Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

Forgot something?

Seeing Jiang Yike frowning in thought, Chu Nian calmly leaned against the wall, waiting for him to recall.

Jiang Yike thought hard, spent a whole minute recalling, and then suddenly remembered...

It seems that a few days ago, Chu Nian asked himself to wait for him after school.

Then what did you do?

Carrying his schoolbag on his back, he rushed back to the community in no time, and threatened his aunt's son by bumping into the mailbox.

In short, he completely forgot about the agreement.

Jiang Yike suddenly felt very guilty. He kicked the table and didn't lose money. Not only did he miss the appointment first, but now he came to him for tutoring.

Chu Nian said slowly, "Remember?"

Jiang Yike looked away furtively.

He stared at a slender grass swaying in the wind not far away, feeling extremely entangled in his heart.

Although he made a mistake first, let him apologize——

Still too frustrated!

Jiang Yike was stuck for a long time, but Chu Nian laughed first:

"Okay, just kidding."

Chu Nian took a few steps forward, Jiang Yike looked up at him suspiciously, and saw him stretching out his hand slightly towards him.

Chu Nian raised his five fingers slightly, brushed lightly across his brows, and gently brushed aside a small bundle of black hair that covered some of his eyebrows and eyes.

That finger was a little icy, leaving a mark on the skin like a superficial splash of water, leaving a mottled coolness.

Chu Nian withdrew his hand very naturally, and said calmly, "I'll see you at the main entrance of Nancheng Library at ten o'clock on Saturday morning."

He thought for a while and added: "The door where you can see the Plato marble sculpture."

Uh, Chu Nian doesn't care about my breaking the appointment?

Jiang Yike rubbed his hair, pushed back all the broken hair on his forehead, and said, "Okay."

He looked at the figure of Chu Nian walking away with the folder, and muttered in a low voice:

This kid is really weird.

——However, the sound is quite nice.

Unlike the people from the Demon Realm in the past, there was a layer of turbid black mist between their pronunciation and words, mixed with a strange accent.

Although Chu Nian's voice was slightly low, he spoke clearly.

Calm and flat, it sounds very comfortable.

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Chu Nian was not afraid that the door would be locked and he would not be able to go back. In fact, it was Jiang Yike who went to the wrong door.

There are two doors at the front and back of the teaching building. The front door is open, and the back door is locked because it is remote. I don't know how Jiang Yike came to this place.

When Chu Nian walked back to the classroom, the morning reading had just ended.

He stopped Jiang Yike from vandalizing public property. The teachers didn't know the details, so they dealt with it as an accident, and quickly changed the desk and chair for Chu Nian.

After all, the first grade in the grade is here, and it won't work if it delays the study.

The seat was by the window, and the chair at the same table moved forward, and moved a gap to let Chu Nian in.

The deskmate is called Le Yu'an. He has a Band-Aid on his nose and a slender gel pen in his hand.

He watched Chu Nian pull out the chair and sit down, and said with a smile, "Chu Nian, you're not on duty today, why did you look out the window and go out with the list?"

Chu Nian squinted at him and said concisely, "Forgot."

'Cut, don't say it if you don't say it. Le Yu'an rubbed the band-aid on his nose, curled his lips.

He thought to himself: "Sooner or later, I will find out the reason why you have been acting weird recently and your whereabouts are a mystery." '

Chu Nian didn't bother to talk about Le Yu'an, he sat upright with a straight back, and after a few classes, he took a lot of notes.

On the contrary, Le Yu'an draws mechanical gears and sleeps, and doesn't listen carefully in class.But he is not stable in the exam, and he is guaranteed to be in the top ten in the grade, and the teacher can't do anything about him.

There were four classes in the morning, and the eye exercises after two classes would take 5 minutes longer. Chu Nian counted the time and went downstairs to Class C of the second year of high school on the other side.

The atmosphere in Class C was much more relaxed. The classroom was lively and lively. A boy was sitting on the table with his legs crossed, surrounded by a group of girls.

He tore off the chapter paper from his notebook and carefully folded it into a rose.

The girls gathered around to watch him origami. He frowned and put flowers on a girl's head casually: "It's very beautiful."

The girl's face was blushing: "Really, really?"

"This paper flower is not folded well," his voice was soft and almost melted into water, "but you are so beautiful, you make this paper flower much brighter."

He then turned his head and told the other girl: "Nana, your voice is a little hoarse. Did you catch a cold when the season changed recently? Remember to boil water with shredded ginger and brown sugar."

A group of people were chatting happily, when suddenly a girl pointed to the door and said excitedly: "Hey! It's Chulai!"

"Chu Nian? That Chu Nian from Class A?"

"Why is he here?"

Everyone's attention was suddenly attracted by this unexpected visitor from Class C, and they all turned to look at the door.

Standing at the door, Chu Nian pulled the chain of his coat to the top, and the glasses blocked his eyes a little, reflecting a bit of sharp white light.

"Muyu, come out."

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Mu Hao was a little surprised, he waved at the girls: "Excuse me."

For some reason, the girls became even more excited, and the topic turned to the other side: "My God, they actually know each other!"

The two walked to a remote corner, Mu Yu folded his arms, and said with a somewhat respectful voice, "Rare guest, Mr. Chu, why are you free to come to Class C?"

Chu Nian said, "I have something to do with you."

Mu Yu stood up a little bit, with a slightly relaxed expression: "Are you restless over there? Or is someone making trouble?"

Chu Nian shook his head.

He leaned against the wall, his dark eyes fell on Mu Yu's body, cutting a series of frightened cracks like sharp knives.

After being silent for a while, Chu Nian slowly opened his mouth:

"Date, what should I wear?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jiang Yike: Didn't expect you to be such a person? !

Chu Nian: Young Master, what kind of person am I...you still don't know? (laugh)