......

"Ring, ring, ring. ”

The bell rings for the end of class.

Ye Lanxi leaned on the sofa, almost falling asleep, but the bell of the end of class pulled her back to her senses from her drowsiness.

The art teacher shouted, "Turn in all your homework."

Immediately afterward, the entire classroom was filled with the sound of rustling paper and sleeves, benches rubbing against the floor.

"Hey, how does this 'all eyes feel'?"

Chen Xiaoqi walked over and stood in front of Ye Lanxi, with his hands in his pockets, looking like a hanger.

Ye Lanxi got up with difficulty by holding on to the armrests of the sofa, slowly raised her head, and glanced at him faintly: "You ...... person"

Chen Xiaoqi hooked his lips and smiled: "I, what's wrong with me?"

Ye Lanxi glanced at him angrily and said, "I'm embarrassed to ask what's wrong, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been called in by the teacher to be a model for no reason......"

"Well, you can't blame me for that. Chen Xiaoqi shrugged innocently and said lightly: "Actually, you have the potential to be a model, maybe the teacher also took a fancy to this." ”

"you. ”

Ye Lanxi threw him a big roll of the eyes and leaned up from the sofa.

When he turned around, he subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the seat where Fu Jing'an was originally sitting.

The seat was empty.

The white gauze curtains fluttered in the wind, gently brushing the back of the chair, and the curtain swam in a graceful arc in mid-air.

At this time, Fu Jingan was no longer in his seat.

Chen Xiaoqi came over, raised his hand and patted Ye Lanxi's little shoulder, shook his head at her without a trace, sighed slightly, and sighed with a serious look: "He has already left, and he is still walking with a girl, why, I can't talk to him, isn't it disappointing?"

When Ye Lanxi heard this, her figure was slightly stunned.

The white and tender little hands that naturally hung down on his sides subconsciously tightened and pursed his lips slightly.

Not a disappointment.

It's just that I'm just a little unhappy.

"Don't be disappointed, let's go. ”

Chen Xiaoqi glanced at her faintly.

After speaking, he walked around the sofa in front of him, walked to her side, stretched out his long arm, put his arm across her shoulder, and walked towards the door of the classroom.

I just walked two steps and didn't walk to the door, but I happened to meet Fu Jing'an.

The moment she looked up and saw Fu Jing'an, Ye Lanxi suddenly came back to her senses, and quickly reached out to take away the arm of a boy who was still on her shoulder.

called in a low voice: "Senior Jing'an......"

"Hmm. ”

Fu Jing'an replied lightly, and a pair of narrow, deep, cold eyes glanced at her clean pretty face carelessly.

Raising his eyes slightly, his gaze intersected with Chen Xiaoqi in mid-air.

Sound.

Syllable.

Crackle, crackle.

In the air, there seemed to be a flash of electric sparks.

It seems that there is a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

......

At this time, in the painting classroom, only Ye Lanxi, Chen Xiaoqi, and Fu Jingan were left.

Ye Lanxi obviously felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

She turned her head to look at Fu Jing'an, and then turned her head to look at Chen Xiaoqi.

Puzzled: "You two, acquaintance?"

Chen Xiaoqi and Fu Jingan said in unison: "I don't know." ”

Ye Lanxi touched her chin and nodded: "Oh." ”

I don't know and stare at it for so long.

But she thought about it again: Chen Xiaoqi and Fu Jing'an, one is the "Demon School Grass" of Nan'an University, and the other is the "Genius Scholar Male God" of Nan'an University.