Trust me, no matter what time it is, as long as it's the first day back from school, you can always feel sick and low in energy.....

Teachers refer to this phenomenon collectively as holiday syndrome.

"Zhang Chu, you look so sleepy? Stayed up late? ”

Shen Mengjun lay on the table, looked at Zhang Chu's confused appearance, and asked with a smile.

"Nope! I just feel uncomfortable, obviously I went to bed early last night! Aren't you sleepy? ”

Zhang Chuqiang endured sleepiness and opened his glasses, today's Shen Mengjun is still delicate and cute, with big eyes flashing smart.

"I'm not sleepy! I stayed up late last night! ”

"Staying up late? Miss me all night? ”

Zhang Chu turned his head, looked at Shen Mengjun and quipped.

Shen Mengjun's face turned red, and then he said with some embarrassment:

"I recently watched a TV series called "Shanghai Sweetheart", and I was fascinated by it, so I went to bed late last night!"

"Don't your parents care about you?"

"They went out to dinner last night! Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to watch TV that late! ”

Shen Mengjun's TV is network TV, which is different from cable TV, network TV can be on-demand anytime and anywhere.

This is also the reason why Shen Mengjun stayed up so late.

"I think I've watched that TV series too! Isn't it the old routine of the actor who pretends to be ugly at the beginning, and then changes his hairstyle and becomes very handsome? It's so good-looking again? ”

Zhang Chu seems to have really watched this TV series before, and he watched it with Qin Wanru at the time, and he also scoffed at the heroes and heroines in the TV series!

"It's pretty! You don't understand! This is love! ”

Shen Mengjun's eyes were full of little stars.

"Moreover, it's very romantic and touching, isn't it?"

"Silly girl!"

Zhang Chu touched her chin dotingly, then closed his eyes and began to catch up on sleep.

It wasn't until the first class that I woke up slowly.

Shen Mengjun listened carefully to the lecture on the side, and his round little ears were covered with fine sweat caused by the hot weather.

Zhang Chu looked at Shen Mengjun, who had shoulder-length hair, and suddenly asked with feeling:

"When the college entrance examination is over, I'll accompany you to dye your hair?"

"Huh? Are you sure? ”

Hearing Zhang Chu say this, Shen Mengjun immediately turned his head to look at Zhang Chu, his little face was full of excitement.

"Ahem.... You've been wanting to do this for a long time, haven't you? ”

Zhang Chu glanced at Shen Mengjun angrily.

Although black hair is also good-looking, who can say no to a yellow-haired sister?

"Then I'm going to have to put on studs! Zhang Chu, are you going to fight? ”

"I don't want it!"

Zhang Chu smiled and closed his eyes again.

The first class was Zhang's father's class, and although Zhang Chu's math score had reached the point where he didn't need to worry about it, Zhang's father would not allow him to sleep in his class.

So Zhang's father began to ask Zhang Chu questions constantly.

What is the answer to this question? Let's do it first, I'll find someone to answer later! ”

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate sound of Suo Suo in the class.

"Brother Zhang! Write the answer! ”

Li Jinghao, who was in the front row, turned his head to look at Zhang Chu and smiled as a matter of course.

"you!"

Zhang Chu didn't open his eyes, and continued to lie on his seat and pretend to sleep.

"Good! Li Jinghao, let's talk about the answer to this question and the solution to the problem! ”

Father Zhang did not ask Zhang Chu directly, but chose Li Jinghao in front of him first.

Li Jinghao stood up and didn't answer for a long time, and finally caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

However, after the active atmosphere of Li Jinghao, a living treasure, the originally lifeless atmosphere in the class is really much better.

"I see that none of you want to go to class, why don't I go get a set of papers and let's do a quiz?"

"Don't! Teacher Zhang, I want to hear your lecture! ”

"That's it, I still have a few questions I want to hear from you about the third set of papers during the May Day holiday!"

"Mr. Zhang, can the last question of the big question be proved by equivalent substitution?"

Dad Zhang looked at the classmates who were talking a little speechlessly.

These people clearly didn't even hand in the test papers for the May Day holiday, but now they are screaming the loudest.

"Lin Xun, it seems that you haven't handed in your test papers, right?"

"Eh, Mr. Zhang, I forgot at home, it's definitely not that I didn't write it, my mother can testify!"

"What about Hu Wuchen, what about your homework?"

"Mine is also at home, and I will definitely turn it in tomorrow, teacher."

It's not easy for Zhang's father, there are more than 50 students in the class, and less than 30 homework have been handed in!

Is this also a type of holiday syndrome?

Zhang Chu lay lazily on the desk, his hands naturally hanging under the desk.

Suddenly, a small, limpy hand suddenly grasped his arm.

Zhang Chu glanced at Shen Mengjun with a smile, and then also put his hand on her school uniform pants.

Through a thin layer of fabric, Zhang Chu carefully felt the tight muscles on his thighs, admiring the quiet red glow on Shen Mengjun's face.

Shen Mengjun didn't know why, he was obviously shy about this kind of thing.

But as soon as she saw Zhang Chu looking so lazy, her heart was like tickling, and she always wanted to provoke him.

But as Zhang Chu's efforts continued to increase, Shen Mengjun finally tasted the consequences of doing so!

Zhang Chu's hand seemed to have magic power, making her soft under the desk, and finally she could only lie on the table panting.

Not only her body, but her face was also as if she had just taken a shower, rippling with abnormal flushing, which made people unable to take their eyes away.

"I slept so well!"

After the first class, Zhang Chu withdrew the hand that was on Shen Mengjun's lap, then stretched straight and looked out the window and said.

I don't know if Zhang Chu did it on purpose, Shen Mengjun always felt that Zhang Chu had accentuated the word "sleep", as if he was deliberately ridiculing himself.

After class, Zhang Chu came to the corridor to blow the wind as usual.

Zhang Wenxin couldn't wait to walk out of the classroom.

The two of them faced outward, letting the cold breeze of the early morning wind blow on their faces.

"My mom said she's happy with you!"

Thinking of talking to his mother about Zhang Chu's scene last night, Zhang Wenxin felt a fever on his face.

"Really? How so? ”

Zhang Chu didn't show much excitement, still enjoying the sea breeze coming from afar in the early morning, and asked casually.

"Why don't you look like you care at all? Aren't you afraid that my mother won't agree? ”

Zhang Wenxin pursed her lips slightly, very dissatisfied with Zhang Chu's perfunctory attitude.

"She doesn't agree? Even if she doesn't agree, can she break up the two of us? It's a big deal, let's elope then! ”

Zhang Chu suddenly lowered his head and bit Zhang Wenxin's little ear and said, making Zhang Wenxin giggle.

"You think beautifully! Who wants to elope with someone like you? ”

Zhang Wenxin pretended to be arrogant and snorted coldly, but the red little ears had completely betrayed her.

"Huh? Don't you want to? Then I'll have to find someone else! ”

After Zhang Chu finished speaking, he walked towards the classroom.

Zhang Wenxin, who was behind, pounced all of a sudden, biting his hand.

"You dare!"