However, by the time he ran back from the table with his utility knife in his anxious face, things had taken a surprising turn. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Jie's struggle is not so strong, the fist that he just struggled to break has been relaxed, and the black line like a bug is drilling out of his skin little by little, like smoke and dust, and it quickly dissipates into the air after drilling out a little, and Zhou Zhuo, who was holding a utility knife, just saw the last bit of black dissipating into the outside world.

The person lying on the bed quickly fell into silence, as if nothing had happened.

What a powerful biological clock such a sleep pattern Zhou Zhuo had a black line on his face, and seeing that he seemed to have nothing to do, he threw the knife on the table and walked back to his bed.

At forty o'clock, the bell rang for the first time.

Song Jie opened his eyes as if in anticipation a second before the bell rang, and raised his hand to rub his somewhat swollen head.

Over there, Zhou Zhuo had just fallen asleep when he heard the bell and turned over irritably, and the quilt was pulled to his head.

Song Jie didn't have a good habit of waiting for people, not to mention that this math class representative belonged to people who could be late every day and never arrive on time, he sat up from the bed, rubbed his slightly swollen temples, and he felt like he was back.

It's that feeling of uncontrollability turning back into controllability, he doesn't know what the reason is, some time ago, he seemed to be unable to control his thoughts and emotions, his brain couldn't function, and there was a feeling of drowsiness all the time, and now although he felt very tired, he felt very awake at the same time.

While there was still some time, he walked to the bathroom in two steps, washed his face, sat down in front of the writing desk with a casual wipe, pulled out the folded white paper from the book he brought back at noon, and quickly wrote down the answers to the morning math test papers from memory.

Song Jie quickly packed up his things and walked out of the house with a gloomy face, and closed the door of the dormitory lightly.

"Elixir of life, hehehe." Someone still asleep on the bed muttered softly and rolled over.

Before the first class, Zhou Zhuo quietly slipped into the classroom through the back door with his messy hair, and made a big noise when he sat on the chair.

To his surprise, the class was still quiet, and there was no one looking back at the excitement, and it didn't become an opportunity for the class to mess up.

When his mind was spinning the question of whether the way he entered the class today was wrong, a chubby face was raised on the podium, and their terrible grade director was wearing a kind smile that did not match his personality, "This classmate, I think you should come out with me, and we will talk about the school rules in detail." ”

Song Jie, who had been sitting at the lectern with his head down and studying the physics textbook, turned his head and handed him a sympathetic look.

An instant roar of rebuke came from overhead. "You're idle, aren't you? I still care about others, you come out with me! ”

Zhou Zhuo shrunk his neck, but still gave him a sympathetic look.

Song Jie didn't say much, obediently got up from his seat, Director Zhou's short and fat body stood up from his seat, and walked out of the classroom first, and just met Sun Li, the Chinese teacher who came to the first class.

"Director Zhou, come to catch a typical? This class should really be in charge, and the class is chaotic. Sun Li held the lesson plan in one hand and whispered to the person who was coming out.

"I've been caught so many times, and there are still late." The stocky figure nodded with a serious expression.

Sun Li, who had a smile on her face, saw the two people who slowly moved out, and suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, "Director, this is a typical example of what you caught?" As he asked, he handed the two men a knife in the eye.

Song Jie was okay, Zhou Zhuo suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment, lowered his head and didn't dare to pick it up.

"Director Zhou, you are a typical catcher, to be honest, these are the two most honest children in the class." Sun Li had to discuss with him with a smile, "Otherwise, forget it this time, just punish them for standing outside for a class." ”

"It's always forgotten, it's forgotten, that's why this class is so difficult to manage now." Zhou Hai frowned, his voice serious.

"Ahem." Sun Li lured him out and leaned into his ear, "The two typical ones you caught, one is the first in the grade, and the other is Zhou Zhuo." ”

The chubby face immediately changed and became really kind, "Teacher Sun said so, forget it this time, don't take it as an example." He turned around and waved his hand to the two people who followed him, motioning for them to go back, "Take a good class, don't mess up Teacher Sun." ”

"What did you say Teacher Sun said?" Zhou Zhuo squeezed at Song Jie.

Song Jie's eyes didn't fall on him at all, but looked at the direction of Director Zhou's departure, and the young man who was hurrying over with the class bell was holding a stack of math test papers in his arms, and the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose were slipping slightly because of the rapid movement at this time.

That's their math teacher, Li Jingran.

"Wait, Song Jie, don't go to class yet, come to the office with me." Teacher Li stuffed the test paper into Zhou Zhuo's arms, who was about to escape back to class, and smiled apologetically at Sun Li, "Teacher Sun, go in class quickly." ”

"What do you think?" As he walked, Li Jingran looked at the people around him who were honestly following him. "If you don't want to write this paper, or have any opinions about me, you can just hand in the blank paper and then ask me to explain, even if you don't say anything, I won't say anything about you, but what are you? Scribbling? "Li Jingran is a very bookish person, even if he is angry, his voice is still peaceful.

"I've told you many times that mathematics is very serious, and at the same time very sacred, you have to take it seriously, don't think that you don't study hard if you study well, otherwise you won't have a place to go in the future." The two of them walked not very quickly, and the end of the corridor was also reached, Li Jingran bent down and took out the key and opened the office door.

In a small room, a desk is neatly placed, and it is obvious that everything has been in place for a long time, the desk is facing the sun, and a pot of green plants blocks a corner of the sun, but it does not affect the brightness of the whole office in the slightest. Instead, it brings this somewhat stereotypical place to life.

"Come in and tell me why." He pushed open the door, walked to the table in two steps and pulled the chair that had been pushed forward, and then walked to the opposite side and pulled out the chair as well, and sat down.

This is the first time Song Jie has come to the math teacher's office, Song Jie didn't expect that he could have an office by himself, and he was like this, and his eyes were dyed with surprise. Song Jie didn't choose to sit down, but honestly stood at the table.

"Teacher, I didn't mean it, my brain is not very good this morning, I did it again at noon." Song Jie took out a neatly folded white paper from his trouser pocket and quickly put it on the table. "Nothing else, I'll go back to class."

After Song Jie finished speaking, he didn't wait for him to respond, and quickly flashed out of the office.

Li Jingran didn't care, but slowly unfolded the paper that had just been placed on the table by Song Jie, his eyes swept over the paper and looked carefully, and when he saw a place, his gaze suddenly stopped, "This question, he actually made it!" ”