A little sweetness is always in him

The cold wind has completely swept through the entire winter, greedily eroding everything around.Fortunately, the classroom environment in Hehuachi is not bad.

Or maybe because of the new campus, the heating in winter is not so stingy.

"I heard that there is no class in the lotus pond today!"

Nanze suddenly became angry, and looked in the direction of the sound.

It's Zhang Zitong.

She was chatting with several girls around her with relish.

Ever since what happened to Chen Xiao-Woo, it seemed that it hadn't affected her at all.

"Don't go to class?! That's their business, what does it have to do with us..."

"That's right, we're here for a training camp, and we're not students from their own school."

"I really want to not go to class! I haven't worked so hard in the previous school, but here comes the training camp. First, I can't lose the school's face, and second, I can't lose my own face... I really want to cry!"

A few scattered soft voices still came over.

Nan Ze felt a little bored, and planned to sleep on the table for a while.

But Qiao Mu took a book and lightly patted him on the head.

Nan Ze lay on the table and looked at Qiao Mu in a daze, and said in a low voice: "Aqiao, I slept very late yesterday, I'm really sleepy today... I won't even let you go to sleep, do you really have the heart?"

Nanze was obviously acting like a baby in the second half, and Qiao Mu just couldn't do anything about him.

Last night we spent New Year's Eve together, when Qiao Mu fell asleep in a daze.However, Nanze got more and more energetic, and he didn't feel sleepy until dawn.

Nanze has followed Qiao Mu for a long time, and has long been used to going to bed early and getting up early.

Although Qiao Mu used to stay up all night until dawn before, but here he and Nanze seem to check and balance each other when they come to the training camp.

For the sake of health and to reduce the other party's worries, they have entered the mode of going to bed early and getting up early since the training camp.

Qiao Mu turned his head to the side, and he was destined to be unable to meet Nanze's scorching gaze at this time.

Nanze intensified his offensive and yanked his hands off the table restlessly.

He gently hooked Qiao Mu's hand with his fingers, and slowly exerted force little by little.

Qiao Mu didn't expect him to do this at all, so he turned his head and gave him a blank look.

"Aqiao... okay? Let me have a rest today! You are the best!"

Nanze's whole body was already on his desk, and the distance between the two kept getting closer.

The atmosphere in the classroom is really good, and no one pays attention to them.

They were more cheerfully discussing what happened on New Year's Day today. It seemed that something big happened in the lotus pond today.

With a twist of Qiao Mu's wrist, he just hooked up with Nan Ze.

Although holding hands under the table is not very eye-catching, Qiao Muxin suddenly accelerated and jumped happily.

The whole body felt like an electric shock, and the blood flow continued to accelerate.

Qiao Mu didn't speak anymore, just acquiescing as usual.

Nanze managed to hold hands with him, and fell asleep beside him.

Qiao Mu was holding him with his left hand, but Yi was writing a collection of questions quickly with his right hand.

During these days in the lotus pond, Qiao Mu was indeed inspired by some problems.

To put it bluntly, the student training camp wins glory for the school, but in fact it is just an academic exchange between teachers.

Top teachers from several schools will be arranged to teach them together, increasing their academic knowledge on the one hand, and enriching their own teaching experience on the other hand.

It can be regarded as a win-win situation.

This is also the time for early self-study, otherwise they wouldn't be so loose.

Except for self-study in the morning and evening, other class hours are basically formal.

There is no student union, bold enough to sleep at this time.

Of course, Nanze is no exception, usually he will only lie down in the morning self-study for a while, and he will not sleep soundly.

"It seems that we can also go to hold New Year's Day. What are you good at?"

Zhang Zitong sat on the seat and continued talking to them, but his eyes were on Nan Ze and Qiao Mu.

It didn't last long, just a few seconds, she turned her head towards everyone again, and continued talking and laughing.

It was as if nothing had happened, but the smile on his face couldn't be concealed.

"Mengmeng, you can go up and show them the steps to solve the problem! I like you!"

"Ah, then I'd better say goodbye! I don't have any talents, except that I am sensitive to mathematics... I will be embarrassed if I go up!"

"I think so too! I just don't use it for class today!"

After a few bursts of laughter from the girls, the classroom fell into a brief silence.

Nanze squinted for a while, to be honest, he just closed his eyes and thought about something.

He could hear the girls' conversations just now clearly, and he was quicker than anyone else in the small calculations in his heart.

Nanze's hand twitched, and with just a slight touch on Qiao Mu, he turned his gaze away.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Mu said with a suppressed voice.

Nanze still kept his eyes closed, but the sound of breathing was still a beat wrong, disrupting the original regular beat.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu stopped talking, stopped the pen in his hand, and only slowly made small movements on the back of his hand.

Nanze clearly felt movement on the back of the hand lying on his stomach...but he didn't dare to move at all!

He doesn't want it!

Opportunities like holding Qiao Mu's hand while lying on the stomach don't come every day!

Seeing that he was still awake, Qiao Mu didn't intend to stop the movements of his hands.

After drawing for five to six minutes, Qiao Mu drew a dot in the last stroke.

As if exerting some force on purpose, Nanze grunted in pain.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Mu said again.

Nan Ze only opened his eyes slightly, but he only saw Qiao Mu's expression full of gentleness.

He wasn't sure what Qiao Mu had done on the back of his hand just now.

But the hand under the table is still holding each other, and there is a warm wave of joy in my heart.

Nanze simply stood up, a little bit, as if he didn't want to be noticed by his surroundings.

Take a closer look at the painting on the back of the hand is actually a rose? !

How did Qiao Mu think of painting this?

Nanze cleared his throat tactically, but he was still reluctant to let go of the hand under the table.

"Did you draw it?"

Qiao Mu looked at Nan Ze seriously, and immediately changed the subject: "You have to ask it."

Nanze looked incredible: "I...ask...ask it?!"

Qiao Mu just nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if holding back a smile.

Nanze had no choice but to take a deep breath, and said to the flower table on the back of his hand with a smile, "Who painted... who created you? Ah, that's it... okay, okay, I understand, don't worry !"

Seeing his childish appearance, Qiao Mu couldn't help laughing.

Nanze put on a serious look, raised his hands and turned his back to him.

"Cough! He already told me...Aqiao, it's you!"

Qiao Mu chuckled twice before restraining himself, Yan Ran turned into a serious look: "Then he is looking at me now, telling me that he wants to study hard."

Qiao Mu actually followed him and started joking. Nan Ze clenched his hand tightly, pausing for two or three seconds before he was willing to let go.

"Okay, study hard! Listen to what he said."