My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

The bell rang for the first class in the afternoon, Ruan Qingmu stepped on it and entered the back door on time.

On a hot day, many girls bring their own beautiful water glasses. Boys generally seldom use this, and most of them just bring a bottle of bottled water.

The chemistry teacher was already standing on the podium, looking dissatisfiedly at Ruan Qingmu who had just entered the door: "Sit down quickly, class is already over."

The teacher was talking about today's new lesson on it, and the students in the classroom listened carefully and quietly.

Ruan Qingmu put on her earphones, while the teacher was writing on the blackboard, she reached out and quickly put a bottle of iced drink on Qin Yuan's desk.

The most expensive orange juice drink in the canteen is yellow and clear, with crystal clear ice water droplets hanging on the bottle.

Qin Yuan's eyes moved from the blackboard to the table, staring at the bottle of iced orange juice, and then at Ruan Qingmu.

Ruan Qingmu shrugged and pointed to the blackboard behind her.

Qin Yuan finally understood, his eyes softened a bit.

He glanced at the teacher quickly, and asked silently with his mouth: "A treat?"

Ruan Qingmu buried her head in tearing up a small note, scribbled a sentence, and threw it over.

"Thank you Niu Xiaoqing, she said she would treat you as a guest for a week!"

Qin Yuan just reached out to take the drink and was about to unscrew the bottle cap when he opened the note and stopped.

He glanced at Ruan Qingmu lightly, reached out and put the orange juice back on the table, and never looked at him again.

In the belly of the desk, he had been swiping his mobile phone all afternoon, and it was still hot - Fu Songhua was not idle for the whole lunch break, and he was overjoyed to collect gossip from various groups for him.

Ruan Qingmu looked at him strangely, waited for a while, and couldn't help throwing another note: "Hurry up, it tastes better when it's iced."

The classroom is full of top students, and the discipline is surprisingly good.Ruan Qingmu moved around like this, the chemistry teacher in front of the podium had already noticed the abnormality behind, and yelled suddenly: "What are you doing! Throwing a few notes?"

Qin Yuan froze, and quickly glanced at Ruan Qingmu, full of warning.

But Ruan Qingmu was wearing earphones, so she didn't hear the chemistry teacher's roar at all, but when she saw Qin Yuan's warning expression, she grinned at him.

As soon as the mouth was opened, suddenly, something flew into his mouth accurately with the sound of wind.

Ruan Qingmu was stunned for a second, then hurriedly vomited out, yes, it's a little chalk head!

The voice of the chemistry teacher shouted: "Ruan Qingmu, stand up for me!"

Alas, even he himself didn't expect that this chalk magic skill is so powerful today, it can still be smashed into the target's mouth.

Ruan Qingmu stood up helplessly, quickly tore off the headphone cable, and drooped her head.

"Still listening to the earphones in class!" His movements did not escape the eyes of the chemistry teacher, and he slapped the table angrily, "Do you want to listen to the class?"

Ruan Qingmu looked at him sincerely: "Report to the teacher, what I want to hear, but I can't understand."

Although he said things that could piss off the teacher, he has a very good attitude after all, and he looks fair and delicate. The chemistry teacher held his breath in his throat: "If you don't understand, at least be quiet, and you are harassing other students in class. , just let me out!"

Ruan Qingmu blinked, and bowed obediently: "Okay."

While the entire competition class was stunned, he flipped his wrist and quietly hid the phone and headphone cable in his hand.

The pilot flight is next to the classroom of the competition class. After a while, the students attending class inside saw the penalty student outside the window.

Leaning slantingly in the shadow of the pillars in the corridor, he stood in a carefree manner, with earphone wires hanging from his white earlobes, and his eyes closed quietly.

Tsk tsk, the first student in the competition class to be kicked out!Niubi, even dare to listen to songs when punished.

Ruan Qingmu stood for a while, opened her eyes boredly, and spat resentfully, the taste of chalk in her mouth finally faded.

Careless.

Niu Xiaoqing stuffed a bottle of orange juice this afternoon, and it was inconvenient to use a cane, so he casually threw the cane in Class 9 classroom.

I still can't leave in the future.As long as he was holding a cane when he got up, no matter how cruel the teacher was, he wouldn't be able to drive him out of the classroom limping.

In the classroom, Qin Yuan sat upright on his seat, staring at the blackboard, holding a pen on the table, his knuckles were slightly white due to the force.

From the corner of his eyes, the figure of that person has been standing there, the center of gravity on his feet has not changed.

Normally, people will change their feet after standing for a long time.So, is it because his feet are not really neat?

For the first time, he looked ahead, at the chemical formulas on the blackboard, at the teacher's opening and closing mouth, but he didn't hear anything clearly.

Finally, he raised his eyes and quickly glanced towards the window.

Ruan Qingmu, who was closing her eyes, just opened them for some reason, and the eyes of the two were caught off guard, passing through the window and meeting in mid-air.

Ruan Qingmu froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled.He stretched out his hand and pointed to the orange juice on Qin Yuan's table.

Qin Yuan stared at his shining eyes, gritted his teeth secretly.

He suddenly picked up the drink bottle, and gulped down the orange juice in one gulp like a puff, and threw it on the table.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the students leaving class were scurrying in the corridor like locusts. Someone ran up to Ruan Qingmu and patted him on the shoulder familiarly: "Boss, the blackboard poster is well drawn, and the eighteen styles are very good." Awesome!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Ruan Qingmu didn't know who that person was, so she was photographed just like that.Annoyed in my heart, I almost wanted to chase up and kick that person, but as soon as I moved, my arm was grabbed heavily.

With a cold face, Qin Yuan dragged him into the classroom expressionlessly: "Can you calm down?"

Ruan Qingmu was confused by him: "What's wrong with me?"

Just as he was about to struggle, Qin Yuan pressed him on the seat.

The tall boy was condescending, and he pressed his shoulders tightly with his palms, full of strength: "Is it interesting to talk nonsense in class? Is it fun to be punished to stand? Or is it beautiful to stand in the corridor?"

Why doesn't this person know how to cherish his body!

In front, Li Jianquan, the school committee member of Class 2, turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

What's going on, isn't the relationship already broken, what are you doing?

Boss Qin is also really strange. This is a class-based class, and there is no designated class leader. It seems inappropriate for him to be so aggressive, right?

The one opposite is a ruthless person, he can beat Liu Jun until his face is covered with blood!

Ruan Qingmu who was pressed on the seat really raised her eyebrows, and the expression on her face was a little subtle.

He stretched out his hand, gently pulled Qin Yuan's hand off his shoulder, narrowing his peach blossom eyes slightly.

"Qin Shaoxia, are you—" He looked at Qin Yuan fixedly, "You are a little too lenient?"

Qin Yuan raised his brows slightly, looked at him, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

Ruan Qingmu lazily took out the earphones and put them back in her ears: "Okay, you're busy with your daily affairs, so go take care of the people in your class."

Qin Yuan looked at him, his stern face was getting colder and colder.

"Don't you understand chemistry class? If you don't understand, you can ask, you can make up, it's good to listen a little bit." He lowered his voice, "Wasting time is the most unwise."

Ruan Qingmu looked at him with a half-smile, and pointed to his ear, making an inaudible expression.

Qin Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand, and took off his earphones: "Listen to music every day, listen to it in class, and listen to it after class, you..."

Ruan Qingmu raised her head, looked at him for a long while, and then unplugged the earphone cable on the phone slowly, and clicked the external button casually.

Lang Lang's English listening content came from the microphone of the mobile phone, which was pleasant and clear.

The top students peeking around looked at each other and held their breath.

Qin Yuan listened to the strings of English reading aloud in amazement, his hand holding the headphone cable froze in mid-air.

Ruan Qingmu looked at Qin Yuan and said softly, "Did you never believe me?"

I didn't believe it before, and I still do now.

Even if there was a moment of sitting under the wine tree and having a drink silently, even if there was a moment of sympathy and regret that we couldn't walk together, this person still has doubts about him after all.

Qin Yuan stood there in a daze, looked into his clear and sharp eyes, and didn't speak.

Ruan Qingmu smiled, with a little self-mockery in her eyes: "So you see, your class teacher is right, isn't it?"

Although he didn't finish the next sentence, Qin Yuan immediately realized what he was talking about.

So good students and poor students cannot be friends.

There is no way to have a tacit understanding, and it is not a way of life at all.

It is said that the most important thing is to communicate with each other, but the distance between hearts sometimes seems far and close.

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