She has little monsters in her pencil case

Little cheap is just little cheap, and she is not worthy of the nickname given to it by Sang Wan.

As soon as it said that there was no lower limit, Sang Wan immediately surrendered.

In terms of shamelessness, she seems to be no match for this little monster.

Besides, she didn't want to spend all her time thinking about the fact that there was a naked little monster in the pencil case of her high-cold deskmate when she was studying late.

So I can only be happy to help the pen.

In fact, it is called lifting the pants, but it is just reaching out to tighten the body of the pen a little bit.

After finishing everything properly, Sang Wan poked the little monster with her fingertip.

"Okay, little emperor, I have served you well, now we can talk."

【So-so, huh】

The little monster let out a haughty cry before getting to the point.

It pretended to clear its throat, and finally spoke.

[By the way, it was a dark and windy night, and I was sleeping on Ah Liang's desk, unexpectedly! 】

As the little monster spoke, it suddenly raised its volume, which startled Sang Wan.

She couldn't help trembling slightly, but she didn't look away, but suppressed the nervousness in her heart and stared at the little monster who told the story.

Classmate Sang Wan, everything else is fine.

He has a good temper and a good personality, and he knows many things with ingenuity, but he is timid.

I am afraid of the dark and ghosts, and when I encounter this kind of thing, I will become a ball.

But she should have thought that this little monster was an unreasonable player.

Jianjian didn't stop talking after suddenly raising her voice.

it said again.

【Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows outside the window!Then I got a big shock, and then I can talk, hey, are you angry?]

"..."

【...】

"So you don't even know why you talk, do you?"

【Yes Duck】

Return the duck.

Sang Wan rolled her eyes.

This little monster really doesn't know what to ask, it's useless at all.

But there is one thing it should know.

The little monster himself mentioned this matter last time. It said that it knew itself a long time ago.

It's strange.

How could Liang Bing's pen know himself?

Although the two were classmates in the first year of high school, they didn't know each other well at all.

Sang Wan thought about it, frowned slightly, and was about to ask the question in her heart.

Unfortunately, it seems that the timing is always wrong.

Sang Wan talked to the little monster for so long just now, and the free time before Wan's self-study was almost spent.

Just as Sang Wan opened his lips, the class bell rang at the right time but not by coincidence.

After the lesson in the morning, Sang Wan was more careful and stopped talking immediately.

The ringing of the class bell meant that Liang Bing would be back soon, and she didn't want to be caught by that person again.

Sang Wan stretched out her fingertips and poked it lightly to straighten it up, then she straightened her body and returned to her seat.

It is now late August, when it is hot summer, and the sky is still bright at six or seven o'clock in the evening.

All the window fans in the class are turned on for cooling.

When Sang Wan retracted her body and went back to her seat, there happened to be a gust of wind blowing by.

Pulling the curtains and swinging also makes people's thoughts move slightly.

Sang Wan never thought about it.

I will be at the same table with Liang Bing on the first day of school.

Never thought about it.

On the second day of school, I will meet the talking pen at the same table.

Never thought about it.

On the third day of school, she and Gao Leng were at the same table, and the little monster in her pencil case had a nickname together.

This world is really amazing.

Sang Wan pursed her lips, shifted her gaze and looked sideways at the empty desk next to her.

After a while, he smiled lightly.

Nice to meet you, little bitch.

Nice to see you too.

Ah Liang.

***

As a result, Sang Wan had a secret, a secret that no one would believe even if she told it.

Since having this secret, it seems that every tomorrow becomes more exciting.

This morning.

Because I expected Sang Wan to come earlier than usual.

She sat on the seat and finished packing the books, and Liang Bing arrived after reciting a few words.

Taking advantage of the situation, he glanced at the person sitting down, and found that it was the habit of the deskmate to take the pencil case first.

The moment Liang Bing took out the pencil case, Sang Wan's world suddenly became different from others. The classroom that was quiet just now suddenly became noisy.

An energetic voice broke into her ears instantly, it was the little monster greeting her.

[Morning! 】

"Morning."

The response was subconscious, and Sang Wan didn't think much of it at all.

It's like when a person walked up to you and said hello to you, and you responded subconsciously.

It's out of politeness and instinct.

For a moment, Sang Wan completely forgot that only she could hear the voice of a certain little monster.

Sang Wan didn't realize it until the voice came out of his mouth.

I couldn't help being slightly surprised in my heart, and secretly blamed myself for not having a long memory.

But the words that are spoken are water that has been poured out, and it can no longer be taken back.

What's more, at this time, Liang Bing had already heard the voice and turned his head to look over.

Classmate Liang Bing had just sat down in his seat and was about to get a book, but he was also surprised when he heard Sang Wan's voice suddenly.

She subconsciously looked towards the other party, and then raised her eyes to look at the quiet classroom, making sure that there was no one around, and then continued to hold the book in her hand.

When he was holding the book, his eyebrows were lowered because of his gaze, so he also well concealed the deep smile in someone's eyes.

"morning."

Liang Bing, who was in a good mood suddenly, said.

When Liang Bing responded, Sang Wan was surprised but also relieved.

she thinks.

At least the scene wasn't embarrassed by her inattentiveness, at least Liang Bing didn't bother her too much.

Two people have completely different views on the same thing, but they don't know each other.

But fortunately, the bell for the morning self-study class rang soon, breaking the short good morning episode.

However, this was just the beginning of Sang Wan's unlucky day.

Because just when the morning self-study get out of class was over, the chemistry class representative who took the time to run to the office brought news to everyone.

It is said that there is a knowledge point in the book that everyone always makes mistakes, so the teacher decided to explain it again.

So when you go to class later, prepare your textbooks.

By the third year of high school, most of the knowledge that should be learned has been learned, and it is time to transfer to review.

Some textbooks are only flipped when needed.

What's more, it's still a new semester and I haven't had a few classes, so Sang Wan hasn't seen that textbook for almost two months.

He stretched out his hand to pick back and forth among the huge pile of books erected on the table, but the results became more and more flustered.

Sang Wan saw the seven aunts and eight aunts of the brothers and sisters in the book, but she didn't see a trace of the book itself.

After 10 minutes, Sang Wan calmly gave up.

She finally accepted the fact that she had lost the book.

Thinking about it, it might be because I was lazy. At the end of last semester, I didn't take the books home, but put them in the bookcase in the original classroom.

Later, when school started, people moved books back and forth, and it was probably lost in this way.

Since you can't find it, there's nothing you can do about it.

You can only read one book with others, and deal with the next class first.

Then wait until the weekend to go to the bookstore to regain the knowledge she lost.

however!

Sang Wan sat upright in her seat, glanced cautiously at her deskmate from the corner of the eye, and saw the expressionless face of her deskmate as expected.

Sang Wan sighed softly, feeling a bit difficult.

However, she was really not familiar with Liang Bing.

They even had a little argument yesterday.

So now I go to ask others by myself, wouldn't it be embarrassing if they don't agree.

Taking a step back, if she agrees, wouldn't it be more embarrassing for the two of them to read a book together but be reserved and speechless.

People who are entangled also think a lot.

Sang Wan bit her lip, and decided to save the country first, and try borrowing books from Zhang Qiyu.

She thought for a while, then raised her head and called out to the front row, "Ayu."

Zhang Qiyu in the front row was so sleepy that her eyes were blurred, but she still moved when she heard Sang Wan's voice.

While yawning and looking back sideways, he mumbled, "What are you doing?"

When Zhang Qiyu was dozing off, her tablemate Wang Xiaopang was in high spirits.

He worked hard for a morning self-study, and finally carved the rubber stamp in his hand.

The moment he was done, he was so proud that he immediately wanted to show off to Zhang Qiyu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he was startled by a bloody mouth, and almost lost his mind and went out.

Wang Xiaopang's heart trembled and his hands trembled, he subconsciously picked up the rubber stamp on the table and threw it into his bloody mouth.

Still screaming in his mouth, "Look at me Jingwei filling the sea!"

"..."

"..."

After Wang Jingpang finished filling the sea, the world seemed to be silent for a second.

Wang Xiaopang also understood exactly what stupid thing he had done within a second after this incident happened.

With a dull face, he apologized to his deskmate Zhang Qiyu who still had his mouth open.

"Sorry, my mouth is too big, I can't hold back."

Zhang Qiyu spit out the rubber foam from his mouth in a pooh, and when he looked up at Wang Xiaopang, he also had a blank face.

Then she stretched out her right hand and shook it in front of him with a solemn voice.

"Do you know what this is?"

The simple chubby who got into trouble shook his head with doubts in his eyes.

"what is this?"

Zhang Qiyu sneered.

Then he raised his right hand and slapped Wang Xiaopang's forehead, crisp and loud.

"This is the big mouth of love!"

have to.

Sang Wan sighed and returned to her seat dejectedly.

She said two words from the beginning to the end, but it turned out that she had already typed them indistinguishably.

And visually won't stop before class, won't reconcile until get out of class ends.

So the way to borrow books is almost blocked.

Sang Wan sighed again.

I feel that there is really no other way.

From the corner of her eye, she quietly glanced at the person next to her, who was still reading quietly even though there was a big fight in the front row.

After weighing it in my heart, I finally found that knowledge is more important than embarrassment.

So Sang Wan covered her lips and coughed softly, ready to show her face.

She took something out of the drawer.

Then he stretched out his other hand, twisted his index finger and thumb lightly, and gently and carefully tugged at the corner of Liang Bing's sleeve.

Smiling at the other party is gentle and beautiful.

Her voice is also gentle.

Sang Wan shook the things in her hand at Liang Bing, and when she smiled sweetly, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

"At the same table, do you want to drink yogurt?"