In a blink of an eye, it was Friday.

In the early morning, in the classroom, some people bent down and ate breakfast secretly, while others recited words quietly in their seats.

Everyone is busy in an orderly manner, and occasionally there are sparse conversations.

Gradually, the classroom was full of people, and there was a bang in the back door.

The whole class looked backward.

Song Sizhou and others entered the classroom with a smile.

Chen Shu walked in the last one, sleepy eyes, and half of his body was golden when the sun shone in the morning. He seemed to have not woken up all day, and he was not interested in anything and was indifferent.

He sat lazily, threw his bag into the desk, then turned out his baseball cap and covered it on his head, and then lay on the table and fell asleep like this.

Quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Their row of homework is placed on the table.

Last time the teacher was running for class committee, he also selected the team leader of each row, specially collected the homework of each row, checked the statistics and handed over to the class representative.

Somehow, when the head teacher arrived at their row, he looked at him, pointed at him casually, and lit up quiet.

Two or three are at their table.

If you don’t choose An Yue, it’s possible that she is the squad leader and is already busy enough.

Not choosing a statement... it's also true.

In fact, An Jing doesn’t like it very much. From childhood to adulthood, this kind of group leader and class cadres can escape if they can. She doesn’t like to cause trouble for others, nor does she like to ask for trouble for herself.

It seems that there are still ten minutes left to go to class.

She turned around.

Chen Shuo was carelessly lying on the table. His messy black hair was occasionally a few of them were slapped out.

An Jing thought of what Guo Jiao said, saying that she didn't like being disturbed when she was sleeping.

She pursed her lips and spoke hesitantly: "Student."

No response.

She called again: "Classmate?"

An Jing suddenly realized that there were black earphones in his ears.

She stretched her arms and gently pushed his shoulders.

The person in front of him still had no movement.

Just as she wanted to push again, she suddenly grabbed her wrist with one hand. An Jing was startled and almost exclaimed.

I saw the person who was originally lying on the table slowly raised his head, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyes were slightly raised, and his dark eyes were filled with obvious impatience and a hint of breath.

His hands are very strong and his joints are clear. His slender fingers can hold the quiet, slender and tender wrists with a slight grasp.

Chen Shu was disturbed by someone, and just about to get angry, he raised his head and saw An Jing, tender and clean face, and choked on his words.

He slowly took off one earphone and frowned: "What?"

Quietly pursed his lips and moved his eyes to his hands.

Chen Shu glanced over, and he was still holding someone's wrist.

Xu Jiaye was bored, looked at the situation for a while, and poked Song Si beside him with his elbow.

Song Si was copying his homework in a hurry: "What are you doing? Don't quarrel with me."

Xu Jiaye: "Brother, there is something happening ahead."

Song Si: "With your mother's situation, now the big situation is not as good as my homework or not.

Xu Jiaye: "Tsk, look, there is really something going on this time. Ah Shu grabbed someone's hand and kept not putting it down!"

"Damn, what is Ah Shu doing?"

Chen Shu slowly let go of his hand, and his dark and deep eyes continued to stare at her, with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

Yin Jing lowered her eyes and rubbed her wrists, and her voice was gentle: "Submit homework."

Chen Shu glanced at her wrist and frowned.

A red hard piece suddenly appeared on the white and tender wrist.

Why is he so cute? He didn't use much effort. His palm was filled with the fleeting touch.

He didn't move, his eyes were open there casually.

After a moment, he turned around slowly, pulled out some of his homework at Song Si's hand, and handed it to her.

Wen Jing took the notebook, then stood up, walked around him, and walked to Song Si.

"Student, hand in homework."

"Oh, wait a moment." Song Si came to his senses and found that Chen Shu had taken away his own homework and shouted: "Why are you taking it away? I haven't copied the English test yet."

"Why are you copying so slowly? I've copied it all." Xu Jiaye gave him his test paper and said, "Hey, remember to change the answers, don't copy them all."

Song Si gave the other homework to An Jing and said with a compliment: "Wait for the English test papers again, I'll give you five minutes soon."

Nodded quietly and returned to his seat.

She coded her homework neatly at the table and counted it carefully. She found that only two English papers were missing.

Then quietly spread out the Chinese books and recite the ancient poems to be written today.

An Yue was called by the head teacher and returned to the classroom at this time. She found An Jing and said, "Teacher Li said that the blackboard newspaper should be prepared before next Friday, so you can discuss it with Ji Yuan."

Nodded quietly.

Ji Yuan is a classmate who is in charge of the blackboard newspaper with her this time. She writes and is the main painting.

Continue to recite ancient poems quietly.

Suddenly the chair was shaken.

She lowered her head and found that the long legs of the person behind her were stretched out, and her toes were hooked on her chair.

She looked back.

Chen Shu handed her two papers expressionlessly and said indifferently: "Homework."

An Jing held the corner of the paper with her hands and took it.

Twitched, no twitched.

The statement was not let go.

Looking at him quietly, the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Until quietly frowns.

Chen Shuo lowered his eyes first and sneered. His hands casually relaxed.

Wen Jing turned around and paused for a moment, she pursed her lips.

After a moment, she picked up her homework and stood up to hand it over to the representatives of each subject.

During the afternoon school hours, people in the classroom were exposed one after another.

At the end of the classroom, a table was placed with chalk of various colors.

An Jing had roughly outlined the location of the blackboard newspaper. She discussed with Ji Yuan that she would draw first, and after she finished drawing, she would find an empty space to write something.

Chen Shuo returned to the second floor at this time. He walked halfway through and found that he had forgotten his phone in the classroom.

He entered the class through the front door. Only the lights were turned on in the second half of the classroom. A thin and delicate girl stood on a stool facing the blackboard.

Chen Shu glanced at his back and knew who it was.

She was shoulder-length hair loosely tied behind her head, black and soft. She held the phone in one hand and chalk in the other hand and wrote on the blackboard. She was facing the phone from time to time.

The delicate and delicate wrists are in sharp contrast with the pitch-black blackboard.

It was a pity that Chen Shuo stood there and watched for a while.

“What are you drawing?”

A low and pleasant voice suddenly echoed in the open classroom.

An Jing was shocked by surprise and supported the blackboard with her hands, almost unable to stand firm.

She turned around.

Chen Shu leaned obliquely against the edge of the door, stood in the shadow, with his hands in his pockets, and looked at her lazily. His black baseball cap blocked his face and couldn't see clearly.

He asked again: "What are you drawing?"

"Luffy." The sound in the empty classroom became more and more obvious.

Chen Shu nodded: "Why draw him?"

"Because of him."
To be continued...