"Well." Qin Yimu seemed to have listened to his explanation.

Shan Qiye breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Qin Yimu grabbing his wrist and pulling it up.

"Deskmate!"

'crash'

When the first page of the book was turned over, Qin Yimu clasped Shan Qiye's two wrists with one hand, and his fingertips ran across the page on the book, flattening the entire page.

In order to make it easier for students to understand the content of the article, each article is accompanied by pictures.

This one is no exception.

However, the illustrations in Shan Qiye's book...

From the beginning as a poet with flowing hair in a picturesque landscape, he became... he.

Painting in the first half of the class and sleeping in the second half?

Qin Yimu raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Shan Qiye smiled, showing off a little shyly, "Am I good at drawing?"

It is perfectly integrated with the original picture, and it is clear at a glance who painted it, which shows his superb painting skills.

On this point, Qin Yimu nodded in agreement.

Shan Qiye was about to explain in depth about the painting when he heard his deskmate say indifferently, "Copy the text for me three times."

Shan Qiye: "???"

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Chapter 35 Chalk

"Three times?" Shan Qiye glanced at the text. Although there were illustrations that blocked a part of the space, there was a lot of content in the text!

I don't know how long it will take to copy it once, so let him copy it three times at once?

"Same table!" Shan Qiye slapped the table with a 'smack', his anger rose from his heart, and his hatred turned to his courage. The oppressed teenager stood up proudly, "You—"

The villain raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, his indifferent voice mixed with indifference and suspicion: "Huh?"

"Uh...that..." Shan Qiye took a deep breath, slammed over to hold the other's medical book, and hunched over it, "Three times are too many, my hand is about to break."

Shan Qiye blinked his eyes and asked with a smile, "Could it be less?"

"Do not……"

"A little." Before Qin Yimu's refusal was finished, he quickly raised his hand and put a finger against the tip of his nose, "Just a little less."

The young man who was close at hand widened his eyes, looking very innocent. In order to escape the punishment, he used any tricks to act cute and coquettish.

Qin Yimu narrowed his eyes slightly, "En."

Shan Qiye was overjoyed, "Then—"

"You don't need to write punctuation."

"???"

Thanks hey.

In the afternoon class, Shan Qiye beat Hache sleepily.

At noon, he was copying Qin Yimuliu's punishment, and he didn't even bother to take a nap.

He didn't sleep this night and didn't make up his sleep at noon. When he was sleepy in the first class in the afternoon, how could he survive.

With the unfinished penalty writing still under his hand, Shan Qiye was so sleepy that he couldn't even hold on to the minimum sitting posture.

He hit Hache again and moved forward, intending to wake himself up a bit, but he didn't expect to get closer to the table and want to sleep even more.

- Boom!

Not knowing something, it suddenly fell on the table, and Shan Qiye was taken aback. It was originally a confusion between half-dreams and half-awakes.

"Single Qiye?"

The teacher's slightly suspicious voice sounded, and Shan Qiye quickly stood up, "Yes, teacher."

"Come up and do this."

I hadn't noticed it just now, but now rubbed eyes, and the blackboard was densely filled with questions.

Shan Qiye took a quick look at the question types, and the problem was not big, so he picked up the piece of chalk thrown over by the teacher just now and said, "Good teacher."

Immediately on the blackboard to do the question.

However, it was written that Shan Qiye found something wrong. Why is the math problem still related to chemistry?

Looking closely, there is another topic on the left half.

Looking at the teacher again, the teaching stick tapped the palm of his hand from time to time, as if trying to test his strength, as if waiting for Shan Qiye to say that he could not do it, and then he picked up the stick and went up.

Shan Qiye coughed lightly, quickly looked away, and took a step to the left, intending to finish this physics problem first.

The teacher took his actions into his eyes, and didn't say much. Anyway, he had to do both questions.

However, when Shan Qiye failed to solve the physics problem with three points, the teacher's expression changed slightly. When Shan Qiye took a step back and started to do the math problem on the right, the teacher suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Teacher, check this side first."

Shan Qiye smiled cutely and harmlessly.

teacher:"……"

A qualified math teacher is not afraid of the test of this kind of physics problem.

So, the teacher picked up the chalk and started to check the formulas one by one, never letting go of the slightest loophole.

On the left is the teacher's hard writing, and on the right is Shan Qiye's slow calculation.

After ten minutes of busy, the math teacher took out the mobile phone and had a wave of simple online communication with the physics teacher.

After finishing the question, Shan Qiyu lost the chalk on the table, "I am going back first."

The teacher said expressionlessly, "Well, go back."

When the single chess goes down, the teacher patted his chest, and he would not ask such a good classmate to come to power in the future!

what!

Too bullying the teacher!

As a teacher, he was so sleepy for a while, and he had no sleepy at all.

After class, Shan Qi stretched his waist, and when his arm fell, he buckled on Qin Yimu's shoulder.