After listening to the resumes of these two players, Qiu Qiu looked at the stage blankly and tried to struggle: "Also ... are you still wanting to sign up?"

She is not good at fighting the enthusiasm of her classmates. She shouted in her heart: Can you come to a few normal people? Intersection

Xu Sheng sat all the way.

Xu Sheng, the player Xu Sheng, who was banned in the past, did not want to participate. If he participated, he would not have to play other classes. In addition, many people want to participate in the shift, and he doesn't want to grab the places with them, but just hear the lineup of the Seven Class Blackboard News Group, and it is inevitable that he feels shocked.

He couldn't sleep anymore. He looked down at the screen of the mobile phone, received the invitation of Zhang Feng's friend, and thought of the combination of work and rest, and rare the game.

Xu Sheng used a book to block in front of him, reporting to his boyfriend in advance: "I play with Zhang Feng."

Shao Zhan: "Fight, ask me what to do."

Xu Sheng laughed. He shrank in the corner, sitting without sitting, thinking that he had lowered his sense of existence, and he was still noticeable: "Report it, I'm afraid you are jealous."

Shao Zhan: "If I say I won't let you fight?"

Xu Sheng: "... Then I'll ask you."

S: I just play a game.

Zhang Feng hasn't played the game with Xu Sheng for more than two months: What are you doing recently?

When you talk about this Xu Sheng, you have something to say.

S: Recently, I am busy learning with me.

Zhang Feng:? Intersection

Xu Shengyan said that it was completely different from the past: You can study hard, there is no time to get away from the college entrance examination, you can learn it with me as the goal.

Qiu Qiu was on the stage and swept through the stage. She had a general understanding of the seven classmates, and she really couldn't find a suitable candidate. She was unconsciously attracted. In fact, the two grandfathers in the back row were really difficult It was ignored -so she saw Xu Sheng playing games, the teenager lowered her head and broken her hair in front of her eyes. When playing mobile phones, the people leaned back slightly. This book.

The teenager sitting on Xu Sheng was brushing the question. It seemed to be indulging in him. Before the book fell down, he reached out and supported it.

Qiu Qiu looked back and could only write down Tan Kai Yuan Ziqiang's name on the registration form.

After Qiu Qiu finished writing, his eyes were dark, and he felt that they were finished this time.

The blackboard newspaper competition is prepared for a week, and the selection will be selected next Friday. The title is very simple. It encourages them to actively go up and set two words: "picking the stars".

The classmates in the corridor are more visible to the naked eye. Every time I go to class, they shake in the corridor. They are high school students who work hard to make themselves in a boring life.

Hou Jun came over and said, "Seeing that group of people, they are all blackboards to report spies."

Xu Sheng: "?" This fucking spy?

Hou Jun explained: "I was responsible for coming to see how other classes were designed, and then I went back to improve my class. This is the case every year. The victory and defeat are particularly strong."

Xu Sheng is not able to understand, is the classmates of Linjiang VI Middle School have been idle at this point?

Qiu Qiu didn't have time to manage what other classes came out. She did a good job in the early typesetting design and planned to draw a starry sky: "The above is the starry sky, and then there is a row of people.

The third -class player of the kindergarten crayons Tan Kai Zheng nodded: "I can probably feel it."

Qiu Qiu didn't believe it, but this was the case, and he could only give it to Tan Kai.

Tan Kai is very confident: "Rest assured to me, no problem!"

The blackboard report has to wait for the background to be painted before writing on it. The manuscript was written by a writer, and the writer's poetry flourished. He has already conceived no less than three poems.

Xu Sheng said that he would not participate. After all, the seat was very close to the blackboard at the back, so it was difficult to ignore it. Sometimes there were not enough empty seats, so he took the initiative to get up and said, "Step on me."

Qiu Qiu: "Thank you, Brother Sheng, where are you sitting?"

"I'll just sit on the table." Xu Sheng can sit anywhere. During the lunch break, he sits directly on the desk to write questions, and says to them, "You guys use it first."

The progress of the blackboard report was slow. Qiu Qiu was very motivated at first. She had a very good control over the design and thinking of this blackboard report.

The day before the blackboard selection, Qiu Qiu's mentality completely collapsed.

During the evening self-study, Qiu Qiu went to the office, and after returning, he lay on the table and did not move. Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan came back from the office, and when they passed Qiu Qiu's seat, Xu Sheng habitually wanted to tease her: "Sister Qiu, have you finished your homework, lend me a copy?"

Qiu Qiu didn't speak, his shoulders shrugged slightly.

"..." Xu Sheng withdrew his hand, "Crying?"

Qiu Qiu's deskmate was a girl with glasses, she whispered: "Just now when we came back from the teacher's office, we heard someone in the corridor discussing the blackboard newspaper of our class, talking a little too much. Qiu Qiu was in a hurry. now..."

Shao Zhan has nothing to do with girls crying: "Don't look at me."

Xu Sheng is good at it, he patted Qiu Qiu lightly on the head: "Sister Qiu, I think our class's blackboard report is good-" These two days are exams, Xu Sheng has not paid attention to it for a few days, when it comes to this After looking at it, I swallowed the word "okay" back.

It's not very good.

Tan Kai perfectly displayed his level of the third prize in kindergarten, turning the starry sky into a large piece of colorful polka dots, not to mention the row of people below.

If their class really takes this thing to participate, don't think about it, it will definitely be at the bottom.

Xu Sheng added: "Although it's not satisfactory, the overall feeling is still very ... bright, this wave is novel and unique, whoever does not have eyes said, I and your brother Zhan will beat him. "

Shao Zhan rarely refuted.

Someone came to comfort him, but Qiu Qiu's shoulders shook even more.

She has a heavy sense of responsibility and has done her best to organize this event, but when she heard others say that about her class, she always felt that she did not do well, which added to her mental burden.

Qiu Qiu was about to wipe away her tears and say, "I'm fine", when she heard some movement on the side, and then felt that the paper that was originally under her arm was pulled out.

She thought about it before she remembered that the piece of paper was an application form.

Qiu Qiu was stunned for a while. He was still lying on his stomach. Looking through the gap between his arms, he saw a hand. The boy had slender fingers, holding a pen and filling in two strokes on the application form.

The handwriting was scribbled as always, and it looked very casual, as if it didn't take it seriously at all.

There are two more words in the registration column: Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng put down his pen. The air conditioner in the office was hot and the school uniform was open. He said, "I'll come."

Qiu Qiu didn't even know that standing in front of her was the Blackboard Demon King who had a 100% record in junior high school and was suspended for one year. She even forgot to cry: "...Are you kidding me?"

"..."

Anyway, I'm actually pretty good.

"I'll try it again." This was too troublesome to explain. In the end, Xu Sheng just said, "I've been out before and have experience."

Although Xu Sheng has achieved good grades now and rarely does things unrelated to his studies in class, he has never heard of him drawing.

Qiu Qiu didn't know if he wanted to change him to try it. In the end, Qiu Qiu's at the same table dispelled her concerns: "Qiu Qiu, anyway, it is the last one, and there will be no difference. "

Qiu Qiu: "..." You said this, although cruel, but real.

The situation has reached the worst level, and it is impossible to fall down again.

As a temporary rescue person, Xu Sheng almost didn't have any hope to him. After the late self -study, everyone returned to the bedroom one after another. Qiu Qiu originally wanted to stay for help. As a result, he soon left in the class and left him and Shao Zhan. There are also a bunch of leftover paintings and gouache pigments.

The teaching building after the late self -study was quiet. Except for the seven classes, the other classroom lights were turned off, and the sky outside was dark.

Shao Zhan knows his level and is not worried: "How long will it be changed."

Xu Sheng directly moved the table table and was convenient for standing. He squatted on the desk and turned to find the pigments and wet rags at hand: "The background color is finished, the part of the change can be wiped off with a rag. Simply change it for two or three hours. "

The most time -consuming job is to brush the background color. The whole blackboard must be blackened. Tan Kai's "wave dot" will be wiped off, and the time for painting stars will not spend too much time.

Shao Zhan stayed in the classroom and waited for him, finished two sets of questions, and saw Xu Sheng take off his coat.

The teenager stood on the desk, and from his perspective, the legs were pulled very long from this perspective. The original blackboard newspaper replaced a style -the original figure standing under the night sky was a neat row. On the stand, the fine stars were reflected from the night sky, gathered into a bright galaxy, and flowed into the hands of everyone.

The following people did not design the shadow, but there was no way to refine them one by one, and there was no time, so Xu Sheng directly piled up a gorgeous figure with large pieces of color, and the color impact was extremely strong.

It's hard to imagine that this is something that has been changed for more than two hours.

As soon as Xu Sheng took a brush, it was easy to care about other things. When he returned to his mind, he found that Shao Zhan packed up and leaned on the back seat for a long time: "What time is it?"

"Twelve o'clock."

Xu Sheng didn't realize that the time passed so fast, and put down the pigment in his hand: "It's almost the same."

Shao Zhan handed him the coat he took off: "Put it, come down."

Xu Sheng was able to draw up and down, and it was inconvenient to wear a coat.

After Xu Sheng wore a jacket, squatting down and squatting on the desk with colorful pigments, there was just a stars behind him. He originally wanted to ask "there is no place to change", but when he said, it became a sentence: "Brother, do you want to do something bad."

There are always people in the classroom. really want to do something in the classroom and ca n’t catch the opportunity.

At this moment, the classroom was empty, and the object was still around. Xu Sheng licked his lips and said, "For example, a kiss or something."

Shao Zhan's thoughts were slightly moved, and Xu Sheng still had a brush in his hand. As soon as he looked up at him, the boy's kiss with a clear breath directly pressed down. Xu Sheng was loosened, and the brush fell straight on the table.