do you owe

Once in the classroom, the first person Gu Qingmei looked at was Hang Junbai.

She sat on the seat with no expression on her face and was taking things out of her schoolbag. Nian Zhenzhen stood beside her, talking with a smile.

Hang Junbai took out two homework books and handed them to Nian Zhenzhen.

"Thank you." Nian Zhenzhen smiled sweetly.

Hang Junbai hummed, and put the schoolbag in the drawer.

Gu Qingmei walked to the seat, but didn't sit down. While putting away her schoolbag, she wondered whether she should take the initiative to say hello to Hang Junbai.

As a result, before she finished tangling, Nian Zhenzhen spoke again.

"By the way, my cousin went to Italy a few days ago and bought a few boxes of chocolates. They are delicious. I brought you a box." She said, and handed over a long light blue hard shell box , beautifully tied with a pink lace bow.

Hang Junbai glanced at the pink lace on the box, and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

Gu Qingmei sat down silently.

She still... don't interrupt.

With her chin propped up, Gu Qingmei pretended to be reading while listening to the movement behind her.

Hang Junbai was flipping through the book.

Hang Junbai was moving his chair.

Hang Junbai's fingertips were knocking on the table...

"Hang Junbai, I can't finish my homework!" Nian Zhenzhen shouted for help, "Can you copy chemistry for me?"

Hang Junbai said, "OK."

Gu Qingmei slapped her forehead on the table.

The sound was a bit loud, and Xiang Weiwei turned to look at her, and asked, "What's the matter, you haven't recovered from the cold yet?"

Gu Qingmei pressed her forehead against the table and shook her head, said in a muffled voice, "Sleepy..."

The first two lessons of the morning self-study evening are mathematics for the homeroom teacher. Before the class, the homeroom teacher routinely said a few words of encouragement to a group of students who had just finished the weekend and were listless. By the way, they asked everyone to prepare for the monthly quiz this Friday. , Don't stop reviewing just because it's a monthly exam, and there are only five weeks left until the end of the semester, everyone should cheer up and work hard.

The monthly exam on Friday...

Gu Qingmei was miserable in her heart, she hated the exam.

nasty classroom...

After finishing the homework between classes, Gu Qingmei followed the crowded flow of people and slowly moved to the classroom.

Hang Jun's head stands a few meters away from her, with only seven or eight people in the middle.

Seeing that there were no acquaintances around, Gu Qingmei tried her best to push through the crowd and leaned towards Hang Junbai.

Overcoming obstacles all the way, seeing that there were only two people left, the word "Hang Junbai" rolled on Gu Qingmei's lips, and suddenly saw a girl standing next to Hang Junbai, not tall, very slender, neat and tidy Short hair, wearing the school uniform of the third grade, I don't know what I'm talking to Hang Junbai, laughing and beating her arm with a small fist.

When Gu Qingmei reached the words on her lips, she swallowed them harshly.

Back at the classroom, Gu Qingmei was lying on the table, like a sun-dried flower, her whole body was weak.

Before he could catch his breath, the math class representative came back with a stack of papers and said that this was today's homework, a sentence that immediately aroused screams in the classroom.

Gu Qingmei glanced at the math class representative who handed out the papers, turned her head in the direction of some annoyance, and continued to lie on her stomach.

But when she turned around, her gaze was directly on Nian Zhenzhen.

Nian Zhen was really talking to the classmate sitting in front of her, her waist-length hair was tied into a ponytail, her complexion was white and delicate, her pair of beautiful big eyes were covered with black and fine eyelashes, she looked like a delicate doll.

No wonder both teachers and classmates like her.

Seeing this, Gu Qingmei felt even more bored and flustered, she just put her forehead on the table and didn't look at anything.

The math papers were passed down from the first row, Xue Baguang turned around and threw the papers on the table, saw Gu Qingmei lying on her stomach, and asked, "What are you doing? Are you broken in love?"

Without raising her head, Gu Qingmei threw four words at him: "None of your business."

Xueba Guang clicked his tongue and shook the paper: "Mathematics paper, pass it on."

Gu Qingmei still didn't look up, she fumbled out a paper, and then handed over the rest.

Anyway, Hang Junbai hasn't returned to the classroom yet...

After a while, Xiang Weiwei who went to the toilet came back, seeing Gu Qingmei's appearance, jokingly said: "Oh, our Qingmei was beaten by the frost today, why is it like this?" The dripping water bounced Gu Qingmei's face.

Gu Qingmei gave her a sideways look: "Don't bother me."

Xiang Weiwei pulled a piece of paper out of her drawer, wiped her hands and observed Gu Qingmei: "What's wrong with you? Are you still angry this morning? At worst, I won't mention your love letter from now on." .”

Gu Qingmei glared at her and buried her face in her arms.

Xueba Guang turned around and asked: "What love letter, Gu Qingmei even wrote love letters for others?"

Xiang Weiwei lowered her voice artificially and said, "This is her black history..."

"Xiang Weiwei!" Gu Qingmei sat up suddenly, "Are you courting death?"

Xiang Weiwei quickly covered her mouth: "I won't say anything, I'll shut up."

Gu Qingmei threw another eye knife at Xue Baguang who was still maintaining a sideways posture of gossip.

Xue Baguang quickly turned around and did his homework seriously.

Gu Qingmei slumped on the chair powerlessly, suddenly feeling extremely tired.

After being quiet for a few seconds, Xiang Weiwei poked her arm again, and motioned Gu Qingmei to look at the door with his chin.

In the corridor outside the door, stood Hang Junbai, the girl with short hair, and a tall boy, facing the front door of the classroom sideways, showing half of his elegant and handsome face.

"Han Yang, a senior in high school, is a handsome guy." Xiang Weiwei said infatuatedly.

Han Yang Gu Qingmei recognized her, she is a big celebrity on campus, but...

"Who's that short girl?" she asked.

Xiang Weiwei replied: "It seems to be Zhou Xiaoman, it is said that the family is very rich."

Gu Qingmei snorted, she should continue lying down on the table.

After being bored for a while, she felt someone walking by beside her, and hurriedly looked over from the space below her elbow, and it really was Hang Junbai's foot.

She is back in place.

"Hey, Gu Qingmei." Xiang Weiwei said again impatiently, "Which one do you think is the most handsome, Han Yang in the third year of high school, Chen Xiao in the second year of high school, or Guan Jingrong in the first year of high school?"

Gu Qingmei: "..."

Xiang Weiwei: "Tell me, which one do you like best?"

Gu Qingmei: "..."

Xiang Weiwei: "I guess you should like Han Yang, who is gentle and clean, and looks very gentle and sunny at first glance. When you were in the third year of junior high..."

Gu Qingmei couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the pencil on the table, and held it up in front of Xiang Weiwei threateningly: "If you keep beeping, believe it or not, I'll put the pen in your mouth?"

Raising his hands in surrender to Weiwei, he tightly shut his mouth.

The world is finally quiet.

But at the same time, there was the sound of a chair being pushed away from behind, and Hang Junbai, who had just sat down for a few minutes, left the classroom again.

"Hang Junbai, are you going to the bathroom? Wait for me!" Nian Zhenzhen yelled, stepping on his little white shoes, and chased him out from under Gu Qingmei's eyes.

Gu Qingmei closed her eyes and slammed her forehead on the table.

so annoying.