"I lost." Ninomiya stood there, not caring about his sore and red wrists, "You can do whatever you want with me."

"Disposal or something...are you from the Edo period?" Futaba Cheng sighed speechlessly. He glanced at Miyashiro Yuyou who was standing not far away, "No matter how much you dislike Miyashiro-san, you still can't.

You have no right to prevent others from coming to school."

Ninomiya said nothing, but was a little surprised by Futaba Makoto's behavior.

"Okay, I don't have anything else to say."

After saying that, Futaba Cheng returned to Gongbai Yuyou without looking back. Looking at the expressionless girl, he smiled: "Class is over, let's go back."

After seeing that Futaba Cheng was not injured, Gong Baiyu nodded slightly.

Watching Futaba Cheng and Gong Shiro Yuyou's backs gradually disappear, Ninomiya slowly picked up the bamboo knife that fell on the ground. At this time, the weak girl also trotted over.

When she saw Ninomiya's injured wrist, her face was full of panic: "Yes, President, your hand is very serious."

"It's okay, just go to the infirmary and get a bandage."

"Wait for me, President."

…

Futaba Cheng and Gongbai Yuyou returned to the classroom. At this time, almost everyone in the class cast their eyes over——

The teacher was a bald old man. He didn't make things too difficult for the two top students in the first and second grades. Even though he was already late for a long time, he just coughed lightly: "Now that you're back, hurry up and sit down in your seat."

All right."

Futaba Cheng nodded and returned to his seat with Gong Bai Yuyou.

"Then, turn to page 78 of the book..." Perhaps because he was afraid that Futaba Makoto and the others would not know what they were talking about now, the teacher also emphasized the number of pages in the book.

Futaba Cheng took out his textbook. He first glanced at Nana in the morning and found that she was looking at the blackboard intently, with an expressionless face that showed no joy or sorrow.

Futaba Cheng had no choice but to hold his face with one hand and yawned as if he was sleepy.

Sure enough, he still had to explain it to Nana. After all, it would not be good if the misunderstanding continued, but he didn't know how to speak. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Nana look so angry and aggrieved for a long time.

Did you do something wrong?

Futaba Makoto began to doubt himself.

Inadvertently, he suddenly noticed that Gong Bai Yuyou beside him seemed to be observing him, his eyes were as calm as ever, like the ancient water in a deep well that was difficult to make waves.

Futaba Cheng was a little confused, so he mouthed and asked: What's wrong?

Gong Baiyuyou shook his head gently.

Futaba Cheng had no choice but to continue the class. Less than half a minute later, he turned his head again - at this time, Gong Bai Yuyou's eyes were still on him.

Futaba Cheng: "..."

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou handed over the notebook——

[I don’t have a textbook.]

"So that's the reason...Teacher." Futaba Cheng looked at it and then raised his hand, attracting side glances from the students.

The teacher also asked: "What's wrong, Futaba-san?"

"Miyashiro-kun doesn't have any textbooks, so I'll share the table with her," said Futaba Makoto.

"Okay." The teacher nodded, there was no problem.

Futaba Cheng stood up and put his table together with Gong Shiro Yuyou's table. After sitting down, the fragrance on the tip of his nose became stronger. Gong Shiro Yuyou always had a refreshing floral fragrance,

Don't know where it came from either.

Little did he know that this scene fell in the eyes of Nana in the morning, but it made her tighten her skirt.

Obviously I just want to sit closer to Ah Cheng, this big carrot chicken.

Futaba Cheng didn't notice Nana's reaction in the morning. He spread the textbook flat in the middle of the desk: "Okay."

Class continued, and Futaba Makoto, who was short of sleep, quickly fell asleep due to his biological clock.

Gong Bai Yuyou looked away from the textbook at this time, only to find Futaba Cheng lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

Futaba Makoto was very quiet when he was sleeping. His eyebrows were as straight as swords, his nose was high and his face was as tough as a knife. Even when he was sleeping at this time, he always attracted people's attention.

Gong Baiyuyou looked at him.

The next second later, she took out her notebook and started scribbling. After about a minute, a comic-looking Futaba Makoto appeared in her notebook.

Miyashiro Yuyou skillfully started to storyboard, and then in the comic squares, boys and girls appeared in simple strokes. The boy's appearance was very similar to Futaba Makoto's comic image, and the girl was a girl with long black hair.

The three-no girl with beady eyes.

The first cartoon square: boys sleeping in class.

The second cartoon square: After the girl noticed it, she sneaked under the table.

The third cartoon square: The boy woke up immediately, looked around in panic and whispered to the girl.

The fourth comic square:...

Stop writing.

Gong Shiro Yuyou recalled the material that she and Futaba Cheng had taken in the classroom before, and seemed to have found new inspiration.

But in this case, you have to collect more materials.

Gong Baiyuyou drew in her notebook, her eyes trembling.

At this time, the teacher who was teaching on the podium noticed Gong Bai Yuyou's appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

It is very valuable for an outstanding classmate like Yuyou Gongshiro to be able to take notes seriously in class. It is no wonder that she can become the top grader. As for Futaba who sleeps next to her... she must also be reviewing very late every night.

sleep.

What two good kids.

The teacher continued to teach, and his volume increased a lot, for fear that the students in the back row would not be able to hear him.

After sleeping for two classes in a row, Futaba Cheng woke up leisurely.

The table was still shared with Gong Shirayu. After Futaba Cheng yawned, he discovered what Gong Shirayu was drawing on the side.

Although he was a little curious, he didn't take a peek.

It's impossible to draw a notebook in school in broad daylight. If someone discovers it, he will be killed on the spot.

The third period was physical education. Tetsuya Takahashi came over:

"A-Cheng, we have to change clothes. There will be physical education class later."

"Okay." Futaba Cheng nodded and glanced at Gong Bai Yuyou, "I'm going to change clothes. Didn't you bring any sportswear?"

After all, he had never seen Gong Bai Yuyou's backpack, not only the textbooks for class, but maybe even sportswear.

Gong Baiyuyou shook her head and motioned to Futaba Cheng to change clothes.

"Then I'll leave first." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he stood up and left the classroom with Takahashi Tetsuya, but he still subconsciously thought about whether it would be okay if Gong Shiro Yuyu was alone without even wearing a doll costume.

Walking in the aisle outside the classroom, Tetsuya Takahashi finally couldn't help but ask:

"I'm talking about Cheng, what is your relationship with Gong Bai?"

"What's the relationship?" Futaba Cheng thought for a moment and stretched out his finger, "Strictly speaking, comrades in arms."

"Comrade?"

"It can also be said to be an ant on a rope." Futaba Makoto said.

Takahashi Tetsuya looked at Futaba Cheng, and after a few seconds he suddenly sighed: "But why do I feel like you are in love?"
Chapter completed!