Confessed to the enemy in front of the whole school

Long Shanhai has always been very emotional. Before, he organized a class of students to do, "Time Capsule - Write a letter to the future me", "Parents fist - read a poem to their favorite", "Hug Myself-write out my ten advantages and disadvantages" and so on.

The list goes on and on.

The students in class one are also used to it.

Even if I think it's hypocritical many times, I will still do it.

At this time, although everyone was not quite used to this communication method, the overall atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Looking at it, Long Shanhai felt very relieved.

My country is very stable.

Until his eyes drifted to the lower left corner of the classroom, and when he saw two people, his eyes froze immediately.

Forget about them.

Just look at that vibe.

What is this called?

Dark clouds cover the top.

Yu Cen really felt a little sorry.

After all, he was the one who misunderstood others because he was not pleasing to the eye when watching Guan Zhiya.

But now...

"Who pays attention to you?" Yu Cen tilted his head and stared at Guan Zhiya, almost gritting his teeth.

"I'm not blind, everyone can see. I'm just..."

"Just thinking more?" Guan Zhiya continued, looking at Yu Cen's wrinkled face into a bun, it was funny, "Student Yu Cen, I'm not a saint, but I'm not as scumbag as you think."

"I……"

Yu Cen moved his lips, and Long Shanhai spoke again.

After clapping his hands twice, Long Shanhai said, "Alright, everyone be quiet!"

Glancing at Yu Cen and Guan Zhiya, Long Shanhai felt a headache.

When Guan Zhiya was coming to the first class, he was a little worried about Yu Cen.So even knowing how students like Guan Zhiya and Yu Cen graduating from his class would affect his career...he still had the idea of ​​rejecting Guan Zhiya.

Later his wife persuaded him to stop.

Wherever there is competition, there will be hostility.

It's a good thing that the two top students are fighting each other for the first place, and it won't produce much bad results.

Unexpectedly, these two people got together by accident.

Also don't know what to do between them.

Really balding.

Suppressing the worry in his heart, Long Shanhai coughed lightly, walked to the side of the podium, and said, "Usually I am nervous about studying, and I know that everyone is stressed, so... I have prepared a gift for you."

Hearing the word "gift", everyone's eyes lit up, staring at the black unknown object beside Long Shanhai.

Standing about half the height of a person, it is not too big judging from the bag it is wrapped in. It is long and thin, with thin legs exposed, and a bulky chassis underneath.

When Long Shanhai brought this thing in just now, everyone was already guessing what it was.

There was another commotion in the class.

Yu Cen was still staring at Guan Zhiya, his eyes were round, his mouth was narrow, and his cheeks with baby fat looked more bulging than usual.

All in all, he looked very angry and stubborn.

Guan Zhiya stared at Yu Cen for two seconds, couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, and chuckled lightly: "Okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't go out with girls alone, I promise I won't in the future."

Yu Cen frowned instantly.

Guan Zhiya: "I don't even touch gifts from others."

Yu Cen: "You—"

Guan Zhiya: "You are welcome to supervise, at the same table."

"...Why are you telling me this!"

Yu Cen snorted coldly, looked away from Guan Zhiya's face, and turned to look at Long Shanhai.

back row.

Tang Miao was dumbfounded, and couldn't help grabbing Wen Xuze's arm with both hands: "It's so strange... so strange, what the hell is this doing?!"

Wen Xuze was taken aback by his sudden movement, and slapped his hand away: "You are so strange, what are you doing?"

Tang Miao: "If you said you were asking your husband if he went out to fool around, now it's too much like promising your wife that I will never do it again in the future!"

"...?"

It took several seconds to realize that he was talking about Yu Cen and Guan Zhiya in front of him. Wen Xuze looked at him like he was insane: "You think so much, do you want to be a screenwriter in the future?"

Tang Miao smacked her lips, turned around silently, her eyes still full of confusion, and muttered: "No, you don't understand."

Wen Xuze shrugged, "Well, I don't understand. The big screenwriter, let your imagination run wild and tell me, what is the one brought by the Dragon King?"

Tang Miao shook her head: "No matter what it is, it can't compare to those two illusions in front."

On the edge of the podium, Long Shanhai had done his best, and he was in a good mood seeing everyone repeatedly guessing and failing.

"Hehe" laughed twice, Long Shanhai: "If you have pressure, you need to vent, so—"

With a swish, the black bag was picked up.

Everyone keep your eyes open.

I saw a flash of pink, and a round thing wobbled a few times before stopping.

"—Crack!" Long Shanhai raised his hand and punched, with an unexpected smile on his face, "So I prepared this for you, boxing balls! If you are unhappy in the future, if you want to vent, come here and hit it a few times. Don't greet yourself, "

Speaking of this, Long Shanhai paused, and couldn't help but glanced towards the corner, sweeping over Guan Zhiya and Yu Cen, "You can't hit your classmates, even if you have ideas."

"I hung the gloves on the window sill for you, remember to wear them when playing, so as not to hurt your hands." Long Shanhai instructed.

The students fell silent looking at the pink sphere that might not be as big as their own head.

Some people couldn't help raising their hands, "Thank you teacher, but... why is it child-like?"

And so pink and tender.

"The leader didn't agree with me buying a big sandbag, saying it was too violent. I brought over the one my girl used to play with at home. I ordered it from a friend before, and my girl likes it!" Long Shanhai was very satisfied with his wit .

classmates:"……"

Thank you sister, the sacrifice was too great.

Since then, the pink boxing ball has settled down in the first class.

Today's emergency class will take up the entire first quarter of evening self-study.

The class is very happy, and there is boxing ball to play after class.

So that 10 minutes after the evening self-study in the second quarter, everyone settled down to study hard.

As for Yu Cen, he finished his homework in the afternoon.It took me 10 minutes to finish a set of chemistry papers, and I felt that I was in a bad state, so I didn't want to write any more.

He took out a book with a book cover from his bag and planned to read it.

After opening, only a slight sound was heard, and something fell out of it.

Yu Cen was stunned for a moment, his heart stopped beating when he saw the small white card on the table and the familiar handwriting on it.

Banging the book upside down on the table forcefully, Yu Cen almost fell on his stomach.

How could he forget that this little card is still in this book!

This is not a small movement.

Guan Zhiya stopped writing and turned his head to look at him.

But Yu Cen was also staring at him, with a complicated expression on his face, two points embarrassed, three points regretted, five points happy.

His expression was really rich, Guan Zhiya raised his eyebrows slightly.

His eyes swept down to the book he was pressing, and his eyes became playful.

It seems to be saying: I understand, don't worry.

Yu Cen: "..."

No, you don't understand, brush your question.

Turning his head to face the window sill, Yu Cen lay down on the table in despair. After waiting for a long time, he slowly reached out and touched under the book...

Feeling about, he took the small piece of paper "Darkness" into his hand, and Yu Cen quickly threw it into the belly of the table.

After finishing all this, Yu Cen lay on the ground for a few more seconds before sitting up as if nothing had happened, raised his hand to smooth his hair, picked up the book and started to read, pretending that nothing happened just now.

It's a pity that I didn't finish reading the book. The villain in my mind has already fought for three hundred rounds.

One side is firm: What are you still doing with that little card!Don't even look at who gave it to me!Throw it away to save space!

The other party refused to give in: the quality of the card is so good, the handwriting is not ugly, it is not very good to keep it as a bookmark, you see, you don’t even have a bookmark.

Party: Do you really want to keep that?Do you act like a thief every time and don't dare to show it to others?

The other party: Why don't you dare to show it to others?Don't worry, don't be afraid to be seen.That's just a bookmark, a tool without emotion.

……

In the end, Yu Cen struggled for half a class, convinced himself with tool theory, and left the little card.

Throwing away the waste, he just wanted to protect the environment.

Near the end of the second period of evening self-study, the class began to stir on a small scale.

Although there is a third session of evening self-study for senior one and senior two, it is not compulsory to attend.Everyone is free to choose whether to take this class or not.

But generally there are very few left, only a few students who sleep in the dormitory.

Yu Cen's daily necessities in the dormitory are not ready yet, and he is going home today, so he doesn't plan to keep more.

Yu Cen started to pack his things.

When he reached into the belly of the table and touched the card, Yu Cen paused for a moment, then held the card very calmly, as if he was holding anything, and was about to re-enter the book of "Condor Hero" when he took it out. "Couple".

Sensing Guan Zhiya's gaze, Yu Cen's fingertips felt numb for a moment.

Guan Zhiya: "This one——"

Yu Cen blurted out: "I'm just an enthusiastic environmentalist."

Guan Zhiya stopped his movements when he heard the words, and only then saw the small card in his hand.After a while, he looked away again, and Guan Zhiya continued: "This paper was given to you by a classmate over there. I don't know his name."

A math test paper was placed in front of Yu Cen.

"..." Yu Cen stared at it, feeling that the little card in his hand was like a soldering iron.