The students who are full of youth during the day slowly calm down when they are studying at night.

It seems that the courage has set with the setting sun.

The evening self-study in high school also requires class, analyzing lecture notes, analyzing question types, or doing some exercises on key and difficult points.

The little fat man Zhang Ming became quiet as soon as he entered the classroom and returned to his position honestly.

"Come on, pass on the back. Do these two articles and review the next class." Chinese teacher Yu Luo stood on the podium, divided a stack of exercise papers into 6 stacks, and handed them to the first table of each group.

I was afraid that my classmates would chat together, so the classroom was full of single seats. You Huo glanced at it and saw that there were 46 people in this class, and there were a group of two tables empty.

As soon as he and Qin Jue entered the classroom, they attracted everyone's attention. The little ghosts stretched their necks and whispered through the aisle.

"Who are these two?" "I don't know, I saw it just now in the "playing field."

"I heard it was invited by the principal."

"What are you asking for?"

"What else can I do... I can even know with my toes."

"How to catch ghosts?"

"Dance God?"

"What does the dance master look like?!"

This is a boy.

“…”

“!!!”

This is a girl.

They didn't say anything, they grabbed a girl's arm nearby and shook it hard. It was enough to rely on their expressions and eyes, and they didn't have to touch their mouths.

This is Yan Gou's tacit understanding.

You "Huo" walked to the empty seat and pulled out the chair and sat down.

Qin Jue sat behind him.

Although the chairs were empty and no one sat in these two positions, there were books and pencil bags on the table. Perhaps the student who was originally sitting here was injured and did not come.

Those little kids turned around and looked around by passing the papers.

Yu Luo cleared his throat while holding the podium. The little ghosts turned their heads back, their eyes were still aiming, and they were still not satisfied.

It made her angry and funny.

She thought to herself that if she looked at the handsome guy a few more times, she would not have nightmares. The principal could post photos of these two people all over the land of China.

Unfortunately, it is impossible.

The short-term stimulation could not achieve that effect at all. She knew these little bastards too well.

Sure enough, the students quickly became honest and buried themselves in the paper.

Only the girls at the end of this group were still blushing.

She put the extra paper on You Huo's table, glanced at him and Qin Jue quietly, and said, "Do you want it?"

Before You Huo's answer, she said "Give it" and hurriedly turned back.

The paper stopped when it reached You's "Misfortune" and did not pass it back.

After all, this is done for students, so they don’t need it.

You "Huo" opened the paper casually, lowered his eyes and glanced at reading the article.

Yu Luo followed the proposal of the psychological room and specially selected two humorous readings, which distracted students' attention on the one hand, and relieved the atmosphere at night on the other hand.

I have good intentions and don’t know if it will be useful to students.

You "Huo" looked at it with all his eyes, but no one spoke in the classroom.

The cold white lights fell...

In a quiet state, someone pointed his back with his fingers.

Very light and a little itchy.

You's drooping eyebrows and eyes moved for a moment, but his eyes still fell on the paper.

After a while, he leaned back, leaned against Qin Jue's table, and turned his head.

He was waiting for Qin Jue to speak.

But after a few seconds, there was a silence behind me and there was no further information.

You "Huo" turned around.

Qin Jue leaned on the back of the chair, put one hand on the table, and twisted a pen between his fingers.

His eyes fell on You Huo's side face, and he seemed to be in a moment of excitement.

But when Yu Huo turned around, he came back to his senses.

There were students in the classroom muttering quietly, and some people were borrowing refills and correcting liquids, all of which were very quiet.

The rustling sound of the pen tip and the test paper became the background.

Qin Jue just looked at You Huo for a few seconds, raised his chin and whispered: "Suddenly I forgot what I want to say, you can continue."

You "Huo" glanced at him, his back still facing the edge of the table.

No students muttered at this moment, and the classroom was quiet again.

He didn't say anything and turned back after a while.

Qin Jue turned the pen around, and You Huo suddenly raised his hand, handed a paper backward, and landed on Qin Jue's table.

In addition to the printed topics, there are two handwritten traces on the paper.

One is the name column, and someone filled in "Mr. B".

Another thing is to read the horizontal line of the first question, and there is another sentence - the student in front is Han Ling.

The little fat man's enthusiasm is useful, at least he has given them some information.

Including some people who dare not tell the teacher.

for example……

This dream game was actually passed on from their class, and the first person to play it was Han Ling.

She flipped through an old book in the library, with yellowed pages and produced in an unknown era of the last century. It was priced at 0.36 yuan, which was particularly suitable for feudal "fan" letters.

Students of this age are most curious, especially for such striking things.

Han Ling took down the game content and pulled three other friends to try it out.

Maybe she had thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night. She just threw away a very expensive pen and dreamed of finding it back at night. As soon as she opened her eyes halfway, the pen was next to her pillow.

This happens in the middle of the night, which is actually very scary.

At that moment, Han Ling did not feel happy, but was shocked and woke up.

According to the fat man, Han Ling did not dare to move that night. She stared at the pen and froze for more than two hours. It was not until her roommate got up and went to the bathroom that she was brave enough to sit up.

That night, she and her roommate didn't sleep anymore, and they just stared at each other with the pen.

The next day, the game spread.

Later, when one person spreads it, ten or ten, the source became blurred when thousands of people in the school were confused.

Later, such a big thing happened, they dared not mention it to the public.

...

You "Huo" and Qin Jue chose to stay in the classroom just to talk to Han Ling.

Qin Jiao looked at the sloppy handwriting on the paper, pressed against the turning pen, and replied a sentence across the line.

In just two seconds, You Huo's back was poked again.

Qin Jue folded the paper a few more, and directly crossed his shoulders and threw it on the table.

You "Huo" opened it and saw Qin Zuo replying - Teacher Jia, as far as I see, there are six students in front of you. Are you referring to the little girl who blushed when she sees you?

You 『回』: "…”

Although I know this is a joke, this is inexplicably a bit wrong.

You "Huo" moved his lips, held the pen and looked at it expressionlessly for a while, and then put down the pen and did not plan to go back.

***

The first self-study class passed in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the bell rang, the students suddenly came to life.

The sound of zippers of the pencil bags and folding the papers one after another, and the sound of chatting was buzzing.
To be continued...