Zhao Rui wanted to refute but couldn't say a word, and finally at this meeting, Zhao Rui finally made up her mind.

Zhao Rui said with a straight face at the class meeting: "Everyone is an outstanding student in the original junior high school, now that we have formed a new class collective, we must learn to make progress together for the honor of our class, and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, the school requires our class to publish a blackboard newspaper, now we want to ask for everyone's opinions to see if there are any good suggestions." ”

I don't know if I don't have confidence in myself, or if I am worried that the expectations of the head teacher are relatively high, everyone bows their heads and says nothing.

The teenage students seem to be free-range, but in fact, in their fragile mood, they are all silent mud tires in front of the teacher. In a group activity like this, no matter how impassioned the teacher is, the students below will not show much reaction, so once this kind of thing happens, all everyone can choose is to stick their heads all into the desk.

Just when the whole class was quiet, Zhao Rui thought of an idea.

"I have already discussed with the head teacher of our brother class next door, and the two classes will handle it together, but this is also the first time that everyone has not much experience, so I still decided to select a few students to help on behalf of our class."

Chi Yu then said clearly and loudly: "Good teacher." ”

When he knew that Chi Yu was going to handle the blackboard newspaper, Gu Yuan, who had been hiding in the corner, raised his head suddenly.

"Teacher, I can too." Gu Yuan said coldly.

Chi Yu glanced at Gu Yuan in disbelief, with a blank expression, of course, Chi Yu was not the only one who looked confused, what everyone didn't expect was that Gu Yuan, a nerd who had been ignoring things outside the window and only reading sage books, was willing to do things that had nothing to do with studying?

After class, Chi Yu walked to the front of Gu Yuan's seat, this was the first time that the two of them faced each other in the sun.

"Gu Yuan?" Chi Yu asked tentatively.

"I'm just in love with the class." Gu Yuan's donkey lips did not explain to the horse's mouth.

This feeling of not knowing how to speak, and being ignored, seems to be beyond the limits of what you can understand. Now Gu Yuan has decided, no matter what, he has to face Chi Yu head-on.

In fact, if you want to ask Gu Yuan specifically why he did this, he can't say it clearly, maybe for Gu Yuan, that kind of itching in his heart has no special meaning.

After many years, Gu Yuan, who has grown up, no longer has the kind of casualness of his youth, the kind of arbitrariness that does not think about what will happen in the future, he will often lie down in front of the desk in a daze for an afternoon, he has already learned to be sleek and sophisticated, and he has begun to work silently in all corners, but when he recalls that period of time, he does not regret that he used such a clear and certain attitude to interpret his youth.

"Am I doing something deliberate today?" Chi Yu shook his head, and gently stroked the Mickey Mouse head on his cup with his fingers, his fingers constantly tapping on the tabletop, forming an ethereal sound in the empty classroom.

The blackboard of the Mid-Autumn Festival came out a week later than usual.

Everyone came to help, to be honest, Gu Yuan can be said to know nothing about painting, and his role can only be to sit in the first row of the classroom and tell everyone if the pictures in the last row are a little crooked, and several times he either cut the chalk in half, or stepped on the rice paper, this behavior naturally attracted everyone's disgust.

When Chi Yu finally depicted an innocent girl on the blackboard, everyone was curious and admired.

Only Gu Yuan said dumbly: "Her skirt should be slightly higher, and her smile should be more bright." ”

Chu Xi on the side said jokingly: "Hey! Gu Yuan! You're talking about the blackboard newspaper! Or the one who draws the blackboard newspaper! ”

"Hey! What do you mean? Chi Yu, who was flushed, picked up the remaining oil paint pen and threw it towards Chu Xi.

The oil paint brush accidentally fell on Zhu Jing's shoes, and Zhu Jing said with some grievances: "Ah! My Adidas! ”

Chu Xi hurriedly pulled Li Xuan up and said to Zhu Jing: "What are you still in a daze, don't hurry up and leave, the oil paint pen won't be able to wash it off for a while." ”

The three of them ran out in a puff of smoke, and only Gu Yuan and Chi Yu were left in the classroom of Nuo University.

Gu Yuan seemed to see the embarrassment, so he said helplessly: "Chi Yu, you can concentrate on drawing yours, you don't need to listen to the thoughts of a few of them." ”

Chi Yu lowered his head and smiled, cleaned up and prepared to continue, this time Chi Yu was very serious, took out all the things he could think of, and also brought a special sketch pencil for painting, first spent a draft on the drawing, and then wrote out all the words of encouragement to the students, for fear that there would be any mistakes.

The weather had already entered autumn, and the night came relatively early, so Gu Yuan turned on all the lights in the classroom.

Under the illumination of all the energy-saving lamps, Chi Yu, who stood in front of the blackboard newspaper, kept sketching on a blackboard newspaper.

In the quiet classroom, only the sound of chalk scratching across the blackboard remained, Gu Yuan sat on the chair beside him, quietly watching Chi Yu draw his own world little by little.

Maybe the two of them didn't dare to speak, so Gu Yuan focused all his attention on Chi Yu, for example, Chi Yu likes to roll up his sleeves first no matter what he does, for example, he always likes to talk with his eyes down.

"Gu Yuan, help me take a look, this line of words is crooked." Chi Yu raised his head and happened to meet Gu Yuan's gaze, I don't know why the moment the two faced each other, their faces turned red, and they quickly dodged with their eyes.

Gu Yuan walked over very seriously this time, glanced at it dignified and said, "This time the writing is good, this character is really beautiful, have you ever contacted calligraphy." ”

"Generally speaking, when I was young, my father always taught me to practice calligraphy, and I learned these things with him." As he spoke, Chi Yu took a ruler and gestured on the blackboard, and gently wiped off all the excess things with the blackboard eraser.

Chi Yu said contentedly: "The rest is relatively simple, I can come by myself, and you have helped me with my work for several days." I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, let's go together." Gu Yuan hurriedly said: "At this time, if you are the only one left, it will be boring." ”