Hou Mo was afraid that Sui Hou Yu would die if he fell asleep. After Sui Hou Yu helped him apply medicine, he did not doze off again and attended class seriously.

He is quite lazy. He relies on his good memory and basically doesn't take notes. Today, he took a pen and drew two strokes on the textbook and recorded a few key points.

He was very happy to hold his chin and turn his pen, turning his head to look at Sui Hou Yu.

Following Hou Yu can't sit still in class, he always makes some small moves. Having a half-hearted class can make him sit still, which is an alternative way of learning.

The content of today's small action is to engrave an eraser seal. Follow Hou Yu from time to time, he looked up at the blackboard, saw the key points, and recorded it in the notebook.

As if he noticed Hou Mo's gaze, Hou Yu stopped carving the sword and looked at Hou Mo. After looking at each other, the two of them fought with their eyes for several rounds. The waves encountered reefs, and matches collided like red phosphorus, with sword light and sword shadows, without giving in.

It took them a long time to look away.

The teacher knocked on the blackboard and said, "This is the key point, remember it."

Sui Hou Yu looked up at the blackboard, then took the carving knife and wrote a stroke on the notebook, poking a hole.

"Fuck..." Sui Hou Yu muttered.

Forgot to change the pen.

When Hou Mo saw this scene, he burst out laughing to show his laughter.

Sui Hou Yu put down the carving knife, covered the lid, and took the notes to note the key points. After writing, he looked back at the notes and wanted to see if they could be remedied. Finally, he took out a roll of tape from the desk and sealed it.

He likes to play with stationery, and he has prepared a lot of this kind of thing.

He is the kind of person who can play with decorations on the pen for a while. For example, there is a spring behind the pen and a doll on the spring. He will find it interesting to write notes. While writing, he can watch the doll shaking so that he can write down the notes.

After writing for a while, a ball of paper suddenly appeared on the desktop, and it rolled in front of him with a "gurugu" look.

He turned his head and looked at Hou Mo, and saw Hou Mo signaling him to open it.

He brought the paper ball to open it and saw Hou Mo drawing a schematic diagram of the tennis court, with small notes next to it.

For example, s represents him, and sp represents Hou Mo.

A straight line plus an arrow represents the route of movement between the two of them, and a dotted line plus an arrow is the back and forth route of the ball.

Several circles were also drawn on the site, and there was a black frame with diagonal lines in the frame representing an area.

He first looked at Hou Mo's words, pursed his lips and looked at his notebook. The characters of the two people were indeed very different. His characters can be said to be in children's form, with a stroke and a long shape, and they were also tilted uniformly, just like a page of words walking with their heads raised.

Not ugly, but definitely not pretty.

But Hou Mo's handwriting... is really good-looking.

He glanced at the blackboard and the teacher again, listening to the class, but his eyes were looking at this picture.

Obviously, Hou Mo's picture is teaching him the route of movement, and he also summarized some techniques next to him, such as-

Net grabbing: Defensive diagonal line, half-high diagonal line.

Don't grab the net: straight ball, small corner, strong slash.

The style of paintings drawn by Hou Mo is quite unique. If it weren't for Hou Yu, it would be difficult for others to understand it.

He also read for a long time before he understood this strange roadmap and remembered it secretly.

As soon as I put down the paper, another ball of paper was thrown on him and then bounced away.

His excellent reaction ability made him subconsciously reach out to catch it and hold it cleanly in his palm, but because of his movements, he attracted the attention of the teacher.

Sui Hou Yu was suddenly playing fist in the seat just now, grabbing it out of thin air, and didn't know what he caught, but the movement was so fast that the teacher didn't see it clearly.

The teacher glanced at Sui Hou Yu and continued, "Okay, Sui Hou Yu will answer this question."

Sui Hou Yu stood up and looked at the blackboard. He seemed to put his hands in his pocket, but in fact he was putting the ball of paper away.

He looked at the question and was silent for 3 seconds before answering.

Totally correct.

The teacher motioned him to sit down.

After sitting down, he saw Hou Mo holding back his laughter, but his shoulders kept shaking, and he seemed to be very beaten.

He gave Hou Mo a blank look and opened the paper ball. This time the picture was even more amazing...

What are the drawings?

He looked at the picture and then the text below, and finally realized that Hou Mo was painting a code word, and those strange things were actually hands.

In doubles matches, cooperation between partners is very important.

Among them, there are some secret codes about grabbing the Internet. Hou Mo is in front and will make gestures behind him. This is the secret code between them. For example, clenching his fist means he should not move in place and defend his area.

He glanced over the eye-catching picture and looked directly at the text.

Fortunately, Hou Mo wrote words like "open your palm" and "extend your index finger" in front of the picture, otherwise just looking at the picture, he really felt that they were some pig's trotters.

The handwriting is pretty good, why are the drawings so ugly?

Is Hou Mo's cerebellum abnormal?

At this time, the third piece of paper was thrown on Sui Hou Yu's desk. Sui Hou Yu thought it was a summary again, and his expression froze after opening it.

This time, two villains were drawn, standing side by side with trophys.

He might have drawn a ball of thread on his head. This is definitely a circle around a dot with a pen. He drew so much hair and even curled upwards on the edge, representing his curly hair.

The boy next to him should be Hou Mo. He was very ruthless ink on his face, like a yin and yang face.

The only word "yeah" can be seen on the whole piece of paper.

After reading with Hou Yu, he went straight into a ball and threw it away.

This painting contaminates the eyes.

After class, Hou Mo immediately came over and asked Sui Hou Yu: "Why don't you reply to my note?"

Is this childlike innocence still unshakable, and I still want to pass notes to play with?

He looked at Hou Mo for a while, finally took out his cell phone, found Hou Mo on the WeChat list, and sent two words: Received.

Hou Mo was helpless after reading the reply with his cell phone. He took his cell phone and came to Sui Hou Yu and said, "Look at you, you have no words in replying to me except scolding me."

Sui Hou Yu glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter with the notes?"

"You can't always call Sister Xiaoyu, right?"

"Changed!"

"Don't change."

He glared at Hou Mo, then took out his cell phone and changed the notes for Hou Mo: He was shameless and terrible.

Hou Mo was not angry after seeing it, but instead smiled: "It's appropriate."

He was too lazy to talk about this with Hou Mo and asked, "Why are you so ugly in drawing pictures?"

"Did you understand?"

"I guess so."

Hou Mo pushed him and asked him to sit by the window, while he sat in the aisle, and was at the same desk as Sui Hou Yu.

Hou Mo took the note and pointed to the game venue with a very beautiful style and followed Hou Yu to explain: "You serve here, and then you go to this position. I am here. The opponent will return the ball like this, and then we..."

He watched Hou Mo's slender fingers wandering on the paper, occasionally clicking at one position, and his ears were Hou Mo's voice, a lazy but very nice voice.

The two of them were very close. Since they were both facing one direction, the four long legs under the table were in contact with each other, which made Sui Hou Yu yawn.

This atmosphere made Sui Hou Yu start to get sleepy.

Hou Mo looked up and saw it. He deliberately moved his body away from Sui Hou Yu, and continued to explain: "In this case, you can intercept the ball far away from your body with one cross step."

"Oh." Sui Hou Yu replied, looking at the paper lazily.

This class was held in two consecutive sessions. The first session ended, and I had to rest and drink water to go to the bathroom. The teacher saw that the students who went to the bathroom had almost returned, so he started to continue the class. Before Hou Mo could get back to his seat.

When the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Hou Mo reached out and took the textbook from his desk and placed it in front of him.

Then I started to organize Sui Hou Yu's desktop, after all, the desktop was covered with rubber chips.

After sorting it out, Hou Mo stood up to block his textbook and continued to draw pictures with the notebook. This time it was also a map of the venue. When he explained it just now, he found that he was not drawing comprehensive enough, so he planned to add it.

I sat next to Hou Yu with Hou Mo. I was rarely anxious and would not be too stubborn. I listened carefully while waiting for Hou Mo to finish painting, and looked at Hou Mo who was sitting beside him from time to time.

The last class in the morning was sunny.

Following Hou Yu's side, the curtains were blocked by half, and the sunlight cast a soft light through the white curtains, sprinkling on Hou Mo's body, with a bliss of light and shadow. It was like a translucent soft silk cloth breathing, covering Hou Mo with lightness.

Perhaps it was because I pressed my bangs when I was sleeping yesterday, which made a strand of hair in front of Hou Mo's forehead raise up, and it looked like a beveled amber under the sun.

The light hair color contrasts with her fair cheeks, and her side curves are clear, which really makes her feel a bit foreign. It’s no wonder that Su Hou Yu thought he was a foreign child when he was a child.

When Hou Mo draws pictures, he will lick his lips unconsciously, and he can see the tip of Hou Mo's tongue.

As Sui Hou Yu looked at it, he yawned again and gradually lay on the table.

When Hou Mo finished drawing the picture and was about to show it to Sui Hou Yu, he noticed that Sui Hou Yu fell asleep with his sportswear sleeve pulling.

The face was buried in the arms, and only the curvy jawline was seen, which was too thin and without a trace of fat.
To be continued...