At noon, Zhang Chu lay on the desk and tossed over and over and couldn't sleep.

"Yuxin! Did you sleep? ”

Poked the delicate arm of the tablemate, Zhang Chu asked in a low voice.

Cheng Yuxin was confused for a while before slowly raising her head.

A few days of insomnia caused her to be very sleepy at noon.

Crystal saliva hung on the corner of her mouth, and Cheng Yuxin muttered:

"What are you doing!"

"Uh, I'm sorry, do you have any novels to read?"

Zhang Chu touched his little flat head with some embarrassment and grinned.

"There are a few more copies of "Crazy Reading", do you want them?"

Cheng Yuxin reluctantly took out a few magazines from the table and placed them in front of Zhang Chu and complained.

"Yes, yes, yes! You keep sleeping! ”

Zhang Chu said that the three magazines on the table received them in his table, and he quickly apologized.

Cheng Yuxin rubbed her eyes and fell down again.

As we approach June, the weather seems to be getting older and hotter.

Outside the window, dark clouds were thick, and an indescribable dullness permeated the classroom.

"If only it could rain!"

Zhang Chu looked at the gloomy weather outside and muttered a little unconsciously.

"Didi ......"

I don't know how long it has been, so long that Zhang Chu fell asleep on the table.

A light rain began to fall outside the window.

The light rain gradually turned into a heavy rain, accompanied by the thunder in the sky.

"Hmm~!"

Zhang Chu was woken up by the thunder, and somewhat lazily propped up his face with his arms, opened his eyes and looked out the window.

The raindrops the size of beans fell into a small puddle, splashing with a chilling splash, and the air was damp and stuffy, but much better than before.

Zhang's father, who had classes in the afternoon, didn't come.

In the morning, I had a report that I needed to go to the next county to do, and when I came back, it suddenly rained heavily, so I was stuck on the way.

As a representative of the mathematics class, Zhang Wenxin could only go and get the mathematics test paper and send it down to do it first.

But until the evening, Zhang's father did not return.

The rain outside always stops and stops, accompanied by the low thunder in the sky, which is unsettling.

Zhang Chu had already finished the homework assigned by Zhang's father.

Putting aside the test paper he had just finished, Zhang Chu took out a magazine and read it with relish.

It has to be said that it is not for nothing that these magazines have become popular.

The love stories are bizarre and twisty, and after the protagonist experiences various forcible intelligence reductions, the two finally part ways.

It's quite a bit of a later generation of women's novels.

"Alas! Isn't it true that you don't know the phone number, so you can't make a call in advance? ”

After reading a short story, Zhang Chu frowned and complained.

"You know what! How well people write! It's just that they didn't get together in the end, alas, Zhang Chu, how many lovers in the world do you say can be together in the end? ”

Cheng Yuxin also finished the question, and looking at Zhang Chu's relish, she couldn't help but poke her head out curiously.

"I don't know.... But this is also too stupid, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, can't it be explained well? ”

Zhang Chu raised his head and glanced out the window, looking at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and couldn't help but complain.

"Oops! This is love, Zhang Chu, you straight man! ”

Cheng Yuxin glared at Zhang Chu angrily, then turned her head and stopped talking to Zhang Chu.

"What? I'm not going to let that happen! If my girlfriend misunderstands me, I'll explain it to her and then coax her to do it. ”

When Zhang Chu said this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Wenxin and Shen Mengjun in the back row.

Cheng Yuxin glanced at him, a little lost in the depths of his eyes.

Once again, the two fell silent.

Cheng Yuxin took out a notebook and wrote something on it, while Zhang Chu continued to read the magazine.

After a while, Teacher Yu walked in from outside, instructed Zhang Wenxin to put away the papers, and left in a hurry.

"What do you write?"

"Ahh You want to scare me to death? ”

Cheng Yuxin was taken aback, and hurriedly covered the book under it with her hands.

"Diary? Are there really so many people who keep diaries? ”

Cheng Yuxin looked at Zhang Chu's ugly hairstyle with disgust, and then said with some embarrassment:

"It's not a diary..... It's a novel! ”

Cheng Yuxin, who wears glasses, seems to have some special fetish.

"Show me!"

"I don't want it!"

After rejecting Zhang Chu with a smile, Cheng Yuxin carefully put away the beautifully shaped book.

The wind gently stirred her slightly sweaty forehead, and the freshness and tranquility after the rain couldn't help but make people feel happy.

"It's okay to show you, but you have to promise not to pass it out!"

Cheng Yuxin playfully poked Zhang Chu's arm with the cap of the pen and said solemnly.

Zhang Chu was also a little curious, so he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

The good thing about a short story is that it's fast-paced, and you can't be tortured to wait for the author's update.

It's a very simple love story, but how do the names of the male protagonist and the female protagonist seem to be familiar?

Zhang Chu patiently continued to look at the doubts in his heart.

However, the more he looked down, the more Zhang Chu frowned at the content that followed.

Sneaking a glance at Cheng Yuxin, who was waiting for her to praise her, Zhang Chu cleared his throat and asked in disbelief:

"Yuxin! Do you have a tragic love brain? ”

"What is a tragic love brain?"

Cheng Yuxin turned her head slightly and asked curiously.

"I just like to fantasize about some little stories about the sudden death of the hero!"

Zhang Chu couldn't help but knock her on the head, and then slammed the notebook in his hand on the table.

It was a good ending, but Cheng Yuxin had to change it to the hero who died unexpectedly, and the heroine held the hero's posthumous photo to tell the children the story between the two.

Obviously, it will be over when the two get married!

As a result, is it necessary to add to this accident?

"Zhang Chu! Are you jealous of my good writing? Isn't it very immersive! ”

Cheng Yuxin touched the place that had just been knocked by Zhang Chu, and she raised her little face in pain and said unconvinced.

Zhang Chu looked at Cheng Yuxin and didn't say anything.

My own novel has now earned more than 10,000 a month!

Do you still need to be jealous of an amateur like you?

The corners of Zhang Chu's mouth twitched slightly, and he directly put the book on the table into his schoolbag.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and pay me back! ”

Cheng Yuxin saw Zhang Chu like this, her little face was crimson, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab it.

Zhang Chu naturally wouldn't let her succeed, and took out another notebook from the belly of the table, on which Zhang Chu wrote expressionlessly:

[In the fourth class in the afternoon, Cheng Yuxin deserted and did things that had nothing to do with the class! ] 】

This is the privilege that Mr. Yu gave to Zhang Chu's disciplinary committee.

I said before that I would remember five people a day.

But as time passed, Mr. Yu seemed to have forgotten about it.

After all, this kind of thing is very offensive, and Zhang Chu is too lazy to do it, but when he was tidying up the table belly today, this book fell out again, and Zhang Chu barely remembered it.

"Good! Zhang Chu, you fell into the lower stone! ”

"I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! Besides, I'll remember you again! ”

Zhang Chu didn't look at Cheng Yuxin, who was dancing with his teeth and claws, and began to look ahead in a daze.

"Hurry up! You really want to give it to Mr. Yu! ”

Cheng Yuxin pleaded softly.

Zhang Chu leaned down on the table, looked at Cheng Yuxin's glasses, and said word by word:

"That—you—hurry—resurrect—me!"

Zhang Chu took out the notebook as he said and put it in front of Cheng Yuxin.

Cheng Yuxin blushed and opened the novel she wrote, and crossed out all the last few paragraphs.

"That's right! It's still a good ending, and it's happy! How can you feed your readers poison like this? ”

After reading it, Zhang Chu crossed out Cheng Yuxin's name with satisfaction.

"However, it doesn't look good if you paint a big piece, why don't you change the name to Li Jinghao?"

Zhang Chu looked at a large piece of graffiti on the notebook and muttered to himself.