The flower of the high mountain of the school bully [wearing the book]

15

The language teacher didn't focus on too many points, but Huaizhou wrote it carefully, and there were still a few pencil words left before the end of class that had not been covered with a gel pen.

    The next class is physical education. After the bell rang, the students in Class 7 walked out of the classroom one after another.

    After a few minutes, only three or five students remained in the classroom.

    Huaizhou finished writing the last word in the textbook, raised his head and stretched, rubbing his sore neck.

    It was the first time he took Chinese class so seriously.

    When he was done, he admired his work with satisfaction with his pen in his mouth.

    Huaizhou is 1.85 meters tall, with long hands and feet, and it is difficult to accommodate his tall body in the narrow desk position.

    He sat in the last row, and often liked to lean the back of the chair against the back wall, with the legs of the chair half-dangling.

    He also put his hands behind his head against the wall, and swayed leisurely like sitting in a rocking chair.

    Lan Wanwan was also copying notes from her seat.

    She couldn't see Huaizhou's dangerlang's appearance with Erlang's legs crossed and a pen in his mouth. She couldn't help but say a few words to him.

    "How old are you, you still hold a pen, don't pay attention to hygiene, and you don't tilt that chair, be careful to squat with a big butt!"

    Huaizhou always felt that the tablemate was someone who could nagging more than his grandma, what? Love to worry about everything.

    He has always ignored Lan Wanwan's words.

    Until another girl in the class screamed in surprise.

    "Ning Qiu! Why did you come to our class?"

    Huaizhou's body was shocked, he quickly took off the pen in his mouth, put down his upturned legs, and sat upright in front of the desk with his back straight.

    He looked a little unnatural.

    Ning Qiu shouldn't have seen the disfigured look just now, right?

    Lan Wanwan saw his reaction in his eyes, and felt a lot of relief. Her tablemate finally listened and persuaded her.

    "I'll get my language book."

    Ning Qiu smiled softly at the girl and walked to Huaizhou's table.

    The next class was physical education. Seeing that Huaizhou had not returned the book, she came to get it in person.

    Huaizhou reluctantly returned the textbook to her, "There are a few annotations that I didn't finish in class. It took a few minutes between classes, and I didn't have time to send it to you."

    Ning Qiu had a faint smile on his face . , opened the language book and glanced at it, the crooked words were ugly, but they were written neatly.

    After all, it was asking people to help write notes, and Ning Qiu was not too demanding, just being able to read the handwriting was enough.

    "It's okay, thank you for helping me remember the key points."

    Huaizhou saw that she didn't despise her ugly words, and her heart was slowly falling to the ground.

    "It turned out to be Ning Qiu's book."