destiny is you

The next day, Gu Yiru went to the cram school recommended by her mother. It was really close to home, and she didn't know the price since she had never made up the class. As for the teacher, heh, as long as it wasn't a teacher from Seventeen Middle School.

The small class teaching mode of 15 students, Gu Yiru felt good after listening to a class, so she went to the person in charge to sign up.

A few days later, the person in charge notified Gu Yiru to come to class.

The class that Gu Yiru applied for was newly opened, and the classroom was only temporarily vacated. The space is not big, and it is a bit crowded for two people to share a table.Gu Yiru took the time to enter the classroom, and the people who came to attend the class took up seven to eighty-eight seats, and all the better seats were taken. Gu Yiru was arranged by the teacher in the last seat.Gu Yiru was secretly proud of having an entire desk to herself, at least she didn't have to squeeze around with others.

The teacher gave a short self-introduction in English, and then asked the students to introduce themselves one by one in the same way as she did just now. When it was Gu Yiru's turn, she stood up and was about to speak, when the door was pushed open vigorously. Panting, a girl rushed in, breathlessly said "Sorry, Iamlate." The teacher glanced at her and opened the roster.

"Name?"

"Feng Shu."

"Student Feng Shu, remember to go out early next time." The teacher glanced at the classroom and pointed to Gu Yiru who was standing, "Sit next to her."

Gu Yiru: "..."

The grievance in Gu Yiru's heart, her speech was interrupted, and the desks had to be shared. The first day of class was so difficult, it's simply! !

Feng Shu walked to Gu Yiru's side according to his words, and Gu Yiru gave up the seat on the side of the wall to Feng Shu.

Forget it, the dumb eats coptis, and swallows it bitterly.

After all the students finished their self-introductions, the teacher made a summary in terms of vocabulary and sentence patterns, and the class ended like this.

In class the next day, Gu Yiru took the time to walk into the classroom and found that the windy girl from yesterday was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, I'm not coming, or I'm late again," Gu Yiru smiled, thinking it's best not to come, it's hot to death in summer.

Ten minutes into the class, the scene from yesterday reappeared, but this time it was not Gu Yiru who was interrupted, but the teacher who was writing on the blackboard. The teacher stopped writing and opened the roster.

"Name?"

"Feng Shu."

"Student Feng Shu, remember to go out early. I just talked about a particularly important sentence pattern. I borrow other people's notes to copy after class."

Feng Shu answered "Yes" lightly.

On the third day of class, Gu Yirulei walked into the classroom impatiently, and found that Miss Feng's seat was empty.

There are only three things, this girl is too organized, even at this point, Gu Yiru can figure out with the ends of her hair that the girl surnamed Feng must be late.

Sure enough, the situation of the previous two days happened again. The teacher frowned, lowered his voice, and opened the roster.

"Name?"

"Feng Shu."

"Feng Shu," the teacher paused for two seconds, "Could you come earlier next time? Is your home far away? Are you usually late for school? Go back to your seat, I have class."

On the fourth day of class, Feng Shu was...and...late again.

On the fifth day of class, Feng Shu was... and... and... late again.

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On the Nth day of class, Gu Yiru walked into the classroom without any hesitation, and looked at Feng Shu's seat habitually.

Oh, I haven't come yet, how many days have passed, at least half a month, this teacher is also good-tempered, and he doesn't persuade him to leave.

Gu Yiru took out the books, arranged the stationery, and enjoyed this moment of spaciousness.

"If you don't want to come, don't come. You don't care about the lectures. You don't need to show off if you have a mine at home." Gu Yiru sighed.

Feng Shu has been late for a long time, and his face has worn down. He opened the door and walked in and went straight to his seat without saying hello. The teacher didn't bother to argue with her, and continued to teach as usual.

But Gu Yiru worked hard, every time she had to get up to let Feng Shu in, Gu Yiru was very dissatisfied.

In fact, Feng Shu has a good command of English, so it doesn't matter whether she enrolls in the class or not, but her family can't understand her lazy state during the holidays, so they force him to attend classes and study.

Feng Shu couldn't beat them, so every time he went out, he had to take a long detour to attend class. On a hot day, even Feng Shu himself felt tired.

The heart is so tired, spending money and suffering.

After listening to the class for a long time, Feng Shu realized that Gu Yiru who was sitting next to her was a strange guy, and it was easy to sneak away when she was listening to the textbook in the afternoon. .

Feng Shu suddenly became interested and wanted to see what was recorded in Gu Yiru's notes.

Gu Yiru also noticed that Feng Shu, who was sitting next to her, often peeked at her notebook intentionally or unintentionally.

At first, Gu Yiru thought that Feng Shu was writing slowly and didn't keep up with the progress of the class. She didn't know her well and felt embarrassed to borrow notes directly, so she took a sneak peek.

After a long time, Gu Yiru discovered that there was no notebook on Feng Shu's desk at all, and a book and a pen were the necessary items for Feng Shu's daily lectures.

The attitude is rather casual.

During the break between classes, Feng Shu, uncharacteristically, did not sleep on the table, but lightly poked Gu Yiru's arm, intending to talk to her.

If you want to borrow notes, you have to get on well with each other first.

Gu Yiru was already dissatisfied with Feng Shu, so she replied angrily, "Why?"

Wow, so fierce.

Feng Shu was taken aback by Gu Yiru's tone, is this person so hot-tempered? !Or did he accidentally offend her? !

Feng Shu didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Gu Yiru stared at Feng Shu intently, "Are you going out for a walk?"

"Don't go out, don't go out." Feng Shu's mind turned quickly, "Let's change seats. I came late, and I will trouble you every time I go in and out."

"No." Gu Yiru refused without hesitation.

It was extremely crowded inside.

Feng Shu was not surprised by this answer, she was not comfortable sitting down these days.

Feng Shu continued to look for something to say.

"Your name is Gu Yiru?" Feng Shu caught a glimpse of the signature on the lower right corner of the book cover.

Gu Yiru felt that Feng Shu was playing tricks on her. After listening to N days of classes at the same table, people who are face-blind should know each other.

"Is there something wrong?" Gu Yiru gently covered it with a note.

"Yes, lend me the notes." Feng Shu showed a standard smile.

Gu Yiru sized up Feng Shu, she had already rejected her about changing seats, and now she came to borrow notes again, what the hell are you doing borrowing notes from someone who doesn't even have a notebook!

Gu Yiru handed over the note, "I still need to use it in class, please hurry up."

"Hmm." Feng Shu glanced at the notes quickly, and felt like laughing at first, as few people can write English with a pen-like feel.

This Gu Yiru is really a weirdo to a certain extent.

"Do you usually write English words like this?"