By the middle of March, the weather was not so cold.

Su Bai pillowed his head with his right hand, and quietly looked at Jiang Hanshu who was changing the topic for him.

It's self-study time after lunch, and the old class hasn't come yet.

The discipline of their class is already very good, and now the discipline squad leader is Su Bai, so the classroom is very quiet.

Just now, Jiang Hanshu gave him a few math problems from the first semester of junior high school, and after Su Bai finished writing them, he handed them over to her for correction.

"It's not bad, it's a wrong question." Jiang Hanshu said after correcting.

Hearing that there was no response, Jiang Hanshu was stunned, and then she turned her head and saw Su Bai looking at her quietly.

And Su Bai saw Jiang Hanshu turn his head, so he smiled and blinked.

"I won't teach you any more like this." Jiang Hanshu pursed his lips and said.

"Okay, just now I just watched you help me change the question very beautifully, I don't want to bother." Su Bai smiled and asked, "What's wrong." ”

"Here." Jiang Hanshu pointed to the question that Su Bai had just done wrong, and then reexplained it to him.

"Got it?" Two minutes later, Jiang Hanshu asked.

"Understood, I thought it would be good to just count the front, who knew there were traps behind." Su Bai said.

This question is simple at first glance, but after Jiang Hanshu said this, Su Bai understood that the question is not very difficult, but it is a trap question.

"It's very important to review the question, and if you read it several times, it's impossible not to see it." Jiang Han said.

"Well, I'll read more questions in the future." Su Bai nodded.

I just thought about writing it quickly and asking her to correct it, so I didn't read the question too carefully.

"Why do you use this kind of notebook to write questions?" Jiang Hanshu looked at the Tianzi Geben in front of him and asked.

Tianzi grid books are basically used in Chinese to practice characters.

苏白笑了笑，道：“你忘了半个月前语文老师奖励给我多少个本子？ 我字又不用练，再说了，就算是练字，我也用不了那么多本子啊！ ”

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, Li Xin probably never thought that there would be someone in the class whose language scores could surpass Jiang Hanshu, so he half-jokingly said that whoever in the class could surpass Jiang Hanshu in his language scores, and added another hundred to the fifty books rewarded by the first grade, so Su Bai had one hundred and fifty Tianzi grid books.

It's just that this Tianzi grid book can be used when practicing Chinese characters after junior high school, and it can't be used at all in other situations, so Su Bai can only use it as scratch paper.

"I'm missing thirty books." Jiang Hanshu whispered.

Originally, she was rewarded with fifty books for the first grade, but she got the second place in this monthly exam, and only got twenty.

"Do you want it? You're going to give it all to you, and I don't need any of these things anyway. Su Bai said and took out a large stack from the drawer.

"I don't want it." Jiang Hanshu shook his head, and then asked, "Are you saying my words are ugly?" ”

"Well, compared to me, it's a little." Su Bai said with a smile.

Jiang Hanshu pursed her lips, and then she waved her small fist again, and said, "In another half a month, I will win them all back." ”

"Yes, our little cold crisp is the best." Su Bai said with a smile.

Jiang Hanshu didn't hear Su Bai's words, and began to review his second year of junior high mathematics.

In fact, if she doesn't touch the bottom line of this little girl, such as holding hands and kissing her, she won't turn her face.

In the past half a month, the relationship between the two has returned to the previous state.

No, in Su Bai's opinion, it should be better than the previous state.

Su Bai put the notebook on the table back into the drawer, and then took out the pen and ink he had just bought from it.

For someone who loves to write, it's impossible not to like a fountain pen.

In the first year of Su Baichu, except for exams, he basically used fountain pens.

But he used a fountain pen, which sometimes spilled everywhere, so he didn't use it much after the second year of junior high school.

Su Bai opened the pen, sucked some ink from the inkwell, then took out the diary and wrote a poem on it.

"Huh."

"Huh?"

"I suddenly remembered a poem."

"What poem?"

Su Bai picked up the notebook and put it in front of her.

Jiang Hanshu raised his head and saw a poem on Friday, the 9th day of the third month of the 2012 lunar calendar.

The green clothes hold the inkstone to urge the question paper, and the red sleeves add fragrance to accompany the reading.

Su Bai looked at her and smiled gently: "The red sleeves add fragrance to accompany reading, cold crisp, my wish for many years has been fulfilled again." ”

Being able to be at the same table with the person you like and seeing her from time to time is a blessing and Su Bai's long-cherished wish.

In this life, there are not many fortunate things, the happiness that can be touched by reaching out, the happiness that can be chased by step, Su Bai wants to try, work hard, and catch it.

Leaving no regrets is the definition of rebirth.

For the reborn, if you were short of money in your previous life, then the definition of your rebirth is to make money.

And Su Bai was not short of money in his previous life, what he lacked was Jiang Hanshu, so the definition of his rebirth was Jiang Hanshu.

For Su Bai, if he caught Jiang Hanshu, he caught everything.

Because Jiang Hanshu is the source of his happiness.

After Su Bai finished speaking, he just smiled and looked at Jiang Hanshu's expression.

I don't know when he started teasing her, he likes to tease her very much, and he also likes to see her various expressions after being teased by himself.

Because it was very interesting, and Jiang Hanshu was also very cute at that time.

The lovely Su Bai wanted to hug her and kiss her, but she couldn't, so she was itchy.

And it is this itchy feeling that is the most addictive.

Jiang Hanshu pursed her lips habitually, and then was a little annoyed when she saw Su Bai smiling and looking at her, but in the end, she would shrink on the table with a slightly red face because she couldn't stand Su Bai's gaze.

As long as Su Bai doesn't touch her bottom line, she will be the losing side when she faces Su Bai.

She has her own things to hold onto, she has her own things to carry, but this handsome boy next to her has been teasing her heart, how can she really have a heart like water.

Because he can't stop his heart and have a clear conscience, coupled with Su Bai's gentleness and strength, Jiang Hanshu is a little cowardly when facing Su Bai many times.

Only after Su Bai couldn't help but kiss her that time, she was really strong.

But it didn't last a few days at all, and she was defeated.

She originally wanted to never talk to him and stay away, but when she thought of what had happened in the past month, she couldn't bear to face him coldly.

After watching her lie on the table with her head shrunk, Su Bai didn't continue to tease her.

Su Bai closed the ink bottle and patted her on the shoulder.

"What for?" Jiang Hanshu was startled and asked vigilantly.

"Help me save the inkwell, if you put it here, I'm afraid it won't take a few days to spill everywhere." Seeing that she was as scared as a deer, Su Bai said funny.

"Oh." Jiang Hanshu didn't refuse, took it and put it in her drawer.

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