Don't even think about it!

As soon as the door was closed and the window was closed, the sound outside the corridor suddenly became quieter, and two worlds were successfully separated.

Everyone in Class Nine felt that the most appropriate saying right now was that people outside the wall wanted to come in, and those inside the wall wanted to get out.

But the fact is that people outside the wall can't get in, and people inside the wall can't get out.

It's not that Lu Yan didn't notice the sneaky glances of others, but he kept repeating the scene just now in his mind, which made him a little distracted and annoyed.

The moment he sat in his seat, his new deskmate, Gu Qi... seemed to call his name.

But the voice was too soft, rather than calling him, it was more like speaking to Gu Qi himself.

If it weren't for the quietness in the class at that time, Lu Yan wouldn't have heard it.

Maybe, it's just that I overheard myself.

Everything in this, from the teacher, to the classmates, to the same table, made Lu Yan feel an indescribable "deviation".

In addition, I studied the questions all night yesterday, and I woke up early again this morning. When the wind blew, I had a headache.

Lu Yan slowly leaned over and lay down on the table.

But not long after Lu Yan lay down, the sound of knocking on the table suddenly came from his ear, only twice, very lightly.

Lu Yan opened his eyes and sat up.

Standing in front of him was a girl, not tall, with a ponytail and holding a stack of books in her hand.

"Hello, Lu Yan." Although he was calm, he could still see the obvious embarrassment. "I am Sun Yumeng, the monitor of class nine. This is the textbook that the teacher asked me to give you."

The name is a bit familiar... Lu Yan thought for a while before he remembered that he had heard it in the office this morning.

That's one of his possible tablemates that the female teacher said.

Lu Yan took the book, put it on the table, and said softly, "Thank you."

There was no expression on his face, and a "thank you" that was alienated to the point of indifference made many people turn their heads.

Not to mention Sun Yumeng who came here after doing a good job of psychological training, even the rest of Class Nine were shocked.

This evil god even said "thank you".

Sun Yumeng, who was going to ignore what Lu Yan said and what was fierce, and just send a book to complete the task, faced this sudden "thank you", but couldn't speak anymore. After a long while, he choked out a sentence: "No, no polite."

Lin Ji and Zheng Yi heard this "thank you", and immediately remembered something.

On Saturday night, Lu Yan didn't say a few words in total, including today's sentence, he could count on one hand.

After simple calculation, the word "thank you" is actually the word with the highest frequency.

There are also two "thank you" for their brother Qi.

Lin Ji suddenly had a premonition that Lu Yan might disdain to care about the mobile phone with him.

But he can't make up his mind by himself, and Zheng Yi behind him has another nerve, his brain can't turn around, and he can't use it as valid data for reference.

After much deliberation, I still tore up a piece of paper and prepared to ask Lao Yang.

Lao Yang, that is, Yang Xuzhi who went out with him that day.

Lin Ji picked up the pen and wrote in one breath: "Do you think Shashen has forgotten that I dropped his phone that day?"

Lin Ji glanced at Lu Yan calmly.

Right now, before he noticed it.

Lin Ji stretched his hand under the table, handed the note to his deskmate, and pressed in a low voice, "To Lao Yang."

Lin Ji thought he was doing everything right, and even looked at the wind first to confirm the movement on the other side of Lu Yan.

But who knows, he guarded Lu Yan, but not his deskmate.

At this time, his deskmate, who was still shocked by the courage of the monitor to talk to the school bully, went in the left ear and out the right ear, and immediately passed the note to - Lao Yan next door.

Old Yan next door was full of question marks, opened the note, and opened his eyes wide.

Old Yan next door had exclamation marks all over his head and picked up his pen.

Old Yan next door was full of ellipses, and wrote a new note.

Old Yan next door changed direction and handed it out.

The more and more notes were passed on, the radiation area was getting bigger and bigger. Except for the last row of evil spirits who were resting on their stomachs, most of them turned around with their hands.

From the upper left corner of the class, to the lower right corner.

Lin Ji didn't know all this.

Until the first "reply letter" came to his desk.

Lin Ji opened it and saw that there were 15 large characters written on it.

"Why did you drop Lu Yan's phone???"

Lin Ji: "???"

Lin Ji was confused, and the second note had already arrived.

Lin Ji opened again.

"You couldn't beat Lu Yan, so you dropped his phone???"

third.

"Old Ji! Lu Yan snatched your phone on the road and dropped it on you?!"

The fourth, fifth...

Lin Ji: "..."

When Gu Qi came back from the laboratory, as soon as he entered the door, a ball of paper rolled down at his feet.

More than 40 pairs of eyes in the class stared at him. Gu Qi leaned over, picked up the paper ball, and opened it.

There are all kinds of handwriting in all directions.

"I think Lu Yanren seems to be pretty good."

"I think so too, and I'll say thank you."

"It doesn't look like a child with a punch, is the rumor wrong?"

"It doesn't look like someone who can only write student numbers."

"Maybe he just doesn't like to talk."

"The key is to look good."

……

Gu Qi smiled, folded the paper casually, and put it in his pocket.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at them, and the Class Nine immediately turned back.

The preparatory bell hadn't rang yet, but the third year of senior high school, who had started school for more than half a month in the teaching building next door, was preparing for the exam, and the horn was playing the exam instructions, which was very noisy.

Lu Yan, who was lying on the table, curled his fingertips subconsciously, opened his eyes, and sat up.

Suddenly there was someone beside him, and Lu Yan realized that his deskmate who disappeared after self-study in the morning had returned at some time.

Gu Qi took advantage of the opportunity to sit down beside Lu Yan while looking at the books on the upper right corner of Lu Yan. The first book was a self-made textbook at No. [-] Middle School, and asked very naturally: "The monitor brought it here?"

If it is normal, there is a high probability that Lu Yan will not answer.

But this person is Gu Qi.

No matter how bad the memory is, it was just the night before yesterday.

It was this man's cell phone that he borrowed.

Lu Yan was silent for a while, and finally replied extremely coldly: "Yes."

He obviously didn't want to pay attention to it, but he still responded.

Gu Qi suddenly remembered the note he picked up when he entered the door.

"Maybe just not very talkative."

"I'll still say thank you."

Gu Qi smiled.

Kind of apt.

"Everyone in the class has a good temper and is not difficult to get along with."

"I have something to do..." Gu Qi said, but for some reason, he suddenly paused, and when he spoke again, the topic changed, "It's just that everyone is very busy, so you can find me if you have anything to do."

Gu Qi said leisurely: "I'm free."

Lu Yan: "..."

Lu Yan then turned his head and glanced at Gu Qi.

The two are next to each other, very close.

There is no distance limit, and unlike the dim light on Saturday, Lu Yan can see clearly this time.

I finally understand why in those forums, the name "Gu Qi" is always ridiculed as a "god-level account".

In addition to grades and family background, appearance is also capital.

Obviously, he looks a little aggressive and alienated, but his words are casual, even a little loose.

There is no such person around Lu Yan, Gu Qi is the first one.

Lu Yan looked away.

Should be the last one too.

There are four big classes in the morning, and I don't know who arranged the classes. They are all science. When the last chemistry class comes, everyone is a little wilted.

Lu Yan was also a bit overwhelmed.

The school motto of No. [-] Middle School is very famous in the whole university area, because there are only four "self", simple and easy to remember.

Self-discipline, self-confidence, introspection, freedom.

Teachers from major high schools in Zhen'an have basically come to No. [-] Middle School to listen to open classes. What impressed me the most is the "classroom freedom" in No. [-] Middle School.

Lu Yan felt it now.

A class lasts 45 minutes, and the teacher's words are not even as many as the students. Often, a question or point of view comes out, and immediately begins to explain the problem-solving ideas.

It's not like class at all, like "fighting skills", it's still turn-based.

Coupled with the "retirement and lock-up" policy is firmly grasped, the atmosphere is a bit stagnant.

As soon as the chemistry teacher entered the classroom, he didn't put down the book, so he said first: "Gu Qi, where did I go when I made half of the records in the morning? I searched for a long time, but I can't see anyone?"

This sound shocked the people below, and most of the sleepiness was gone.

Lu Yan looked up at the chemistry teacher.

He should be quite old, and his hair is a little gray, but he can tell that he is in good spirits just by listening to his voice.

Gu Qi smiled, and his tone was a little loose: "Teacher, did I not do a good job, or did I not finish it?"

"It's finished, and it's quite perfect." As soon as he finished speaking, the chemistry teacher immediately realized that he was being involved by Gu Qi again, and hurriedly returned to the topic, "Who asked you when you were late? I asked where you went when you were studying early." went?"

Gu Qi smiled: "If you have something to do, come back and have a look."

The chemistry teacher obviously didn't believe it, and while leaning over the podium to turn on the multimedia equipment, he asked, "Why is it so urgent? Can't you come back after the recording is done?"

Gu Qi glanced at Lu Yan.

Want to meet his new tablemate.

It's very urgent.

Gu Qi didn't say this, but Zheng Yi, the former tablemate who was lying on the other side of the table in a daze, raised his hand, yawned and said: "It's not a big deal, the tablemate is gone."

The members of class nine were sobered up by laughing so abruptly.

God damn tablemate is gone.

It wasn't until Lin Ji slapped Zheng Yi on the shoulder that Zheng Yi remembered what he had just said, and quickly made up for it: "I mean, I'm gone, and I got a new tablemate!"

The chemistry teacher narrowed his eyes, and finally raised his head, but he didn't see Zheng Yi, and asked, "Where's Zheng Yi?"

Under the gaze of many eyes, Zheng Yi raised his hand in horror: "Here."

The chemistry teacher opened the glasses case at hand, took out the reading glasses and put them on, looked at Zheng Yi, then turned his gaze back, and stared at Lu Yan for a while.

"The little classmate next to Gu Qi... Oh, Lu Yan, right? I heard Teacher Zhou mention it."

After finishing speaking, he buried his head to order the courseware, as if he had forgotten the topic just now, and concentrated on the courseware, and did not forget to add: "Gu Qi, please be polite to the little classmates, don't bully the little classmates."

He even told Gu Qi to be careful, don't bully others, and almost caused internal injuries to the members of Class Nine.

The teacher is afraid that he has never heard the rumors about this "little classmate".

However, Gu Qi, who was reminded by the teacher's "sincere words and earnestness", smiled in a good mood, looked at the "little classmate" beside him, and said slowly: "Okay."

"Little Classmate" Lu Yan: "..."

The author has something to say: Thank you for the treasures who threw mines and watered these two days!

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Pineapple Bozai Cake, Arbitrary, Tian Daxian, one of your irises;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Arbitrary; 10 bottles of Qiaozhou; 4 bottles of Yu Yang; you, Dr. Jiang, love me! , If Xiao Wang can sing, Alice, 1 bottle of Buqiucao;

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