Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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In the third class in the afternoon, when the self-study is over, Xiao Jin is correcting a set of math test papers he just made in this class, and copying a wrong question to the wrong question book. Her handwriting is neat and tidy, the font is both shape and spirit. On the chin, it is a pleasure to see her slender, white fingers holding a pen and writing.

After she finished copying the question, the same table gently touched her arm and whispered: "Go to the toilet?"

Girls going to the toilet together has almost become a kind of "culture" in the school.

Xiao Jin couldn't say it anymore, but remembered the figure of the suspected Class Two student Mu that he met in the teacher's office today, closed the wrong question book, and stood up and said, "Go."

The two went to the bathroom arm in arm, just passing by the door of the second class classroom. Xiao Jin pretended to inadvertently glanced in. The table was still empty, but the books on the table were gone. The classroom was crowded with people and squabbles. She had to take a closer look. She had already left the door of the second class with her classmates grabbing her arms.

Seeing her at the same table turning back from time to time, he turned around questioningly: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Jin smiled: "It's nothing."

The tablemate's eyes lit up: "Are there any handsome guys?"

Xiao Jin: "..." Raised her hand and flicked the opponent's forehead, and smiled, "You are a minor."

The same table said, "What's wrong with minors? Can't they fall in love with minors?" She lowered her voice and approached Xiao Jin and said, "We have a couple with the next class in our class."

Xiao Jin was slightly surprised.

The same table wondered: "You don't know?"

Xiao Jin shook her head.

Although she usually pays attention to interpersonal communication, it does not mean that she will spend most of her time paying attention to the social relationships of some less important people, so she really doesn't know who is in love in the class.

Xiao Jin asked awkwardly: "Which class next door?"

The same table said: "It's in the second class."

Xiao Jin paused and said, "...oh."

The same table is a chatter, and the bamboo tube pours beans and said: "The two of them knew each other during the inter-class exercise..."

Bala Bala Bala, from going to back, Xiao Jin returned to her seat, just when the class bell rang, she couldn't help but said, "I think it's better to focus on studying. It's easier to fall in love. Distract your energy."

The same table haha ​​said: "Don't look at my handsome guy with you every day. If there is a handsome guy chasing me, I won't agree. I have to study hard for college entrance examination."

Xiao Jin patted her on the shoulder maturely, imitating the head teacher's tone, and said solemnly: "Rus can teach you."

Tablemate: "Hahahaha, you are poisonous."

From then on, the class next door seemed to have some magic power. Xiao Jin looked in every time he passed by, but never saw the mysterious student Mu. She began to suspect that this classmate was not in the first grade, but the sister of the second and third year of high school, but the second and third year of high school are not the same building. After such a period of time, Xiao Jin gradually dispelled the idea of ​​getting to know each other.