Chapter 689

When Qiao Nianzhi hands over the water bottle, Mu Yixuan is playing the magic cube. The two boys who are chasing and fighting make a lot of noise. When he lifts his eyelids and looks over, Qiao Nianzhi just bumps into a boy.

Collision is too sudden, Joe Nianzhi did not have time to respond.

Her arms were held down by both hands to stabilize her heels. After looking up and seeing each other's face, she was temporarily stunned. She hurriedly avoided it and said thanks and went back to her seat.

The boy said faintly that he had nothing to do and returned to his seat.

"Xiaozhi, are you ok?" Wei Ruohan came over.

Qiao Nianzhi shook his head: "it's OK."

It's just a little awkward.

Mu Yixuan's eyes fell on the horse's tail that swayed gently at the back of her head. Two seconds later, she moved away, lowered her head, lowered her eyelids and turned the magic cube in her hand.

The last class is Chinese class. Qiao Nianzhi, as the representative of Chinese class, helps the teacher to send the test paper of last week to the students.

There are a lot of papers. One person sends them too slowly. She gives a part to Wei Ruohan, and they send them together.

Wu Zhonghao's paper was sent by her. Before she sent it to him, she took a look at the score on it. She only got 50 points in the exam, and even couldn't reach the pass line.

Mu Yixuan's paper is at the end, and his score is not high. It's only 70 points. Qiao Nianzhi knows that his scores in other subjects are very good, so he specially looks at his test paper. It turns out that he left his composition empty. No wonder he got so many points.

Joe Nianzhi put the test paper on his desk with a complicated look, turned and pulled his chair back to his seat.

Before speaking the test paper, the teacher publicly criticized several people who didn't do well, including Mu Yixuan and Wu Zhonghao.

Mu Yixuan, in particular, was criticized by his teacher, saying that he was seriously partial to his subjects and that he could not go on like this.

After class, the Chinese teacher called Qiao Nianzhi to the office, told her about the composition competition in November, and asked her to tutor Mu Yixuan.

In fact, Mu Yixuan's grades in all subjects are good, except for Chinese, classical Chinese and composition score is too serious.

After lunch, Qiao Nianzhi finished the remaining blackboard newspaper.

After washing her hands, Mu Yixuan was already in the classroom. When she opened her chair and sat down, she caught a glimpse of him holding a cartoon in his hand.

After sitting down, Qiao Nianzhi thought of the Chinese teacher's words and thought about it. She turned around with her Chinese book and poked twice in Mu Yixuan's cartoon: "classmate mu."

Mu Yixuan puts down the book with a frown, raises his eyelids, and looks up at Qiao Nianzhi.

Qiao Nianzhi saw a little impatience in his eyes. She slightly pursed her lower lip and said to him, "the Chinese teacher asked me to help you with your classical Chinese after class. If you have time now, take out the Chinese books."

Mu Yixuan didn't move, his head slightly deviated, his lips hooked, and his eyes seemed to smile carelessly: "where do you think I look like I have time now?"

Joe Nianzhi's eyes fell on the cartoon in his hand.

Seeing that he didn't seem to like it very much, Qiao Nianzhi didn't want to force him, so he turned around with his own book.

Mu Yixuan just wants to tease Qiao Nianzhi by playing with her mouth. As a result, she gives up and feels angry and funny.

Why is this man so boring?

Definitely the most boring girl he's ever met.

He stuffed the comic book into the drawer, found out the Chinese book, rolled it up, and then put it on Joe Nianzhi's shoulder and patted it twice.

Qiao Nianzhi looks at him with a puzzled face.

He moved his eyebrow: "don't you want to help me?"

In the afternoon, after school, some of the boys in the class went to the court to play.

Qiao Nianzhi and Wei Ruohan go to the canteen to have a meal and take a walk in the campus.

When passing by building a, Wei Ruohan saw someone playing badminton and ran out to participate. Qiao Nianzhi was not interested, so he sat on the lawn with his English pocket book and memorized words.

Wei Ruohan has been playing badminton for half an hour. She is so tired that she is out of breath. She runs to Qiao Nianzhi and reaches for the English pocket book: "Xiao Zhi, don't read it. Your brain will be broken if you don't rest. Come and play badminton with us."

Joe Nianzhi was pulled up by her and faltered: "if you don't mind, slow down."

At six o'clock, Luzhou, which is already in autumn, has not set yet. The sun is restrained by the heavy clouds, and the wind is cool.

After playing badminton for more than ten minutes, Qiao Nianzhi is very tired. Her academic performance is good, but her motor cells are not active.

Wei Ruohan wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to Qiao Nianzhi, "Xiaozhi, let's wash our face."

Joe Nianzhi nodded, picked up the pocket book on the chair and left with her.

Before they reached the sink, Qiao Nianzhi and Wei Ruohan heard Wu Zhonghao and Zheng Yuchen talking with laughter. To enter the line of sight, Mu Yixuan is also with them.

Wu Zhonghao's uniform is yellow, Zheng Yuchen's is white, and Mu Yixuan's red uniform is the most conspicuous. The three of them should have just finished playing basketball and their uniforms haven't been changed.

There are three rectangular wash basins on the left and three on the right. Mu Yixuan stands on the other side.

The tap was on, and he bent down to wash his face.

After washing his face, he suddenly bent down and put his head under the tap.

Wu Zhonghao saw Wei Ruohan and Qiao Nianzhi come over and waved to their younger sister, but what he called was Qiao Nianzhi: "Wen Wei!"

"Finished playing basketball?" Wei Ruohan asked.

"Well, why don't you go to see our competition with the culture and Art Commission? We beat Class Five next door." With that sentence, Wu Zhonghao straightened his back with pride, "crushing strength!"

Mu Yixuan casually flushed his head with tap water, touched the tap and turned it off, wiped the water on his face with his palm, and then shook his head.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Joe Nianzhi is far away from him, not on the same side, but his arm seems to be splashed by the water he threw away. It's a little cold.

Evening self-study, Qiao Nianzhi in the class to do handouts, Chinese teacher came to a trip, and called her to the office.

Or because of the composition competition, the teacher gave her several winning compositions from previous competitions and asked her to take them back for reference.

Qiao Nianzhi was a little anxious to urinate after he left the office, so he went to the toilet.

Before the end of class, the campus was quiet. She stepped on the shadow on the ground under the street lamp and walked towards the toilet.

The men's and women's toilets are in the same place. They are divided into two parts. Qiao Nianzhi turns a corner and goes inside. When he looks up, he sees several people smoking at the door of the men's toilet.

She was stunned, subconsciously stopped.

Because the class is not over, her sudden appearance also let those boys have a moment of consternation.

Qiao Nianzhi stood there, his eyes fell on one of them.

Mu Yixuan.

Mu Yixuan leaned against the wall, leaning slightly, with a cigarette between his fingertips. He didn't see Mars on the cigarette, as if he hadn't had time to light it.

School strict investigation of smoking, a few of them ran to the toilet during class time to smoke, blatantly against the wind!

Qiao Nianzhi pretends not to see her and goes to the women's room with her head down.

Mu Yixuan looks at her indifferently, and pins the cigarette between his fingers to his ear.

When Qiao Nianzhi passed by, he extended his arm forward and stopped the man: "this classmate."