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    Qin Yimu turned his head expressionlessly, probably because he didn't want to communicate with the fool.

    Shan Qiye snorted softly, thinking that this person is really strange.

    It was obvious that he wanted to tell me something just now, but I shut up and gave him a chance to speak, but he also remained silent. Is it so difficult to communicate?

    Shan Qiye thought about it for a while, and thought that maybe this person was too introverted and didn't like to talk, so he relied on a cheerful and handsome guy like his seventh master to lead him out of the silence.

    Shan Qiye made up his mind, but in order to avoid being too abrupt, he decided to attack from the side, and said something useful first: "What class is this?"

    Qin Yimu glanced at him, then lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

    Shan Qiye slowly looked up at the door, the teacher didn't come.

    He was about to ask why he suddenly played with his phone, but when he turned his head, he saw that his phone screen lit up.

    The thought of wanting to chat immediately postponed the discussion. He picked up the phone and thought excitedly that it was the message sent by the best partner in the game. When he opened it, he saw that it was a private chat initiated by the class group.

    Open the picture and take a look, good guy.

    - Monday to Friday class schedule.

    Take another look at the sender: Qin Yimu.

    pretty!

    Shan Qiye almost didn't fly out his phone.

    His mind wasn't on this, who knew that Qin Yimu was just trying to make a move, and he really would rather use his mobile phone to chat without saying a word.

    Shan Qiye cleared his throat, raised his head smoothly, and planned to talk to him about something that no man could refuse.

    However, before he could speak, Qin Yimu suddenly handed him a small biscuit.

    The class shown on the class schedule is Chemistry.

    It's been ten minutes since the teacher came to class, so he probably didn't plan to come over to have a friendly exchange with these students and get to know each other.

    The head teacher had to lead two classes by himself, and Wu Xiuqin didn't notice it for a while.

    It is worth mentioning that, because the school just started, no one in the newly formed class knows anyone, and it is quite quiet to see themselves.

    Shan Qiye held the biscuits thoughtfully, Qin Yimu obviously meant to let him eat them.

    Could it be that Qin Yimu didn't eat in the morning, so he thought he didn't eat either?

    Although people can't be cold, they still care a lot about people.

    Thinking like this, Shan Qiye opened the biscuits and said, "Thank you."

    In the first lesson, the teacher didn't come, many students fell asleep on their stomachs, and there were a few who were planning to break through the back door. Shan Qiye's snacks were nothing.

    The small amount of biscuits is not large, and it can be solved in three or two bites by Shan Qiye.

    "you……"

    'patta'

    Another small package of chocolates fell on his table.

    Shan Qiye bit the chocolate and said suspiciously, "Well... Did you just go out to buy these?"

    Speaking this time, Shan Qiye didn't expect to get a response from Qin Yimu, and Qin Yimu didn't let him guess wrong.

    After the chocolate is finished, a bun.

    After the buns are fries.

    The fries are gone, it's just crispy noodles.

    The crispy noodles are followed by potato chips.

    In the end, Shan Qiye didn't care much about eating, he just wanted to see how many small packages of snacks Qin Yimu could come up with.

    Because it is a small package, there are no more than three bites. He eats it here, and Qin Yimu delivers it to him.

    Obviously it was the distance from the same table, but he didn't reach out and hand it to him, but threw it on the table.

    After getting the single chess at the back, Ye felt an inexplicable feeling of being fed.

    Pretty fun.

    A lesson was passed as the two of them threw one after another.

    When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qin Yimu stood up as if staring at the watch to be accurate every minute and every second.

    When he turned sideways, he put a small bottle of yogurt the size of a palm for Shan Qiye, the kind of cardboard box.

    Then he left without waiting for Shan Qiye to speak.

    Shan Qiye inserted the straw into it and took two sips, looking at the two or three little strawberries on the small yogurt package, he was stunned.

    ...What did I want to say to Qin Yimu just now?

    "belch."

    I am full.

    Chapter 4 Handsome

    A day's class, did not talk about any substantive content.

    After all, on the first day of school, it is impossible for the teacher to let him study without saying anything while pressing his head.

    Usually, the formal teaching begins after the military training.

    On the second day of normal school, the military training began. In the last class of today, the teacher distributed the military training uniforms to different classes. Today’s first day of school can be considered a perfect time.

    All day long, Shan Qiye focused all his attention on Qin Yimu, but he still didn't let Qin Yimu say a word, but Shan Qiye still didn't feel frustrated, and he would come back tomorrow.

    Before leaving, he waved to Qin Yimu, "Let's go, same table."

    Qin Yimu didn't have any reaction to this, not even a single extra look.

    Shan Qiye was born to be optimistic, and he didn't feel any embarrassment. He turned his face and put his arm on Mao Junyu and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a string."

    "Okay, lord~" Mao Junyu smiled and lengthened the ending, making a very thin voice, "Master, please treat me."

    This cheap voice startled Shan Qiye and felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't shake the nausea even when he moved his shoulders.

    When graduated from junior high school, had no homework, and it was hot outside. As soon as went out, back was half wet, and no one could stand it.

    In this kind of weather, they don't go out very much, and they go out into the world with a computer at home.

    All rely on the games in it to maintain the brotherhood.

    It happened that didn't have homework on the first day. If didn't have enough time to go out for a run after the main class.

    Although the weather is not cool now, it is far less hot than in midsummer. Typical high school classes are early and late, and the evening is about seven o'clock, just in time to go out for a skewer.

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