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    Shan Qiye: "..."

    The first reaction is not other, but - such a fun scene I am not here!

    I will never sleep in class again.

    Cried.

    "No, who said that none of them hit me." Shan Qiye keenly caught the mistake from Mao Junyu's words, "How did I wake up if I didn't hit?"

    Apparently, he was woken up by the head of chalk.

    "No, Qin Yimu threw it on your desk with a chalk tip."

    The eyes of Mao Junyu's contemporary paparazzi are not covered, and the one he sees is clear and clear, "It's very light, I didn't hear the sound, it's just that you wake up."

    Shan Qiye's face was blank.

    While Mao Junyu was telling the situation vividly, Qin Yimu came back.

    Shan Qiye immediately wanted to ask the parties' thoughts: "At the same table, you—"

    Before he finished speaking, Qin Yimu first placed a plastic bag on his desk.

    When opened the plastic bag, saw some individually packaged icy stickers and a few bottles of icy water.

    The author has something to say: Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during the period of 2020-06-12 16:41:59~2020-06-13 10:33:18~

    Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Hai Shengxiao and Jian Huai 1;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: WDNMD20 bottle;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

    Chapter 37 Agreement

    Last class in the afternoon.

    The air conditioner in the classroom was blowing 'woohoo', and each student sat quietly in his seat and did his homework.

    The last class is evening self-study.

    Shan Qiye started to get bored after finishing his homework. From time to time, he picked up the boiled water on the table and took two sips. He looked at the tablemate who was studying hard next to him. Tie cooling stickers.

    The teacher was preparing to run for class cadre for a while.

    Wipe up the water sprinkled on the table, Shan Qiye lay on it, his movements were the same as at noon, he lay on his side and looked at Qin Yimu.

    I want to talk to my roommate.

    I want to play with my tablemate.

    But... the same table is studying hard.

    He must not disturb the tablemate.

    After realizing this, Shan Qiye was extremely disappointed.

    Shan Qiye's eyes never concealed, so lying on his stomach, the teacher will only think that he is tired and resting, so he will not come over to ask about the specific situation.

    Qin Yimu naturally noticed what was wrong at the same table, and he reached out and tore off a piece of paper.

    When he made a move, Shan Qiye's eyes brightened a bit, and his fingertips curled up slightly with a little nervousness.

    Qin Yimu wrote a sentence and handed the note to Shan Qiye.

    Shan Qiye grabbed it in the palm of his hand and opened it nervously.

    ——【Have you finished your homework? 】

    Shan Qiye picked up the pen and wrote quickly: [Finished! I'm so bored at the same table! I feel like I'm going to fall asleep if I go on like this. 】

    Qin Yimu glanced at it and wrote: [Bored? 】

    This time, Shan Qiye didn't write directly, but nodded frantically. With the help of the back of his classmates in front of him, Shan Qiye could be called unscrupulous, his hair flew around twice, and he almost didn't catch up.

    Facing the youthful and energetic eyes, Qin Yimu wrote a note to him: [Written penalty. 】

    Shan Qiye: "..."

    The smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up for a moment, not knowing what expression to show.

    Looking at Qin Yimu again, the other party has already devoted himself to medical books and cannot extricate himself.

    Considering that there was a teacher sitting above, Shan Qiye silently swallowed the roar from his mouth, and then fell down again pretending that nothing had happened.

    The note was not returned to him, and there was no further communication.

    joke!

    Also talk shit!

    In a while, really have to write the punishment again!

    So angry.

    The tablemate is ruthless.

    Just when Shan Qiye was focused and angry and silently talking about the same table in his heart, he felt that his left hand seemed to be held up by someone.

    ...it seems to be Qin Yimu.

    But so what?

    Got it wrong? snort!

    Did you just remember to tease me now? Sorry for being late.

    The Seventh Master cut off his emotions and desires, he was extraordinary, and he let go of everything in just this moment - everything... eh? !

    The thoughts in his mind paused the moment Shan Qiye saw his wrist, as if the movie was clipped at the moment, and he kept repeating the previous words, and the content after that was full of changes in the wrist.

    Bingliang posted a bandage that could be glued together and used, so Shan Qiye simply glued it on because it was troublesome.

    It is easy to peel it off after sticking it on in a short time, but it will always stick to the flesh when it is taken off, and it will be very painful.

    Of course, for the seventh master, this pain is not worth mentioning.

    Just now, after Qin Yimu helped him take it off, he wrapped the straps together again. He turned his wrists over and he could see a bow.

    It is very ordinary white, and the butterfly wings are not very obvious.

    But just look at it like this - beautiful to die.

    Shan Qiye had a smile on his face that he didn't even notice, and said silently, "Thank you for being at the same table!"

    The black signature pen circled between the slender and light-white fingers, the end of the pen tapped Shan Qiye's forehead lightly, and then returned to his hand to continue writing.

    Shan Qiye held his wrist happily, and didn't even want to play around.

    - The same table is really ingenious.

    Bow ties are better than others.

    hey-hey.

    The head teacher knocked on the table, sorted out the documents in his hand and put them aside, then took out another all-white paper and tore it into small pieces, "Okay, students, the students who have signed up for the election for class cadre have been counted, please.Several classmates came up to give a speech and canvassed votes for themselves. After the canvassing is over, please write the names of the representatives you think are competent for the undergraduate class on this piece of paper, and then vote together."

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