The private school where Xing Li studied, Baiqi High School, is located a distance from home. He has to get up earlier than others every day, walk twenty minutes to the subway station, then take the subway to pass through two stations, and then take a while to the school.

It sounds like a lot of trouble, but in Xing Li's words, these twenty minutes of walking are also a good morning exercise, so that I, who is immersed in mental work, will not become a pretty fat man.

After the security check, Xing Li was bored waiting for the car on the platform.

At this time, a very conspicuous person appeared in the crowd and trotted towards him while waving his hand.

“Hey~”

Xing Li looked in the sound.

The man was wearing the same short-sleeved school uniform as Xing Li. His skin was very white, his body was thin and slender, his bangs were over his eyebrows, his chin was pointed, his face was a bit feminine, and he had a neutral beauty inside and outside. At first glance, he was the kind that was particularly liked by girls. Just looking at him, he couldn't help but want to punch him in the face!

His name is "Mu Xun". Since Xing Li's junior high school, he is the only guy who can't even drive away...

"Oh, Boss Xing is very early today!"

Mu Xun approached and greeted Xing Li, keeping a smile from beginning to end.

"oh."

"Hey, so cold, did something happen this morning?"

"You are so long-winded. Are you my mother?" Xing Li said impatiently.

However, Mu Xun looked used to Xing Li's savage tongue and smiled and translated: "Is it just that 'nothing special'? I always feel like you are fooling me."

"Tsk, why do you always ask questions about such irrelevant issues?"

His old classmate is still as sharp as ever, just like a woman.

On the way to the topic, the sound of the tram wheels rubbing against the rails came, and the subway soon stopped in front of the platform.

There were many people waiting for the car on the platform. In order to squeeze into the subway in time to grab a seat, Xing Li and Mu Xun immediately gave up their preparations for lineup and jumped into it like carp leaping on the dragon gate, successfully snatching two consecutive seats.

Their Dongcheng is not as good as the Imperial Capital, but it is just a third-tier city. However, the number of subway people at peak work and school is still not inferior. It is better to be able to sit down comfortably.

Nothing special happened on the way to school, and the ordinary climbing up the hill reached the school.

Before entering the classroom, Xing Li and Mu Xun were watched by female classmates along the way as usual

"Mu today is also very good, and her side looks are just like a painting."

"When I walked, my hair was still shaking, so cute~"

"I went to school with Xing Li today. The two of them have a good relationship. Is there anything behind them... Guhehehe."

The fingers around me have never stopped since the beginning.

And in the end, it seemed that he heard some amazing gossip. Xing Li tried his best to restrain himself and not express his dissatisfaction on his face.

Madon, I'm not a gay man!

"Hey, what about you?"

Mu Xun smiled and pushed him over with his shoulders.

Xing Li replied with a pity look.

This guy probably didn't listen to the fujoshi's speech, otherwise he wouldn't have laughed so refreshedly.

I really envy his ear that can choose to miss the hearing.

When they arrived at the classroom of Class 1, Grade 2, Xing Li and Mu Xun sat back on their seats.

Seeing that as soon as Mu Xun sat down, a plural girl surrounded him when she saw the opportunity, Xing Li glanced at him with contempt, turned around and chatted with her deskmate who couldn't even get a name in this book.

Baiqi does not recommend male and female deskmates at high school, so Xing Li's next seat is of course also a boy. Specifically, he is an otaku wearing glasses. Before the ringtone rang, they chatted for a while at the Fighting Club, Mozart and syphilis, but soon with the arrival of the teacher, the formal class began.

If there is a book, it will be long and not a book, it will be short.

Time passed, at 5:30 pm, the sun was about to set, and it was dusk. Everyone was finally liberated from the day's course, and the students in the classroom scattered like they were in a hurry to go to the toilet.

"Leave Xingli."

Mu Xun greeted him as usual, but this time Xing Li did not leave with him as usual, and waved his hand: "You can go back by yourself today, there are more things to deal with."

"Oh... well, don't play outside too late."

"Talk!"

Mu Xun had no intention of asking questions, and laughed and left simply.

This is also his unique feature - he is very good at observing his expression and grasping the right attitude, and knowing how to do so as not to cause trouble.

Perhaps it is because of this that Mu Xun was the deputy class monitor from the first to the second year of high school... Well, don't think about it. How could an arrogant guy like Xing Li be willing to be a subordinate and be a teacher? The real class monitor is a cold four-eyed woman, and this guy is also one of Mu Xun's believers.

Xing Li slowly packed up his shoulder bag, walked half of the person in the classroom before standing up, leaving the classroom, and walking to the fourth floor of the teaching building.

From the fourth to the fifth floor are empty classrooms, art rooms, music rooms and other special classrooms. They are not allowed to enter when there is no class.

The school obviously does not think that anyone will break in because all these classrooms are locked, and there has been no criminal record, so even the security guards don’t patrol here, let alone the current period when school has just ended.

This gave Xing Li an opportunity to take advantage of it.

He came here to find the legendary 'the witch of the art room'.

The art room is rarely open to ordinary students. This is a classroom specially prepared for art students. Through the glass window, you can see that it is filled with painting tools, paints, sketches and oil paintings left by students, and even half-body statues.

Maybe it was because it was placed too messy and the light was dim, so staring at it would gradually make you feel creepy, as if something was hiding in the shadow of the pile of miscellaneous things staring at people.

Having said that, the school’s art teacher seemed to be his fans, and asked him for autographs, claiming that he had visited the garbage art exhibition held locally at the age of twelve... Well, he is a very insightful guy.

Xing Li suppressed the pride of the corner of his mouth, came to the door of the art room, twisted the door handle, and pushed the door open-he clearly heard the sound of the closed door lock opening with a "click".
Chapter completed!