Chapter 11: What do you draw on your face?
Originally, this matter was over, but Lu Zhu didn't feel at ease at all. Coincidentally, in the last final exam, she and Fang Qiaoyi were in the same examination room, and she sat in front of Fang Qiaoyi.
The final exam results of the first semester of high school are used as a measure of class placement, and all students are very concerned about it, including Fang Qiaoyi.
When taking the math test, in the last fifteen minutes, Fang Qiaoyi avoided the invigilator's sight, poked Lu Zhu's back with the pen in his hand, leaned forward, and said quickly: "The last three multiple-choice questions, tell me the answers." There is also the penultimate question and the third small question, show me it. โ
Cheating in the exam room, whether it is for others or for yourself, the consequences of being found to be very serious. Lu Zhu pretended not to hear her.
When the bell rang for the end of the exam, the students in the first row stood up to collect the answer sheets for this column.
After Fang Qiaoyi handed in her answer sheet, she saw Lu Zhu standing up and packing up the pencil case, glared at her viciously, and said in a cold tone: "I've never seen such a stingy person, you wait for me!" โ
Lu Zhu used her as air, didn't even look at her, took something and left the examination room.
Fang Qiaoyi looked at her distant back, angry, and wanted to rush up and tear her.
Lu Zhu is just too lazy to worry about others many times, and he doesn't want to waste time and energy in vain, but he is by no means a weak person who can be bullied. She thought that after the final exam, she would be reassigned to classes, and she would not have any more intersections with Fang Qiaoyi, and more things were better than less, so she didn't reason with her.
Who would have thought that when they were promoted to the second year of high school, the two of them would be damn fated and assigned to the same class.
After a summer vacation, Fang Qiaoyi was obviously still thinking about the final exam, and seized the opportunity to stumble on her, wanting her to make a fool of herself in public.
"Just because of this little thing?" After listening to her words, Gu Cheng sneered very disdainfully.
He couldn't understand the girl's brain circuit, or what Fang Qiaoyi's scheming girl was thinking in her head.
Lu Zhu shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Other than that, I can't think of any offending her." โ
"Isn't this man a pure psychopath? I thought the school was the stage for her palace fighting drama. Gu Cheng tilted his body, raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of Jiang Huaining, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.
Lu Zhu covered his mouth and laughed.
Jiang Huaining was close, and vaguely listened to the small grievances between the girls, and laughed slightly in his heart. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear a sound from the back desk, he thought about it, leaned back, leaned his back against the edge of Lu Zhu's desk, tilted his head slightly, and whispered: "Classmate, help me pick up the pen under your stool." โ
Lu Zhu was slightly stunned.
Is Jiang Huaining talking to her?
didn't hear a response, Jiang Huaining turned his head and met her stunned eyes, he smiled and whispered: "You just knocked my pen off." โ
The moment she hit his desk, a gel pen rolled down, leaving only the bare cap. He looked down on the ground and found that it had fallen under Lu Zhu's stool, and he couldn't reach it.
Lu Zhu and Gu Cheng had been talking, so he was too embarrassed to interrupt, and waited quietly for them to finish before he took advantage of the time to ask her to do a small favor.
Lu Zhu lowered her head in a daze, a black pen lay at her feet, almost being stepped on.
She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and said in a grateful tone, "I forgot to tell you, thank you just now." โ
"It's just a gesture, don't care." Jiang Huaining replied with a slight smile.
Lu Zhu pursed her lips, smiled, and handed over the pen in her hand, but when she suddenly raised her eyes in the process of handing the pen, she saw the head teacher's gaze shooting straight at her, probably because they were talking a little loudly.
was criticized for being late, Lu Zhu panicked, lowered his head, and quickly stuffed the pen into Jiang Huaining's hand.
Jiang Huaining: "......"
Well, for a moment, he could feel something sharp across his face, probably the tip of a thin pen.
"Jingle bellโ"
The bell rang for the end of the first evening self-study, and the students in the class were still in the back three rows without introducing themselves. Du Yigang stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, and asked everyone to rest first, and the next self-study class continued.
As soon as he walked out of the classroom, the atmosphere in the class boiled.
"Lao Jiang, what is this painting on your face, pretending to be a ghost, hahahaha." Jiang Huaining's tablemate Shen Huan turned his head and saw the long black line on his face, and slapped the table with laughter.
His words attracted the attention of the surrounding classmates, and for a while, laughter came and went.
Lu Zhu was startled by this demonic laughter and sat up straight, but Jiang Huaining turned his back to her, and she couldn't see anything. Her instincts told her that it might have been her mistake.
"Jiang Huai Ning ......" Lu Zhu plucked up his courage and called him weakly.
Jiang Huaining casually responded with a "what are you doing", lowered his head and looked for tissues in the schoolbag in the drawer, tinkered for a while, and finally turned out a pack of handkerchief paper. He pulled out a tissue and turned to the side, and the side face with a black line drawn was facing Lu Zhu.
Lu Zhu was dumbfounded for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, he knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." โ
At that time, the head teacher was staring at her, how dare she look at it, burying her head and handing it over, who knew that the tip of the pen was just facing Jiang Huaining's face......
"I'm sorry I didn't pay attention." Lu Zhu thought about it and apologized again.
Jiang Huaining didn't say anything, staring at the girl's appearance of wanting to laugh and holding back her laughter, she couldn't help laughing first: "Forget it, I know you didn't mean it." โ
He rubbed his face with a tissue, and the ink had been retained for a long time, and he couldn't wipe it off at all.
Lu Zhu reminded in a low voice: "You may need wet wipes......" She doesn't have wet wipes.
"It's okay, I'll go wash up."
Jiang Huaining got up and moved the stool, walked out of the classroom, rinsed with the faucet outside the toilet, and soon came back with water droplets on his face, and many girls stared at him along the way, either blatantly or cautiously.
Not only that, many girls from other classes in the corridor glanced at him hurriedly, because they were amazed by his fair and handsome face, and wandered around the back door of the eighth class classroom, sneaking a glance.
Lu Zhu could feel it, and several lines of sight swept towards them.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Huaining sitting in the seat, because he noticed those sights, he subconsciously looked out of the door, and while raising his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, he asked Shen Huan: "Is there still ink on your face?" โ
His eyelashes were long, thick and curly. After a casual glance, Lu Zhu crossed this sentence in his heart for the first time.
Shen Huan glanced at it and smiled: "It's gone." โ
Jiang Huaining crumpled the wet tissue into a ball and threw it on the side of the drawer.
Shen Huan sat sideways with his legs open, one hand on his desktop, and the other on Gu Cheng's desktop, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect us to be so fateful, one class." โ
He said this to Gu Cheng. Yesterday they were still friends who met in Pingshui, and today they have become classmates, and they are quite close to the front and back tables.
Gu Cheng hooked his lips and smiled, and responded: "It's quite a coincidence." โ
Shen Huan is cheerful, out-of-the-box, and has a sense of humor, is very easy to get along with, and can quickly become friends with anyone. As soon as Gu Cheng spoke, he became interested and talked with him.
Gu Cheng responded to his words while keeping an eye on the front.
Seeing that Fang Qiaoyi entered the classroom with a girl and sat down in the seat, Gu Cheng stopped talking, and a touch of coldness crossed his face.
He didn't have anything on the table, so he took a pen on Lu Zhu's desk and threw it at Fang Qiaoyi.
Impartial, right in the back of the girl's head.
Fang Qiaoyi covered the back of her head with one hand, turned around suddenly, and said with a displeased expression: "Who-"