"I hope you are my daughter!"

Fang Zhiya sat in her position blankly, touching her hot cheeks, and indulging in the sudden happiness.

However, she is not ready for this happiness yet.

"What do you think?"

Min Yuchan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"No... nothing?"

Fang Zhiya came to her senses and looked at the draft paper on her desk. She found that there was a fat heart-shaped diagram on the polar coordinate system, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

As if she had been discovered some ulterior motives, she subconsciously reached out to get it.

"What are you doing?"

Min Yuchan took away the A4 paper with a smile.

"I...I..."

But I learned that Ya was hesitant and wanted to speak but stopped.

"I haven't finished drawing yet, why are you anxious?"

Min Yuchan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, took out a pink brush and painted her heart into pink, and hummed gently from her mouth.

"The pencil in my hand goes back and forth on the paper, and I use a few lines to describe who you are mine."

Fang Zhiya felt uncomfortable listening to her pleasant singing.

"Hey, what does r=a(1-sinθ) mean?"

Min Yuchan blinked and asked innocently.

"What's the point of...can it be?"

Fang Zhiya's eyes dodged and did not dare to look into her eyes.

"Hehe, that's what it means."

Min Yuchan painted the heart-shaped picture pink, then picked up the A4 paper and shook it in front of her.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Fang Zhihua had a serious face and a serious knife.

"Actually, I don't know what it means, look!"

Min Yuchan smiled softly, picked up the green colored pen and added two green leaves to the heart shape.

Fang Zhiya looked at the peach on the paper and raised an eyebrow.

"How much does it cost per pound of your peach?"

"The peaches in the greenhouse are fifteen pounds and thirty yuan!"

Min Yuchan also cooperated and changed the topic and did not embarrass her anymore.

"You are not enough for fifteen pounds? There is something wrong with the scale!"

"Do you want it! Do you want it?"

Immediately afterwards, there was another striking fight and laughter. Fang Zhiya snatched the A4 paper, and the two of them ended the topic tacitly.

During the break, a news about Zhou Yi sleeping with fans suddenly flooded the screen, completely igniting public opinion.

After all, this top domestic artist came to Nancheng a few days ago.

In the morning, the girls' comments about Zhou Yi were like this:

"Zhou Yi's ancient costume looks are so handsome!"

"It's really handsome. I like his face very much!"

"My brother is really good-looking. Yuichi Katsuma is not worthy of him at all. OK. Why are so many people making CPs?"

The discussion now is like this:

"Really? Zhou Yi was included in the list of bad artists because of his sleeping fans?"

"Isn't it just a sleeping powder? What a normal thing. There are so many male stars who sleeping powder? As for the ban?"

"Haha, this kind of person does not ban it and keep it for the New Year? Support ban!"

"No, I believe in our brother's character."

"Woooooo, my brother, you are finally dead."

"Your brother is completely cold and cannot summon even the reincarnation of the filthy land."

"No, when I think of my brother being banned, I hid in the quilt and laughed out loud."

While everyone was having a lot of discussion, Qin Min was sleeping on the table.

Perhaps because of the boiling discussion, she sat up with some displeasure, rubbed her eyes, and had a "kiss mark" on her face.

She was not surprised that Zhou Yi was banned.

As long as the request she made was not too excessive, grandpa would not refuse.

What's more, it's really easy to ban an artist who is already indecent in his private life and has a lot of bad news.

She also has no psychological burden to destroy the future of an artist.

"Ahhh! Squad leader, Zhou Yi was banned!"

"Wow, my brother, I believe he has no sleeping powder!"

Zheng Yuting's deskmate put his cell phone on her desk and showed her the hot news.

"Who is Zhou Yi? I don't know him."

Zheng Yuting was brushing the question without raising her head.

When the girl's deskmate heard this, she laughed awkwardly and tactfully did not bother her.

The reason why Zheng Yuting has no topics with other girls is largely because she has no interest in fan circles.

She is a boring person, and her topics are interested in are "How to memorize words more efficiently", "How to bargain when going to the vegetable market", "How to cook cheap noodles better", "How to tell whether the vegetables are fresh when buying vegetables", "How to judge whether the vendor is short of weight".

Only Su Songyi will answer these boring topics seriously.

Of course, there are some very private topics, and she will only talk with the little dirty girl Qin Min.

"Look! I bought this for 1,500 yuan, saving a few months of money!"

The otaku sitting at the front table showed a plastic villain to his deskmate. He was a female fighter wearing a white top, a black short skirt and stockings.

"What kind of character is this?"

"Don't you know?"

The otakus couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After finishing the question, Zheng Yuting accidentally raised her head and looked at her, raised her eyebrows, and blurted out subconsciously.

"Tifa?"

"Squad leader, are you playing Final Fantasy?"

The otakus suddenly became excited and turned around to look at her, his eyes lit up.

"What is Final Fantasy...?"

Zheng Yuting touched her head, a little confused.

The otaku was a little puzzled and always felt that something was wrong with the squad leader.

Even Final Fantasy didn't know, how did you know Tifa?

"I didn't know about it before, Qin Min told me."

Zheng Yuting seemed to realize something, so she casually said something, then lowered her head and picked up her phone to send a message to Fang Zhiya.

Zheng Yuting: "I want to take the place of classmates to visit Su Songyi."

After sending the message, she looked at the pack of dried shrimps on the table and bit her lip gently, slightly nervous.

Fang Zhiya: "Don't think I don't know, what are you thinking? (despise)"

Zheng Yuting's cheeks were slightly drunk, as if she was being touched. She was about to type and explain, but she saw Fang Zhiya's news coming.

"Hmph, you obviously want to come to my house for a meal (dog head)"

Fang Zhiya thought she had seen through everything.

"Yeah, okay?" (cute)"

Zheng Yuting couldn't help but smile.

"Yes! (doge)"

After receiving a response, Zheng Yuting clenched her fists, her body shook left and right like a penguin, and the pigtails behind her head also swayed together.
To be continued...