On the first day of school, the class has not yet officially started. Apart from the class meeting, it is the summer homework collection. However, because it is the third year of high school, the evening self-study class is still the same.

As a prospective college entrance examination candidate, the students have become much more conscious. The discipline in the class is obviously much better than in the second year of high school, and there is no need for the director of the grade department to knock on the door. After the preparatory bell was called, the class quickly became quiet.

After not seeing him for a holiday, Shi Sang was full of words to say. After the bell was called, he didn't see him turning his head away, but he just lowered his voice as expected.

Xie Yan sat in his seat when he came back from the cafeteria and didn't move. He had a headphone in his ear and was working on the title of the book "Fifth Three".

I don’t know if he listened to what Shi Sang said.

Until the preparatory bell rang, Xie Yan finally gave Shi Sang a reaction, who had not stopped for half an hour: He raised his hand, pressed his hand against Shi Sang's head, and pushed him back from the empty space where the bookshelf.

Half a second later, Shi Sang came back again.

He seemed very dissatisfied with Xie Yan's sudden pushing him away, and lowered his voice and glared at him: "What are you doing, brother? I haven't finished speaking yet."

Xie Yan pulled off the earphone in his ear, and reminded him without raising his eyelids: "Stop talking, class is coming."

"No." Shi Sang turned around and looked at the hanging table on the wall in front of him, "It's only six:50, and there are still ten minutes before class."

Xie Yan's eyes were still on math problems, and he replied casually: "Are you tired?"

Shi Sang: "No."

Xie Yan: "Stop, I'm tired of hearing."

"Why are your ears tired?" Shi Sang said dissatisfiedly, "You haven't taken off your headphones, and you're still lowering your head to do the question. I've said so many things, do you hear three sentences?"

Yo?

Very self-aware.

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows and finally raised his head.

He leaned back on the back of the chair, loosely resting his left hand on the window ridge, and his right hand resting on the table. A black water pen turned between his slender finger bones, his expression dissipated: "It's almost the same, at least I've heard these words."

"..." Shi Sang asked, "What about those I said before?"

"Hmm?" Xie Yan was surprised and asked him with his chin, "Have you spoken before?"

"..." Shi Sang said, "I knew you were perfunctory."

"Since you know, then shut up." Xie Yan turned the pen in his hand twice, and then knocked a cap on Shi Sang's head without hesitation, signaling him to get out quickly, "Turn your head over."

"No, let's talk for a while?" Shi Sang touched the place where he knocked, but he didn't feel any pain. "I haven't seen you for a summer vacation, why are you still so unenthusiastic?"

Xie Yan turned around the black water pen in his hand, and then the water pen fell, and the tip of the pen passed through the paper, and two known conditions were hooked out. His eyes looked a little cold because he was too focused: "Apart from my girlfriend, I only keep my passion for learning."

Shi Sang, who was inexplicably stuffed with a mouthful of dog food: "..."

Just study, and you have to add the previous sentence?

He doesn't have eyes, he doesn't know how to see it himself?
Chapter completed!