Time is spent slowly.

It has been two weeks since the National Day holiday.

It's Thursday again, one morning.

There was a little noisy in the classroom. Those who had breakfast had breakfast, those who copied homework, and those who copied homework, the narrow corridors came and went, you were next to me, and I was next to you.

I was busy counting the homework of each subject in their group.

Chinese, physics, mathematics, and a lot of homework. She was so busy that she was a little messy, and the table was in a mess.

The homework of the group behind them is not included, because they all handed in the latest ones, claiming that they would not hand over the homework if they didn’t ring the bell.

I counted quietly, and An Yue had not handed in her math paper.

She turned around and wanted to call An Yue, but she opened her mouth but threw herself into nothing, and she was not in the seat.

She was a little strange and glanced around.

This time, he met the confession behind him with an unbiased look. He was tilting his head to drink water, his fair throat was exposed, and his forearm was holding the water bottle with smooth lines.

Both of them were a little stunned.

Chen Shu paused, opened his mouth and took a sip of water, and slowly twisted the bottle cap tightly with his slender fingers.

His dark and dark gaze locked her, and after swallowing the saliva casually, he smiled at her casually.

Quiet paused and turned around.

Since that tutoring class, every time she and Chen Shu looked at each other casually in the class, there was always a strange atmosphere. Even she didn't know why, as if there was a strange magnetic field only existed between them.

It was obvious that the two of them did nothing.

As the front and back desk, sometimes she needs to pass things back, or when he handed over something, she turned around and said, looking at her clearly.

She didn't dare to look directly at him.

Within two weeks, Chen Shu would occasionally send her a text message asking her about a short question such as whether she had eaten or sleeping.

Sometimes I go back to you.

Just a few simple words.

Then that person is like rewarding the itinerary.

Well, I'm having a meal, too.

I've also slept, good night or something.

There were no other outrageous words or actions.

She thought for a while and forgot it. Then she put aside her thoughts and searched around for a while before she found An Yue.

An Yue bent down next to Shen Shujun and was asking a math problem.

Yan Jing shouted at her.

An Yue waved her hand and said without looking back: "When I ask this question, I will give you homework later."

Quiet is a bit strange.

Since the second place in the moon exam, An Yue's eyes have slowly turned from Chen Shu to Shen Shujun. Now she will ask Shen Shujun questions whenever she has time. Sometimes she is not convinced and she will defend herself when she discusses with Shen Shujun.

The academic atmosphere between the two is getting stronger and stronger.

Keep your homework aside quietly.

I read the ancient poems I have to recite in silent Chinese class later.

Someone shook her chair behind her.

She knew that it was a statement, and he always called her in this special way, neither calling her name nor patting her on the shoulder.

He has long legs and can always reach her chair, light, not very heavy.

Look back quietly.

Chen Shu looked at her leisurely, smiled in his mouth, tilted his head slightly, he supported the table with his elbow, held the physical homework in his hand, and handed it to her.

He raised his chin slightly: "Here, I'll give you homework."

Yin Jing nodded and took it, then turned around.

After putting down her homework, she continued to recite the ancient poem silently, but less than half a minute later, the person behind her shook her chair again.

Quietly pursed his lips and turned around.

A book of English homework was handed to her again.

Chen Shu was still smiling lazyly, looking at her with dark eyes.

"Operation."

An Jing let out a sigh of relief, took the notebook, turned around and put it neatly.

She continued to recite the ancient poem silently, paused, but found that she had forgotten some of the contents she recited before, so she hurriedly opened the book and looked at it.

The chair below swayed again.

An Jing finally couldn't help it and turned around and glared at him.

He shouted softly, "What are you doing?"

His tone was a little angry, a little tolerant, and a little sweet.

Chen Shu smiled and said in a low voice: "The last homework is here."

Before An Jing, he was his chemistry work.

She took it with angrily, but couldn't help but whisper: "Can't you give it to me at once?"

Why is she so idle? She is still carving an ancient poem. She was interrupted by him many times and almost couldn't remember it. The teacher will be sucked to memorize it later.

Chen Shu touched the tip of his nose and suddenly leaned towards her.

For a moment, An Jing didn't react and was a little stunned. She was still in the class. I didn't know what he was going to do, so she quickly leaned back and widened her eyes.

The girl in front of her had water in her eyes, and she was as treacherous as a deer.

Chen Shuo did not get close to him anymore, but just supported his chin casually, shrugged his shoulders innocently, and said softly: "I just want you to look back at me."

His voice was a little low and dumb, but every word was clear.

An Jing was stunned, took a breath, didn't know what to say, so she took over the homework and turned around suddenly.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the homework in her hands, feeling a little confused. She made up her mind to never look back next time.

He always talks randomly.

Song Si and Xu Jiaye looked at Chen Shu's actions in amazement. Others might not have seen them, but they were behind him. They were all right behind him when he approached others these times.

Song Si swallowed and asked the people around him secretly, "Is this still Ah Shu? What is he doing? Why do he always harass other girls?"

Xu Jiaye lay on the table and cut, "I'm not harassing, I'm talking so much about these love words."

As Xu Jiaye said, he imitated the statement's posture, grimaced, and said sarcastically: "I just want you to look back and see me more."

Song Si and Zhou Qi both slapped the table and laughed.

Chen Shu turned his head, pressed against the corner of his mouth, turned around, and swung Xu Jiaye's head with one arm, squinted his eyes and said, "I think you want to die."

Xu Jiaye stuck out his tongue and pretended to cough a few times, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, boss, let me go."

Chen Shu snorted, let go of his arms, leaned lazily against their table, closing his eyes and calming his mind.

Song Si laughed at Xu Jiaye wildly, and after laughing, he coughed.

He stretched out his arms and patted Chen Shu, handed his own homework to him, and said leisurely: "Ashu, please help me with my homework."

Chen Shu raised his eyes and looked at the thin back of the table in front of him. He seemed to be able to foresee the angry little face, the person who was usually very quiet, seemed to be inflamed in his eyes when he got furious.

The statement said indifferently: "Don't go."

Song Si was puzzled, "For Mao, if you are close, please hand it to me."

Chen Shu lowered his head and played with his phone, throwing it to him in a word.

"You want to go by yourself."

If he goes again, the little fairy will probably be really angry.

Song Si sneered.

He got up and pulled open the chair, circled around, walked to Yan Jing's back, patted her on the shoulder, "Take..."

Before he could say anything, the girl in front of him turned around and glared at him impatiently, shouting: "Are you annoying?"

The air was silent for a moment, and it was silent for a few seconds.

It was a bit embarrassing to look at each other.

When An Jing turned around, it was Song Si, and the last ending sound slowly shrank.

They were all quiet nearby, and the people around them looked at them for no reason.
To be continued...