Regarding the fact that the umbrella was taken away if he agreed to borrow it, Jiang Wen could not complain.

The so-called borrowing an umbrella should not be - waiting to play the umbrella together.

What does that mean?

Idiots are talented women, and it's just idiots for writing essays, and idiots for common sense of life?

Jiang Wen looked at the teaching building from afar, the wind was too tight, the rain was too strong, the thunder was roaring, he didn't have an umbrella, and no one borrowed him, he felt lonely like a dog.

When you arrive at the classroom in the wind and rain, it's not too bad.

When he returned to his seat, Jiang Wen saw that Shen Yan had already entered the state of studying, holding the A3 paper-sized math test paper with one hand, and writing the steps on the scratch paper with the other, the handwriting was beautiful, and her hands were also very beautiful.

Shen Yan was very involved in doing the question, and the volume crossed the Three Eight Realms and invaded his territory, and he didn't know it?

Woman! You're going too far!

Jiang Wen was embarrassed to interrupt.

"It's morning self-study, everyone stands up and reads ......" However, someone always interrupted, and the representative of the Chinese class wrote this morning's reading plan on the blackboard.

The classmates were lazy and didn't want to get up, and they hadn't woken up yet, especially on a gloomy rainy day, their clothes and pants were a little wet, and they didn't have the mood to read aloud at all.

The representatives of the language department shouted like a loudspeaker, and the volume was about to catch up with those who shouted on the side of the street, "collect old color TVs, rotten color TVs, refrigerators, freezers, washing machines, ......".

Shen Yan frowned, she didn't have to think about it to know that she was very unhappy when her train of thought was interrupted.

"Early self-study?" She looked up.

"Well, early self-study ......" Looking at Shen Yan's puzzled look, when he was in the top class, he should have never experienced such a thankless task as early self-study and reading.

"It's okay, you can sit down, no one cares anyway." There are many advantages to sitting in the last row, and you won't be found if you touch the fish or anything.

Jiang Wen casually mentioned that Shen Yan really did this, and continued to do the question.

Suddenly, she looked up with surprise in her eyes: "Are you wet?" ”

"...... "This special meow is not your masterpiece?"

"You don't have any other umbrellas?" She continued.

“…… Not. "Who went to school with two umbrellas?

"You lent it to me, I thought you still had an umbrella." Every word and sentence of hers will make Jiang Wen angry to death.

"......" means to lend you an umbrella later! Which tendon is missing to think of what you mean?

“…… Forget it, it's fine. Arguing with idiots, Jiang Wen felt that he would also become an idiot.

"If it's okay, can you continue to write "Treading the Starry Sky"?" Shen Yan is really not polite, he was only willing to promise in the last second, and this second he is mainly anti-guest and strikes hard.

She stared at Jiang Wen, her eyes were extremely serious, and she didn't even look at the science questions she liked.

"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty has been thinking about the country for many years, and Yuyu has been unable to ask for ...... for many years" The classroom loaded with more than 50 people, and the sound of reading a long hatred song drowned out Shen Yan's next sentence.

Jiang Wen only looked at the opening and closing of her lips, and probably understood the meaning - "I really like it"

Like it...... It's going to be uncomfortable if something you like is suddenly gone.

Somehow, it's not a taste in my heart...... This woman is poisonous!

Shen Yan followed him yesterday, and what he wanted to say should be these two sentences.

However, Jiang Wen shook his head and signaled that he would not write, Shen Yan's lips opened slightly, he didn't speak again, there was a trace of loss in the corners of his eyes, and he quietly turned around. For a moment, Jiang Wen felt like a big bad wolf who had just finished bullying the little white rabbit.

The victim is obviously himself! Ah cut ~ Du Temeow is going to catch a cold!

After the reading is over, I have already finished self-study, and there are still five minutes before the math class, except for the three minutes of pre-class preparation, and the remaining two minutes are free time to go to the toilet.

Now that it was quiet, a hint of persistence flashed in Shen Yan's eyes, and she wanted to continue the topic just now.

But Jiang Wen stopped it, the classroom is a big place, and when he speaks, others will listen to him, he doesn't want the people around him to know that he writes novels, and the kind of eyes that are treated as museum treasures are very uncomfortable.

So, Shen Yan took out the draft book and communicated with it.

Shen Yan: Why don't you continue to write about it?

When Shen Yan incarnated as a reader, he involuntarily became "Dog Big" when he called Jiang Wen. Although, his nickname is as stable as an old dog, but it is still a little uncomfortable to be written.

Shen Yan: Lack of money? No, the grades are obviously very good, I saw that you said in the book friend group that "Treading the Starry Sky" is set at 1,000. Order 1,000 each, as I understand it, there should be 10,000 a month?

Jiang Wen: Well, about 10,000 a month.

Shen Yan: Then why?

Jiang Wen: It's just a hobby, not begging, I enjoy the hobby of writing novels, if it's for money...... I probably wouldn't even be able to put pen to paper.

Jiang Wen didn't have the habit of talking about hobbies, but in the face of enthusiastic readers and tablemates, he couldn't be cold and not say a word after all.

Shen Yan was stunned and wrote a few words incomprehensibly: ...... Hobby?

Jiang Wen stared at her and wrote a few words seriously: Do you have a hobby? Piano?

Shen Yan rolled his eyes and wrote a word in approval: Hmm.

If it weren't for a hobby, I wouldn't have learned.

Jiang Wen suddenly thought of a trick, and he wrote a question: If someone asks you to perform piano on the street with a salary of 10,000 yuan a month, will you go?

Shen Yan glanced at Jiang Wen deeply: No.

Jiang Wen: Why?

Shen Yan: I have 10,000 yuan in pocket money every month.

Jiang Wen: ......

Yes, the rich woman is really hammered, and she will be so poor that she can't afford to eat in the future, can she find you to support her?

Jiang Wen originally wanted to use the power of comparing hearts to hearts to suppress the persistence of enthusiastic readers, but obviously failed.

Jiang steadily regrouped, and wrote the truth to Shen Yan.

Before you know it, the first math lesson has begun.

The confrontation between the two continues.

"The people below can go to class with peace of mind, don't make small moves!" The math teacher's surname is Chen, with big Mediterranean glasses, a 40-year-old male teacher, and he mingles with students in his spare time, and everyone affectionately calls him Lao Chen.

When the school's economy was tight and he was reluctant to spend money to hire new teachers, Lao Chen, as a senior teacher, taught many classes, and he also taught the top class that Shen Yan was in before.

Lao Chen originally wondered why Shen Yan changed classes, why didn't he stay in the top class and rush to the north, what would he do when he ran the experimental class? Relax? After all, there is still a year before the third year of high school, and if this is the reason, it is not unacceptable.

But now I see Shen Yan and Jiang Wen making small moves? Lao Chen thought to himself that this is to spark love?

So a reminder! Unexpectedly, it was useless, and the two continued to make small movements.

It's just that there is no one in sight!

Lao Chen was furious!

Following from memory, he wrote on the blackboard a finale of last year's national math competition.

Chong Jiang Wen and Shen Yan said:

"The two people in the last row by the window came up and did this question!"