortable she became.

Who are those commentators? Are they all blind? Where do Mu Chen and Yu Manman look compatible?

Still a man and a woman? Ahh

Also school flowers with school grass, male gods with goddesses, a natural pair? Ahh

Hong Baobao couldn't help but reply one by one under those comments.

"With a face? Are you blind? Where is the symmetry between the man being so tall and the woman being so short? ”

"You have a problem with your eyes, right? Mu Chen is a male god and a school grass, Yu Manman is a fart! Hong Baobao is the real goddess school flower, okay!! ”

"Mu Chen has a crush on Yu Manman? Oh, my God!! This is truly the biggest joke of the century! Do you want to be so self-indulgent? Whoever has a little yellow urine to nourish her, wake her up! ”

"Only a temperament goddess like Yu Manman is worthy of Mu Chen? Nausea and vomiting! Can her weak little body be called temperamental? You have a problem with aesthetics! ”