Although Su Feng was reluctant, he still watched the head teacher take away the Bluetooth headset.

After returning to the classroom, he walked back to his place and took out the math homework from his desk pocket that he had only half written last night under the gaze of Zhong Nuanyang.

"Are you done with this?" Su Feng leaned back in the chair and asked Zhang Yun next to him, who kept peeking at him.

"Well, do you want to see it?" Zhang Yun didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to him, and he was a little nervous.

Su Feng nodded, Zhang Yun found the homework book in his desk pocket, and gently pushed it over: "Be careful, the head teacher will come back at any time to check it, don't let him catch it." ”

Su Feng didn't think it was a big deal to be caught, but she still nodded, and didn't put her notebook on the table as usual. He glanced down from time to time, and his subordinates quickly finished their homework.

"Thank you." Su Feng covered the cap of the pen and pushed the homework back.

"You're welcome." Zhang Yun's ears turned red involuntarily.

Su Feng didn't notice the demeanor of the person next to him, just raised his eyes to look at Zhong Nuanyang, who was frowning and staring at him on the podium, and when he looked up, Zhong Nuanyang made the word "reading" with his mouth.

Seeing Su Feng pull out a book of Lord of the Rings from his class pocket and read it, Zhong Nuanyang looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally couldn't help but walk down. came to his desk, tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, and whispered, "Classmate, don't you bring a textbook?" ”

Seeing that Su Feng didn't react, Zhong Nuanyang felt as if he had been dragged to the elementary school classroom again, and the anger provoked by Su Feng seemed to be faintly flickering in his heart at that time.

"Su Feng." Zhong Nuanyang's voice was a little colder, and he resisted the urge to pull him out to teach him a lesson, and stared at him seriously.

Su Feng finally raised his head from the book, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Yesterday there was one less book, and I didn't have one." ”

After a moment of silence.

“…… Well, you take this first, and I'll help you ask the teacher later. "Zhong Nuanyang was elected as the representative of the English class yesterday, but she didn't expect that the first day of the new official made her faintly worried about the future.

Su Feng didn't refuse, took Zhong Nuanyang's English book, flipped a few pages casually, and finally found the passage everyone was reading.

Zhong Nuanyang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the time, the morning reading was almost over, and the first period was an English class, so she had to go to the office to find Su Feng's book first.

Fortunately, the process of finding the book was quite smooth, and when I came back, I read early and the bell rang just after class.

Everyone cheered and left the classroom, eating breakfast and going to the toilet. In the chaos, Zhong Nuanyang grabbed Su Feng, who was about to go out.

"Your book." Zhong Nuanyang handed him the brand new English book.

"Put it on my table." Su Feng looked at the younger brother with the eyes of the eldest brother, nodded and walked out.

Zhong Nuanyang didn't bother, put the book on his desk, but didn't see the book he had just lent him.

When she returned to her desk, she found that the book was lying on the table in good condition, but the book cover she had just wrapped was taken off by Su Feng, and she didn't see where the book cover went after turning it over for a long time, and suddenly there was a fire.

Su Feng didn't come in until the class bell rang, and Zhong Nuanyang couldn't question him, so he could only endure the class first. When I opened the textbook, I found that the text I had just read had his big handwriting on it, and the originally clean side was full of two dazzling signatures of "Su Feng".

Zhong Nuanyang couldn't help but turn her head and glared at him fiercely, but before he could look at him, the teacher called her name first.

"Zhong Nuanyang, starting with you, each person reads a short paragraph, and when they finish reading, sit down, and the classmates behind pick up." The English teacher took the whip and clicked it on the podium, and then pointed to the book in Zhong Nuanyang's hand as if he had found something, and said, "What's going on with your book?" ”