Chapter 6 6. Borrowing Earplugs

Author: Yan Lingyu

Chapter 6 6. Borrowing Earplugs

When he returned home from school that day, Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile added WeChat to each other in the class group.

Zeng Zhile was both rigorous and efficient in his work. She searched several pictures of the blackboard newspapers online and sent them to Ling Xing, saying that it was a reference and asked her to give her advice.

Ling Xing can't draw, so he has no objection to the paintings chosen by Zeng Zhile.

She enlarged the picture and looked at it for a long time, and replied with two words dryly: [Good.]

Zeng Zhile: [That's it?]

Otherwise?

Every year, the blackboard newspapers have new innovations and awards, and no matter how beautiful the Internet looks, they are still creative ideas that others have used.

Zeng Zhile obviously knew this, so she sent a sighing expression, Ling Xing went back and touched his head, and the chat ended.

Many students in the class group were pulled in. They were chatting in the group at this time. Even the class teacher would have a bubbling browsing from time to time, and specifically reminded everyone not to be addicted to games, to calm down and study hard when school starts.

The students "received" reply one by one, and were well-behaved and neat, but turned their heads and brought a small group to the head teacher behind their backs and continued to chat.

In fact, the only ones who are most active after chatting are those students. Other students can’t even interfere. Or even if they interject a few words, they will pretend that they didn’t see it throughout the whole process and ignore it.

Nothing interesting.

The next day, Ling Xing got up early. When he went out, he met Ji Yan at the door who came to ask her to go to school with him.

The boy stood in the morning light and smiled gently at her: "Stars, morning!"

It is meaningless to take off your anger. After all, Ji Yan can't hear the voices she heard.

After figuring this out, Ling Xing quickly mediated his mood, raised his smile and greeted Ji Yan: "Good morning!"

The relationship between the two returned to normal before Ji Yan discovered the abnormality.

Ling Xing came earlier. When she arrived in the class, there were not many people in the class, and her deskmate Zeng Zhile, who arrived earlier than her, was wiping the desk.

Wipe it inside and out little by little, very carefully.

When Ling Xing walked in and sat down, he smelled a smell of alcohol, which was a bit strong.

There is a transparent spray bottle on the desk, and the transparent liquid inside should be alcohol.

Zeng Zhile casually put the spray bottle into the table, and showed a shy expression to Ling Xing who was looking at her: "Alcohol can disinfect... My mother is a doctor, and I have a mild family genetic cleanliness."

Oh! Ling Xing suddenly realized that no wonder Zeng Zhilei was sitting in the empty seat next to her, and the first thing he saw was not what kind of deskmate would be like in the future, but whether the desk would be clean.

Whether it is boys or girls, it is always a good thing to be clean.

Moreover, Zeng Zhile's obsession with cleanliness is quite mild and has not reached that kind of pathology.

The morning reading ended at 7:30, and after ten minutes of rest, the bell for class rang on time.

The boy who was late yesterday morning and skipped class in the afternoon walked in front of the teacher while stepping on the class bell, and the teacher entered the classroom first.

The new English teacher was a strange face. He stood on the podium and stared at Su Qingluo and sat down in his seat. Although his face was ugly, he didn't say anything.

After the English teacher briefly introduced himself, he opened the book and lesson plan and directly entered the lecture mode.

Before he could say a few words on the podium, Qiu Yilin, who had been quiet all morning, started chatting with the system again.

The whole topic revolves around Su Qingluo who entered the classroom, and the inquiry inside and outside is obvious. Such a rebellious young man can be regarded as a different scenery in his youth. How could he not even be a supporting role in the book?

The system is still patient: "This world is a story written by the author. Although it is a story, these people are flesh and blood and self-thinking. As long as they do not affect the main line of the story, no matter how bright we live, we will not be allowed to intervene."

All illogical settings are for promoting the plot.

Ling Xing accurately grasped the point of "not being allowed to intervene".

The English teacher gave examples of events in life based on the explanation, and used fluent English to talk on the podium. Ling Xing took notes accurately while listening to Qiu Yilin's conversation.

After the above conversation, Qiu Yilin asked Ling Xing the question he wanted to know the most: "Then hasn't my arrival disrupted the main line of the story?"

The system was silent for a while before saying: "The reason we chose the host is because you have outstanding emotions and life. You have received feedback from most readers. They said that after reading enough sweet articles, they all want to read some vicious female supporting roles in the book awakening, hoping that the host will live up to expectations and complete the mission..."

The conversation between Qiu Yilin and the system was forced to end. After most of the class, the English teacher on the podium began a link that scared most of the students and asked questions by name.

By chance, I called the name of Qiu Yilin's deskmate Zhou Yanwen.

Zhou Yanwen's grades were average, and she had been distracted just now, so she couldn't calm down and listen to the class carefully. When she faced the teacher's questions, she couldn't answer them at all.

After a strange silence in the classroom for a while, Zhou Yanwen, who was standing, lowered her head in embarrassment.

Qiu Yilin was not sure about this opportunity to win a good impression because she was just talking to the system and didn't listen to the class carefully.

When she was busy with her studies, the system was hindered by some kind of obstacle and could not help her.

With this lesson, can Qiu Yilin dare not attend classes in the future?

In the end, the English teacher asked Zhou Yanwen to sit down and did not ask any other students. He gave a detailed explanation of what he had just said.

Four classes passed in the morning soon.

The rest time is relatively long at noon. After returning to the classroom from the cafeteria, most students will lie on the desk and sleep for a while.

For most high school students, naps are absolutely indispensable. Even if you just sleep for a while, you will be very awake all afternoon.

Since school just started, the students were still energetic, and the noise was loud and loud in the classroom.

Ling Xing lay on the desk for a long time, and her sleepiness was brewing, but she couldn't sleep at all because of the noise. She had no choice but to open her eyes and sit upright.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Zeng Zhile pointing his finger behind her, pointing to his ear, and signaling her wildly.

Ling Xing turned around and looked behind him inexplicably.

The boy behind him came back at some point and was lying on the desk and sleeping soundly, revealing a half of his side face outside his arm. No matter how you look at people and animals, you can see that they are harmless.

Ling Xing’s mood at this moment is beyond the description of the two words envy.

Su Qingluo can fall asleep in such an environment, and he is indeed a well-deserved sleeping god.

Zeng Zhile pointed at his ear again, then she leaned close to Ling Xing and whispered: "I saw him stuffing his ears into his ears."

Ling Xing suddenly realized: "That's it."

"Tsk!" Zeng Zhile lay on the desk a little bit: "I want to have lunch break, but it's so noisy... Hey, I just saw Su Qingluo that seemed to have prepared several pairs of earplugs. Why don't we borrow two from him first?"

Ling Xing disagreed: "Isn't it good to disturb others' sleep?"

Zeng Zhile glanced back: "He just lay down two minutes ago. I bet he just closed his eyes and must not be asleep. Can you lend it to him?"

Ling Xing's arm had already stretched out, and she gently patted Su Qingluo's arm, then she remembered to ask: "Aren't you familiar with him? Why don't you lend him?"

Zeng Zhile smiled shyly: "I don't know him well, and I heard that he doesn't seem to have a good temper, especially when he didn't wake up..."

Ling Xing suddenly withdrew his hand when he heard this.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Su Qingluo opened his sleepy eyes, frowned and raised his head from the desk, and his eyes fell straight on Ling Xing.

But in a moment, the beautiful eyes returned to clearness, and his eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold aura all over his body.

"What to do?" he asked.

The sound and color are mediocre, without any ups and downs.

Ling Xing pulled Zeng Zhile's hem hard under the desk, but Zeng Zhile clearly pretended to be dead, and Ren Lingxing would never look back no matter how hard he pulled it.

Ling Xing hesitated for a moment, and barely squeezed out a embarrassed smile at the boy who looked at her with a bad eye behind him: "Student Su, can you lend me a pair of your... earplugs?"

Su Qingluo didn't say anything, just stared at her for a while, and then fell back on the desk again.

At the same time, a small box flew over from behind and landed straight in Ling Xing's arms.

Ling Xing rushed to catch it, opened the box, and there were several pairs of brand new earplugs neatly placed inside.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!