The whole school thought I was pretending to be O

At noon, Chu Tao went to find Chu Xingning for dinner. Chu Xingning said that his stomach was a little uncomfortable and he wanted to go back to the dormitory and lie down.

The infirmary was not open at this time, so Chu Tao had no choice but to send Chu Xingning back to the dormitory, and then back to the cafeteria, where he packed a bowl of eight-treasure porridge.

He also thoughtfully added rock sugar to the porridge.

Both Chu Tao and Chu Xingning love sweets, probably because Song Mian was addicted to sweets when she was pregnant, and she ate a can of yellow peaches every day, which made her information literacy taste sweet.

He and his brother brought this habit out.

Chu Xingning huddled under the quilt with her eyes closed, the hair on her forehead covered her eyes, and her lips were a little pale.

The eight-treasure porridge is purple in color, the red beans and lotus seeds are boiled until soft, and the surface is covered with a layer of shiny rice milk.

The transparent white fungus hangs precariously on the spoon, and the sweetness of rock sugar floats out with the heat, making people salivate.

Chu Tao blew carefully, handed the spoon to Chu Xingning's ear, and said softly, "Brother, would you like to take a bite?"

Chu Xingning wrinkled her nose and smelled it, then shook her head lightly, her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm not hungry, let's put it on first."

Chu Tao reached out and touched his forehead.

It's not hot, it doesn't look like a fever.

Chu Xingning raised his eyes wearily, and there were three or four marks on his eyelids.

He murmured, "It's all right, I'll sleep for a while."

Chu Tao had no choice but to put the porridge down for him, and went to the water room to fetch hot water. Aunt Guan Su Guan asked for some medicine for stomach pain, and put it on Chu Xingning's table.

After finishing everything, he went back to the cafeteria, and the meat and vegetables were basically gone.

The canteen opens at 11:30 noon and closes at [-] p.m., and the richest box lunch can basically be snatched up within half an hour. If you don’t get it, you can only go to the window to order some meat buns, pancakes and fruits. Freshly made stuff.

Originally, there was a second dining hall in Huainan, with more abundant dishes, but it was under renovation during the winter vacation, and it has not been repaired yet.

Chu Tao is not too picky.

He asked for two or two meals, picked two vegetarian dishes at random, and finished them in a hurry.

In fact, I didn't taste much, but at least it can fill my stomach.

After eating, he didn't go back to the dormitory to sleep, but went directly to the classroom.

He wanted to take advantage of the lunch break to make up for the knowledge points left behind in the morning math class.

As soon as I entered the classroom door, there was a faint sour smell from inside.

I didn’t realize it in class before, but in fact, more than 40 people crowded together to breathe, and the air became particularly turbid.

Chu Tao tightened his school uniform jacket and opened the window for ventilation.

The sun fell on the back of his hand, bringing a little warmth.

The edge of the tan flower pot is plated with a layer of golden light.

It was a little warmer at noon, but it was still a bit cold to keep the same position.

Without the classmates in the class, the concentration of carbon dioxide is thin, and it depends on self-heating for heating.

Chu Tao sniffed, rubbed his cold fingers, and drew a straight line under a certain knowledge point in the reference book.

When Yang Liu walked into the classroom with the papers in his arms, Chu Tao was just finishing the exercises at the end of the tutorial.

Yang Liu glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Pang Cai was picked up by his parents."

Chu Tao raised his head, slightly startled, and suddenly asked, "Did I get into trouble?"

Yang Liu hesitated for a moment, then said: "I have already explained the cause and effect to his parents, it's not all your fault."

Chu Tao twitched his eyelashes, parted his thin lips lightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you."

Yang Liu sighed: "Chu Tao, since you have no plans to change shifts, then come and be the squad leader."

The third class has never elected a formal class leader, only a class representative who temporarily helps the teacher collect homework.

Everyone in Yangliu thinks it's unreliable, so he doesn't delegate power at all.

The reason why she was willing to let Chu Tao be the class monitor was because she recognized that Chu Tao was a good student, and secondly, she was pleasantly surprised to find that Chu Tao was good at skills, at least he would not suffer in the event of a conflict.

This would not be included in the necessary cultivation of the class leader in other classes, but it was necessary for the third class.

Chu Tao was a little embarrassed.

He didn't think he was a very responsible person, and he didn't think that the rebellious second-generation ancestors would listen to him.

Yang Liu followed closely and said, "Let the teachers get to know you as soon as possible. You also know that if a teacher has to lead two or three classes, how can he evenly distribute all his energy to the students."

Naturally, they are more concerned about the students who are impressed.

For example, the monitor will be memorized by the teachers of each subject.

This is somewhat tempting to Chu Tao.

The environment is already so bad, if he wants to get out of the silt without being stained, he has to have a few rains to wash it off from time to time.

"Okay, but I haven't done it before, so I'm afraid I can't do it well."

He had always been in the same class as Chu Xingning before, and most of the teachers preferred Chu Xingning, who was good at studying and good-looking, and Chu Xingning had always been the monitor.

Yang Liu smiled: "It's no worse than others."

The class officially started at [-]:[-] p.m., and when everyone was present, Yang Liu handed over yesterday's Chinese test paper to Chu Tao.

"The squad leader will send it to everyone."

The noisy class instantly became quiet because of Yang Liu's words.

When Chu Tao took the paper, he exchanged a glance with Yang Liu.

Yang Liu's way of official announcement was so natural that he didn't even give the whole class a chance to refute, and directly gave Chu Tao the title of squad leader.

Everyone finally reacted and began to whisper.

"Squad leader? What did I hear, our class is going to have a fucking monitor?"

"Yang Gaoyin is sneaky, so did she deliberately poach this Chu Tao from the ordinary class?"

"The squad leader was banned just after a private fight, which is very in line with the values ​​of our class, and I support it."

"He's the class monitor, he's on Brother She's head, who will he listen to in the future?"

"Stupid, the head teacher is listening to the class leader, but the head teacher is not listening to Brother She."

"The whole thing is very good, one is inside and the other is outside, AA is matched, and the work is not tiring."

Fang Sheng winked at Jiang She: "A She, Lao Yang's operation is so annoying, yesterday he deliberately let you two go out to resolve conflicts, seeing that you have a high tolerance for him, today you immediately banned the squad leader, can you bear it?"

Jiang She held a pen between his fingers, turned it around twice at random, and said calmly, "I won't offend anyone if they don't offend me."

Fang Sheng took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Then what if someone commits a crime against you?"

The movements of Jiang She's hands stopped.

He fantasized about the possibility of what Fang Sheng said, and actually felt a little itchy in his heart.

A cold response came from behind: "No time, no mood."

Chu Tao folded Fang Sheng's paper, threw it over for him, and then turned around to distribute the paper to the next person.

Fang Sheng only had a miserable 38 points.

If you can score 38 points in the Chinese paper, you can be regarded as a talent.

The snow-white paper was covered with eye-catching red pen marks, but when Chu Tao graded the papers, he wrote all the deduction points on it, so his chic and delicate handwriting was left on each paper.

Fang Sheng looked over and over again: "Fuck, it's too honest, it's more than I wrote in the answer, and it's beautiful."

Jiang She turned his face sideways and glanced at Fang Sheng's paper.

Next to Fang Sheng's dog gnawing cursive script, he wrote a few lines of small characters concisely. The handwriting is just like Chu Tao himself, thin but still strong, quiet but powerful.

He has also seen many people's calligraphy, including his father's calligraphy, which has been touted by countless people.

He felt that Jiang Qifeng's [-] brush strokes were not half as good-looking as Chu Tao's.

Jiang She's test paper was soaked by Coke, so he was not included in the correction this time.

Although he was given a new copy later, he just stuffed it in the desk and didn't intend to write it at all.

Fang Sheng folded the paper carefully, and said playfully: "The new class leader gave the whole class a big gift, a handwritten copy."

Chu Tao returned to his seat after distributing the papers, and vaguely heard Fang Sheng's words.

But he pretended not to hear, took out his pen, smoothed out his full paper, and waited for Yang Liu to give a lecture.

The shoulder was tapped with a knuckle.

Chu Tao raised his eyelids and glanced back from the corner of his eye.

Jiang She lay lazily on the table, his chin on his arm, very close.

Chu Tao could almost feel his breath on the back of his neck, with a light mint fragrance.

Chu Tao tensed his neck, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He felt a slight numbness at the place where the Omega glands should have grown on the back of his neck, and the numbness seemed to go along the nerves to reach his limbs and bones.

He pretended to be calm: "What's wrong?"

A brand new paper was thrown onto his desk, and the paper was unrolled tremblingly. On the whole paper, only the word 'Jiang She' was written profusely on the name.

Jiang She smiled lazily, and said in a low voice, "Squad leader, help me correct a paper too."

The author has something to say: Jiang She: Day, I'm the only one who doesn't have a daughter-in-law.