Deskmates

During the lunch break, the students in the classroom were copying their homework meticulously, and there were also students who were concentrating on reading and giggling. The head teacher suddenly appeared in front of the classmates quietly, and the classmates' giggling expressions suddenly disappeared, and they raised their heads ominously.

The class teacher picked up the student's book, frowned and shouted in her high voice: "You are already in your senior year of high school, and you still have time to read novels. Don't you want to take back what you confiscated last time?"

I walked to the podium and threw the book hard on the desk. The sound suddenly woke up the students who were pretending to be asleep. The class teacher was now explaining her so-called truth earnestly. The students could only pretend to listen seriously.

Some even picked their ears and pursed their lips.

Wang Zici squinted his eyes and stretched, and put his hand on the table to support his chin. Seeing his sister who was still sleeping soundly beside him, he gently pushed his sister's hand as a pillow with his elbow, but Yan Manjia did not

There was no response. Now she had entered her own consciousness space and fell asleep. The one who was about to wake up would be another soul, Jian Kong.

When Wang Zici saw his sleeping sister, he slowly approached his sister's nostrils above her mouth with his index finger, playfully feeling her breathing. This scene was seen by the head teacher, who stopped chattering and said a lot

"Nonsense", now my mouth was dry and I swallowed.

"Wang Zici, have you finished your homework?"

The head teacher began to point the finger at Wang Zici again.

Wang Zici slowly took back his hand and nodded.

"Come out for a moment."

The class teacher walked out of the classroom, stopped, turned around and went back to pick up the novel book on the desk. He stared at the female classmate who had just read the novel with wide eyes. The female classmate rolled her eyes at the back of the class teacher with a sullen look on her face.

"Let me tell you directly, this is a critical period, don't talk about love."

"With your grades, you can definitely get into a good university."

The head teacher "recited sutras" meticulously.

Wang Zici was very confused by the words of the teacher in front of him, and Wang Zici interrupted the head teacher.

"Do you have any evidence that I, Wang Zici, am in love?"

The head teacher was shocked that Wang Zici dared to talk to him like this.

"Is this how you usually talk to your teacher?"

The head teacher's expression gradually became angry.

Wang Zici recalled what his father, Wang Xunrong, told him. He should not behave in a arrogant manner when talking to other people in school, just like he treated employees in the group. He must treat others with courtesy.

"Sorry, teacher."

Wang Zici lowered his head and said apologetically.

The class teacher was ready to talk about Wang Zici. Gu Zhi came out of the office and told the class teacher that the Chinese teacher had something to do with her. So the class teacher could only ask Wang Zici to return to the classroom. When the class teacher entered the office, he smiled politely at Gu Zhi.

He reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth.

Gu Zhi watched Wang Zici walk into the classroom and was silent for a few seconds.

After Jian Kong woke up, the first person who appeared in front of her eyes was Wang Zici. She shouted in surprise: "Wang Zici."

Wang Zici was startled by his sister's sudden shout. His classmates also looked at Jian Kong with "idiot" eyes, while Wang Zici sat in his seat.

After Jian Kong saw the words written by Yan Manjia in the notebook, he whispered "Oh", nodded, and turned to look at Wang Zici intently. Wang Zici noticed that his sister had been staring at him, looking a little shy.

He scratched his hair.

Jian Kong touched his stomach and said with strength as if he hadn't eaten: "Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry."

The prince was stunned for a moment, then took out packages of snacks one after another from his schoolbag and placed them on Jian Kong's desk. Jian Kong's dull eyes suddenly brightened up. She tore open the packages of snacks one after another and took a big bite.

Eating with big mouthfuls.

Wang Zici couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw his sister looking around so cutely while eating.

Jian Kong, who was looking out the window, heard Wang Zici's laughter and patted Wang Zici's shoulder with his hand. Wang Zici hissed, and the pain in his shoulder suddenly flashed away.

"You are so strong."

Wang Zici rubbed his shoulders, while Jian Kong hid under the table and ate something in his mouth, saying incoherently: "Sorry, I'll pay attention next time. Help me keep an eye on the window and the door."

But the location of the office is on the diagonal side of the classroom. In the office, the head teacher is chatting with other teachers. The head teacher goes to the window and opens the curtains to quietly observe every move of the classmates through the window. However, the scope of observation is limited and he can only see

The classmates by the window in the classroom were about to close the curtains after a short while of watching. However, Jian Kong raised her head at this moment. The class teacher saw her eating and then closed the curtains hard.

The head teacher said to the chatting teacher with a smile: "I'm going to see the children in my class."

As soon as he turned around, his face fell instantly. When he walked softly to the door, Wang Zici saw his sister who was eating snacks with gusto. Jian Kong quickly wiped his mouth and put away the snacks. Pretending to sleep, Wang Zici

Seeing Jian Kong moving so quickly, he thought it must not be the first time, so he lay down on the table and pretended to sleep.

The head teacher walked to Jian Kong's desk and knocked on the table. Jian Kong slowly raised his head and looked at the head teacher in confusion and said, "Teacher Chen?"

The head teacher sighed, and when he saw other students sleeping again, his voice became weaker and he said, "Have you finished the snacks?"

Jian Kong quietly leaned forward a little, tightly close to the desk hole, but how could such a small movement escape the sharp eyes of the class teacher.

"Go to the office and wait for me."

Jian Kong had no choice but to slowly walk out of the classroom. As he left, he looked back at the sleeping Wang Zici. After seeing Jian Kong leave, the class teacher reached into the hole in the desk and took out a handful of snack packaging bags, then threw them into the trash can.

, and left a bag as evidence, then gently closed the door and walked into the office.

The class teacher sat at his desk and kept looking at Jian Kong who was standing: "Yan Manjia, you are good in other subjects, but your math score is not ideal."

The head teacher smiled awkwardly and joked: "Are you biased against me, teacher?"

"Teacher Chen, I have something to do with my class representative. Can you..."

Gu Zhi kept pressing the button of the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice.

The head teacher nodded quickly and said, "Oh, okay, I'm going back to the dormitory soon anyway."

Then I packed up my desk and walked past Teacher Gu's desk to hear him discussing materials for chemical experiments with Yan Manjia.

After seeing Teacher Chen leave, Gu Zhi stood up and looked at the corridor of the office where there was no one there. He closed the door and returned to his desk. When he saw her with one hand on the partition of the desk, he knew that her informal look was definitely not Yan.

Manjia.

"When will Yan Manjia come out?"

Gu Zhi put on his glasses and corrected his homework and said to Jian Kong in a low voice.

Jian Kong pulled out the chair under the desk next to him, sat on it, looked at the ceiling and said, "It depends on whether I fall asleep in class or not."

After speaking, he nodded.

"Go back to class."

"okay."

Jian Kong immediately stood up, walked a few steps towards the door and then stepped back, pushing the chair back to its original position. When she walked out, she didn't close the door. The kind-hearted Feng quickly closed the door for her. With a "pop", the door

Closed tightly.

The afternoon classes began, and the first period was the "fatal" Chinese class. Jian Kong narrowed his eyes as he listened to the Chinese teacher's emotional voice reading the text. Wang Zici was also concentrating on drawing pictures for his dozing sister.

To draw, he held the pencil upright and aimed at his sister's side face, with one eye closed and the other eye pointing at the pencil to observe his sister's layered facial features.

In the end, there was only one stroke left to complete this perfect painting, and Jian Kong fell down.

Wang Zici whispered: "Small nose, big eyes, pink mouth."

Looking at her painting, she smiled proudly and pushed her sister's hand. Jian Kong suddenly raised her head, turned around and saw the painting by Wang Zihua, and picked up the painting at once, with a very disgusted expression on her face. She held the painting to compare it.

The Chinese teacher's side face couldn't help but smile and said: "You... what are you doing drawing teacher when you have nothing to do?"

Wang Zici grabbed the painting, his expression slightly angry.

"I clearly painted you."

Wang Zici said softly.

When Jian Kong heard that the person in the painting was herself, she touched her little face and said doubtfully, "I'm very white, but I'm not as dark as the painting."

As she spoke, she pointed at the painting she despised.

"What do you know? This is a sketch."

Wang Zici said in an unconvinced tone.

After this heated discussion about the painting, Jian Kong's sleepiness disappeared. Wang Zici originally wanted to show his sister the painting after it was completed, but he did not expect that his sister actually disliked his painting, and he even rubbed the painting directly.

He threw it into a ball, tossed it with his hand, and wanted to throw it into the trash can. Unfortunately, he was in a bad mood and didn't throw it in. The ball of paper was facing the trash can.

After school in the afternoon, Wang Zici walked in front, and Jian Kong followed him. She noticed that Wang Zici was angry, but no matter how much she apologized, Wang Zici just ignored her. Jian Kong suddenly remembered that Yan Manjia had told her about Wang Zici before.

After wanting to be her brother, she wondered if she would call him brother so that he wouldn't be angry. The key point was that Jian Kong was worried that if she got into trouble with him because of this matter, it would bring unnecessary trouble to Yan Manjia.

trouble.

"elder brother."

This cry of brother entered Wang Zici's heart. Wang Zici raised his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

Wang Xunrong, the father of the family, had prepared a healthy and delicious dinner. He was looking out the window and waiting for his children to come home for dinner. He saw them coming back together. He quickly looked in the mirror. The sloppy look at the beginning disappeared. He looked at the plaid shirt and shirt he was wearing.

Dressed like a suit and jeans, he just wanted his daughter to know that he was an amiable and good father. Although he was dressed plainly, he could not hide his innate temperament.
To be continued...