Campus, lawn, under the trees. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After exhaling the long turbidity, Zheng Qing clenched his fists and tightened his posture.

The morning sun seemed to feel something, and it jumped out of the horizon and jumped into the sky at this time.

Zheng Qing took a long breath, and the first ray of colorful glow that the morning sun shrouded around him turned into a ray of sunshine and disappeared into his mouth.

"Morning drink sunshine, evening dinner and nightglow, on the occasion of the third watch, spit out the moonlight. Xiao Xiao shook his head and groaned.

Zheng Qing came back to his senses, and the students around him were either happy or depressed, with different expressions.

"What?" he asked curiously.

"I didn't absorb the Japanese people. Xiao Xiao seemed to have been sitting quietly on the boulder, and was very emotional when she heard this: "I am doing my homework every day, but not every day's homework is effective." They were all doing their morning homework together, but in the end, there were a few people who were able to step out. ”

Zheng Qing didn't seem to understand, and he didn't bother to understand.

Poseidon was jumping and teasing him at the moment, gritting his teeth and wondering how to pinch the little thing to death.

In the distance, Xin Fat Man stood outside the playground, holding a large bag of breakfast in his hand, shouting at them.

Zheng Qing rubbed his stomach and looked at the big paper bag with a grateful expression.

......

The Charms classroom is located in Bishop's Building, 601 East.

Because it was the first class, several people rushed to the classroom early.

There weren't many students in the classroom, and they all gathered in twos and threes.

Some people wear heavy visual aids and carefully turn the glass ball in their hands to carefully observe the distorted light inside; some people lean against the table and lazily turn their Dharma books, allowing the Dharma books to emit rays of light, weaving a gorgeous scene around them; and others meditating with their eyes closed as if no one was around, and the two white lines in their nostrils are constantly puffing.

Everyone seems to be busy with their own business.

Zheng Qing paused slightly at the door.

This classroom looks like a giant study.

The roof has no ceiling, and instead is a deep starry sky.

Several white balls of light the size of goose eggs swayed in this small starry space, sprinkling a faint soft light.

Directly in front of the classroom was a dark green blackboard, on which a few humble little people with colored chalk drawings were happily flipping their heads. The chalk ash that fell behind them formed a string of 'welcome' letters.

A group of elves in gray overalls lined up neatly, sitting on the edge of the blackboard, smiling at the messy classroom.

In front of the blackboard was a lectern about half a foot high.

In the corner of the podium was a maroon leclamor table, on which a box of chalk and a few pamphlets were neatly stacked.

Facing the back wall of the classroom facing the blackboard, a large beige bookcase occupies an entire wall. The bookcase is stacked with books of varying thicknesses. In the window near the corner, there are also many models of the earth of various sizes.

On the left side of the classroom is a neat row of test benches, with silver-white countertops shiny and shiny, making people dizzy. Next to the wall are rows of clean test tubes and other experimental equipment.

To the right of the classroom are two large floor-to-ceiling windows, with silver-gray curtains neatly tied around the windows. Through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the sparkling Linzhong Lake in the distance.

The whole classroom is soft and not cluttered.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome. ”

A weak voice sounded behind Zheng Qing, startling him.

Turning his head, he saw that it was a stick figure that spoke.

The painting must have been hanging behind the door for a long time, the white paper was already a little yellowed, and the thumbtacks nailed to the corners of the paper were even rusty.

The drawing paper was empty, except for a small figure sketched in pencil.

The oval head of the villain is not completely closed, and the thread of the pen simply extends to act as a hair on this head. Three or five strands of hair hung sparsely beside him, as if a gust of wind could help him shave his head.

The eyes are two circles of different sizes, the nose is a triangle, and the mouth is the most expressive, but it is only a beautiful curve.

Perhaps the painter's patience has run out after he finishes painting his head.

The figure of the villain is unusually rudimentary.

An oval, not much larger than a head, acts as a body, and the four slender lines drawn from the ellipse are the limbs of the villain.

The painter didn't even bother to add a few more strokes to the lines to make up a complete set of hands and feet for the villain.

In the lower right corner of the entire drawing, there is a 'MAY' signature.

May, maybe?

Zheng Qing didn't know.

But he knew that the little man didn't look happy.

Seeing someone turn around, the villain waved his arm with a line and shouted:

"Excuse me! Someone will help me add a hat! Spend the winter right away, it's cold with a bare head!"

Xiao Xiao held down Zheng Qing's action of taking out the pen.

"After a month, you decide if you want to paint him a hat or not. The little boy said solemnly: "Think twice before doing anything." ”

Zheng Qing shrugged and stuffed the pen back into his pocket.

Behind the desk, Zheng Qing saw two familiar faces.

Li Meng sat in the center of the first row with a small face, Liu Feifei who raised a big snake on her left, and a girl with long black hair on her right.

Liu Feifei was squinting her eyes and carefully flipping through a heavy book.

The girl with long black hair said something to Li Meng with a stern expression next to her.

The sound of the classroom door opening caught the little girl's attention.

Seeing the person coming clearly, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sister, that little man is the first freshman I told you!" Li Meng hurriedly grabbed his long black straight arm and shouted: "It's that little man with a watermelon head!"

The classroom fell silent.

The busy crowd raised their heads and looked at the door.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile, carefully took half a step sideways, and revealed the figure of the little man behind him.

Xiao Xiao smiled with a dark face and did not speak.

The black, long-haired girl frowned, stretched out two fingers, and clamped Li Meng's ear.

"Courtesy!" she looked at the little girl sternly.

Li Meng's mouth was flattened, her face was flushed, tears were in her eyes, and she didn't speak.

Zheng Qing dragged Xiao Xiao and walked a few steps to the girl.

"Yo, college students crying?" he looked at Li Meng with a smile and laughed.

"You're crying!" the little girl screamed fiercely and sniffled: "It's windy outside!"

Zheng Qing turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the classroom.

Several windows were tightly closed.

He quickly turned around.

"Who is this?" Zheng Qing gestured to look at the black and straight sister paper next to Li Meng.

"My cousin, third place freshman this year!" the little girl's attention was really diverted. She raised her head and looked at the boys with great pride.

Cousin Li Meng had an embarrassed smile on her face, and she pinched the little girl's ears again.

"My name is Jiang Yu. The girl blinked her bright eyes, stroked her hair, and revealed a small piece of white neck: "I heard Mengmeng say that you took good care of her on the special plane." I'm really sorry for you. ”

Li Meng pursed her lips and did not speak.