My Sister is Fuji

"Hey, I haven't finished copying it yet!"

"Hmph." The team leader was unhappy and had a little girl's temper, so he ignored it.

Walking to Su Mu's side, he asked softly, "Su Mu, where's your homework?"

Before Su Mu answered, the team leader said to himself, "You just came yesterday, so the homework should not be able to be completed." He put his workbook on Su Mu's desk and smiled: "It should be There is a workbook. Anyway, I have to make it up in the future, so why don't I make up a little bit now and do the exercises in this class. The teacher won't say anything when you just came here."

"Well, thank you." Su Mu nodded and glanced at the name on the team leader's exercise book.The words are just like the people, very clean and tidy, and the name is Lin Jiayin.

"Call me when I'm done, and I'll hand it over to the teacher after class." Lin Jiayin didn't know why she was very happy, and returned to her seat with a smile.

Su Mu opened the exercise book and filled it up from the beginning. There were a dozen or so pages of content to make up, which were densely packed.

Su Mu did not rush to make up, but read the general content of the book.

These are very simple knowledge, and Su Mu still remembers it clearly.

To be honest, Su Mu didn't want to do homework at all.

Homework is to practice and consolidate knowledge, but these contents are too simple for Su Mu.

Two years have passed since Su Mu's student life, but he didn't expect that there would still be days when he would sit in the classroom and do his homework.

There is no other way but to pick up the pen and quickly make up.

"Clap--" The back door that was hidden was pushed open, and the whole class was silent for a moment. They thought it was the teacher, and they all looked back at the same time.

In the end, it wasn't the teacher who came, but Qiuming, Su Mu's deskmate.

The whole class started boisterous again.

Su Mu Yuguang glanced at Qiu Ming, Qiu Ming lowered his head, his hair was messed up, as if his soul had been drained, and he sat back in his seat like a walking corpse.

Su Mu found that Qiu Ming had been staring at him, and looked at Su Mu with his bloodshot eyes. The dark bags under his eyes meant that he had not slept all night.

But he could not feel the slightest sleepiness from him. Instead, he was burning with excitement, as if he had extracted the soul of the most devout and fanatical cultist and placed it in a body that was shaped like a dead tree and was about to turn into ashes. .

"Gu he..." Qiu Ming grinned and tilted his head, as if his neck would break at any moment and his head would fall off, "Su Mu, you look like Fujiang."

"..." Su Mu didn't say a word, he seemed to understand something.

Fujiang has a wonderful magic.There is no doubt that Qiu Ming has been recruited.

"Yes." Qiuming said to himself, "Fujiang is your sister. I really envy you, as Fujiang's younger brother, can you see Fujiang every day?"

Qiuming scratched his head with both hands: "I'm so envious, so envious..." whispered: "Fujiang...I really want to see her, I really want to see her..." Looking at Su Mu, he smiled gloomily and morbidly: "We are friends Right."

Su Mu said nothing, he felt that silence is the best choice now.

Qiu Ming's mood is very unstable now, like a raging fire.Anyone who came into contact with him would be scorched by the flames.The only thing I can do is to watch him bit by bit and burn myself out.

"Why don't you talk!" Qiuming raised his voice, "Aren't we friends! Or..." Qiuming gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words: "You hid Fujiang. What kind of friendship is this!"

Qiu Ming became more and more mad, and almost jumped up from the chair.

"Ding-dong-"

The bell rang at the right time, making Qiu Ming's madness subside slightly.

The teacher came in through the front door.

Qiu Ming turned around and murmured something in a low voice.

Su Mu relaxed her tensed hands and put down the pen.If Qiu Ming had just gotten a little closer to him, Su Mu would have clenched his fists and used the end of his pen to give Qiu Ming's lower abdomen a hard blow.

Fortunately, things didn't turn out to be bad.

This class is a math class.The teacher in the class is a male teacher and also the head teacher of Su Mu's class.

The head teacher is called Liao Sha, a young man in his twenties.

It is rare to see such a young male teacher. The teacher in the high school is either a bad old woman with a yellow face or a young female teacher.There are very few young male teachers.

However, although Teacher Liao Sha is young, he is still a teenager.The hair is half black and half a hundred, and it looks gray in the past.

He was strict and disliked by students.So the students secretly called him "bad old man".

Liao Sha was teaching, and from time to time, he was writing on the blackboard with his back to the students.

Qiuming was painting below, staring blankly at Xiaohui at the front table, just like when Su Mu first came, he was painting Xiaohui's painting.

First draw the outline, then draw the eyes, nose, and mouth. Just when this drawing was about to be completed, Qiu Ming made a ghost and drew a tear mole on the lower left corner of the eye.

Xiaohui slowly turned into Fujiang, as if this beauty originally had two faces.

Chapter 10 Weird

Chapter 10 Weird

"Qiuming Zhu Juan! What are you doing down here! Now look up at the blackboard and listen to my lecture!" Liao Sha said unhappily from the podium.

The eyes of the class turned to the last two tables.

Qiu Ming looked up at Xiao Hui blankly, looking dumbfounded.

Because of the gaze of the classmates, Zhu Juan raised her head dissatisfied and looked at Liao Sha.The mouth opened and closed slightly, as if to say: "Human head...basketball..." Under a vicious curse.

Qiu Ming still stared at Xiao Hui stupidly.