Ling Xing didn't study at night, and when she got home from school, she began to study the blackboard newspapers that had won awards over the years.

According to the system, the blackboard newspaper of their second and third classes won the second place in this competition.

So what is written in the book must be predestined?

What if she tries to get out of the plot? For example, this blackboard newspaper won the first place?

If you have something to think about, you have to put in the effort.

The mobile phone that was turned on kept vibrating on the bedside table, the buzzing sound was disturbing, Ling Xing leaned over to the bedside table and stared at the phone for a while, without it, she forgot the unlock password.

Now the right hand can't move, fingerprint unlocking is definitely not possible, I already knew that I would also record a fingerprint for my left hand.

Annoyed for a moment, Ling Xing tried a few times and finally remembered the password, clicked on WeChat, and it was a group that the teacher asked them to add on the last day of the make-up class to send a message.

It seems that a certain bookstore has received a batch of Huanggang test papers, and the tutor asks the bookstore owner if anyone needs it in the group.

The Huanggang test paper was a nightmare for Ling Xing, and she still remembered that every time the exam was a Huanggang test paper, her total score would be a few tens lower than usual.

The most important thing in learning is to brush up on more questions, as long as you do more questions of the same type, muscle memory will be generated, and the speed of answering will be improved a lot.

As soon as she pressed the phone screen, Ling Xing remembered what Liang Qingzhou warned her today, adding WeChat is not that difficult, but in the past so many days, she has long forgotten Liang Qingzhou's WeChat account.

On Thursday, I heard that Qiu Yilin had found Sister Yu, and Mao Sui recommended herself and said that she could not write well, and Ling Xing twisted her wrist and couldn't write, so she could substitute it.

Sister Yu didn't know how to refuse her, in short, Qiu Yilin's face was very unsightly when she came back from the office.

Electronic Yin continued to give her advice, saying that as long as the blackboard newspaper this time is not the heroine, no matter who completes it, Qiu Yilin will complete the task, and there is no need for her.

Qiu Yilin was a little anxious for quick success, she couldn't let go, and blamed all this on the heroine's halo.

Zeng Zhile also heard about Qiu Yilin's self-recommendation, she has always been a smart person, and she hit the nail on the head: "The one surnamed Tian is so close to Qiu Yilin, and Qiu Yilin wants to draw a blackboard newspaper, the two of them will not be ......"

Although the rest of the words were not spoken, the meaning was understood.

Ling Xing smiled at her: "It may also be that Qiu Yilin's collective honor psychology is relatively strong."

Zeng Zhile pursed his lips, obviously disapproving of it, and there was nothing to refute in the end.

If the collective glory psychology is strong, how can it destroy the blackboard newspaper that they have drawn half of, as long as the class wins the award, it doesn't really matter who draws it.

Zeng Zhile has been drawing pictures in the evening self-study class for the past two days, and the part that belongs to her has basically been completed, and the rest is the crossword.

Since he knew that the words written by Ling Xing's left hand were not lost to his right hand, Zeng Zhile, who was devastated, bought several calligraphy books in the bookstore, and took them out to practice calligraphy during the recess.

There was no evening self-study on Friday night, and the next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, because considering that it was not safe for boarding students to go home too late, the school canceled the evening self-study on this day.

Today happened to be Ling Xing's turn to be on duty.

Ji Yan was not in a hurry to leave after school, he asked Ling Xing if there were any arrangements for the holiday?

Ling Xing thought for a while and replied truthfully: "There is no arrangement, I am inconvenient to write these days, and many test papers have fallen, so I may have to go to the library to study."

Ji Yan nodded, and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, the monkeys are going to my house for a barbecue, and he called Nanxi, can you come with you?"

"We'll see when the time comes." Ling Xing gave an ambiguous answer.

She knew Nanxi, and without asking her if she had gone, Nanxi would not directly agree to the monkey's request, after all, she was not very familiar with the monkey.

Some of the students in the class who hadn't left yet turned their heads to look at them, Ji Yan had excellent grades and good looks, and he was a special existence in this class.

It may be the setting of the author of this book for the heartthrob of the male protagonist, or it may be the seventeen or eighteen-year-old who can't tell the difference between liking and Mu Qiang, in short, many people have an inexplicable good impression of Ji Yan.

Ji Yan glanced at Ling Xing's right hand hanging on the desk, and reached out to take the broom from Zeng Zhile's hand: "Xingxing, your hand is inconvenient, I'll help you sweep the floor."

"No need," Zeng Zhile avoided Ji Yan's hand and handed the broom to Su Qingluo at the back table: "There are already five people in our group, Ling Xing only needs to watch us sweep."

The students on duty were a group of four people at the front and back tables, but the number of people in the class was an odd number, and Su Qingluo just happened to be singled, so he was directly divided into the group at his front table.

Su Qingluo took the broom and glanced at Ji Yan, who was standing in the aisle: "It's in the way, let me go."

Ji Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Qingluo, and the two teenagers who were almost the same size stood in the narrow aisle, refusing to give in to each other.

This atmosphere was broken by the dialogue between Qiu Yilin and Dianyin.

Qiu Yilin: "System, are you sure this guy is not the second male?"

The electronic tone was flat and the tone did not fluctuate: "Host, this is indeed not the second male."

The monkey standing outside the classroom poked his head out of the window and asked Ji Yan, "Brother Yan, are you leaving?"

"Hmm." Ji Yan answered, turned around and walked away from the front of the classroom.

The two boys at the front table went to throw out the garbage, Zeng Zhile and Su Qingluo each swept the classroom, and the two of them put the stool upside down on the desk while sweeping.

Ling Xing couldn't really look at them, and when he saw this, he hurriedly walked over to help them move the stool.

As soon as he lifted a stool, he was blocked by Su Luo with a broom tail.

The young man's eyebrows were a little dull, and the words he said were not so pleasant: "You are not needed here."

Across the rows of desks, Zeng Zhile also said, "I don't need you here."

Ling Xing: "......"

Is she disgusted by the group?

Zeng Zhile pointed to the blackboard newspaper behind him: "Ling Xing, take advantage of this time, why don't you go write a poster first?"

Today is already Friday, and it will be Tuesday when school starts after the holiday, and by then there is only one day before Wednesday's evaluation, Ling Xing is not in a hurry, she is about to die.

"Okay."

Ling Xing was also planning to leave the classroom for a while after school today, waiting for the blackboard to be drawn before leaving.

No matter how flexible the left hand is, it can't compare to the right hand, especially when the arm is raised to write, it will soon be sore and uncomfortable.

Ling Xing finished copying a piece of prose, and the floor in the classroom was also swept away.

After sweeping the floor, Zeng Zhile accompanied Ling Xing in the classroom for a while and left, her slight cleanliness made her sweat and didn't take a shower.

Ling Xing was the only one left in the empty classroom, which made her concentrate on writing even more.

After more than half an hour, the sky was completely dark, and Ling Xing turned on all the lights in the classroom.

The next word to be written is on the sea water painted by Zeng Zhile, and the idea of adding the sea was discussed by her and Zeng Zhile, and the name is: Learn the sea and work hard to make a boat.

The blue sea is matched with brown gravel, and the word Ling Xing on the picture is brown gravel.

Xuehai's painting was a little wider, and the place where the sand and gravel was located was higher, and Ling Xing stepped on the stool and just wrote two lines when she felt as if someone was watching her behind her.

Being alone in the classroom was still a little scared, and she pretended to be calm and looked back slowly.

Sure enough, there was a figure behind her, and Ling Xing was so frightened that she almost fell off the stool.

Fortunately, the man reached out and grabbed her waist in time, and when she stood firm, he quickly took his hand back.

Ling Xing patted the folds on her clothes that were grabbed by Su Qingluo when she helped her, and said angrily, "Don't you have no sound when you walk?"

Su Qingluo's tone was also a little helpless: "You were too focused to hear it."

"Then what are you doing back?"

"Something I forgot to take."

Ling Xing frowned: "Why do you always forget to take things, do you have such a poor memory at a young age?"

Su Qingluo was silent.

I thought that Su Qingluo would leave after taking something, but unexpectedly he didn't leave, he still sat in his own place, and turned his head to look at Ling Xing writing.

Okay, the multiple people in the classroom are not so afraid.

After writing two more lines, Ling Xing asked him in a divine manner, "Do you think this looks good?"

"It's not pretty." Su Qingluo showed no mercy.

"Huh?"

He stood up and walked towards Ling Xing, pointed to the piece of gravel as the word, and explained slowly: "The dark blue sea, the white seagulls, the brown sand, and the colors of the chalk are a little colorful and green, and they don't have an impact on the vision."

The young man was very tall, and Ling Xing could only reach it when he stood on the stool, and he could reach it even if he stretched out his arms.

Ling Xing felt that what he said made sense, and asked again, "For example?"

Su Qingluo pointed to a place: "For example, here, the dark blue sea is more suitable for white waves, not necessarily brown sand."

It makes sense unexpectedly.

Ling Xing picked up the blackboard to wipe his handwriting, and drew a big cake for him without hesitation: "If you win the first place in this competition, you will have one-third of the credit."

Su Qingluo was not moved by her big cake, and asked rhetorically, "Is it?" If I win first place, how are you going to thank me? ”

"This is a collective honor, not my own business."

Su Qingluo sneered.

Heavy footsteps outside the classroom were heard from far and near.

Ling Xing and Su Qingluo glanced at each other, the two were a little close, Ling Xing took two steps back to open the distance.

Has someone forgotten to take something again?

After a while, the chubby security uncle appeared at the door of the classroom of the second and third classes, and the light of his flashlight shone on Ling Xing and Su Qingluo: "What time is it, why are you two still in the classroom?"

Su Qingluo pointed to the blackboard: "We are doing the tasks assigned by the teacher."

"What task do you have to wait until after school?" The security guard's inquiring gaze patrolled back and forth on the two of them several times, and only after a while did he say, "You two can't be puppy love, right?"