Class 3 and 4 of Tianhai No. 3 Middle School

The autumn wind is bleak and the air is pleasant. Students wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags are constantly entering the campus. Before the bell rings, there are noises from outside the school to the on-campus teaching building.

Tang Xin sat in the seat next to the window, dragging his chin and looking out the window, looking listless, with his eyes blank, and his whole body looked very listless.

"Tang Xin, English homework."

Ye Qiu, who is tall, curvy and slim in English class, stood at Tang Xin's desk, looking down at Tang Xin, who is now in a daze.

After calling him three times in a row, Tang Xin did not react at all. Ye Qiu picked up the notepad and wrote his name on it and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Look, in order not to hand in homework, Tang Xin has developed a new way to fight against the class monitor. He used this frustrated state to gain sympathy. Unfortunately, our class monitor is more skilled. He saw through it at a glance and mercilessly wrote Tang Xin's name on the terrifying notepad. The note that recorded the name of the homework not handing in homework will appear on the desk of the English teacher Wang within half an hour. How would the English teacher with the title of Master Mie Jue to torture Tang Xin?"

Sun Dao, who has always been afraid of the world's chaos, shouted. As Tang Xin's deskmate and best friend, in addition to taking advantage of the situation, he is also good at the skill of stabbing his brothers.

The classmates around him burst into laughter, and the class monitor Ye Qiu, who had always had a false appearance and even changed his beautiful face to an iceberg expression, glanced at Sun coldly.

Sun Dao was so happy that he wanted to joke with Tang Xin again, and he trembled in his heart. He squeezed out a smile and said to Ye Qiu: "Squad leader, I have handed over my homework."

Ye Qiu stroked the short hair beside his ears and said lightly: "I just copied it a minute ago, right?"

"Squad leader, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I, I am yours. Tang Xin doesn't hand in his homework. I am mobilizing the power of the masses to awaken his fallen heart."

Sun Dao begged for mercy on his face and refused to hand over homework or copy homework. This was given to Master Miejue, which is more serious in nature!

"Do not yell at yourself."

After Ye Qiu warned Sun Dao for a while, he looked at Tang Xin, who was indifferent and dazed, and turned around and walked to another classmate to continue to collect his homework.

"Brother, you're dead. Please book a coffin as soon as possible. I'll go burn incense for you next year today."

Sun Dao hit Tang Xin's arm, but Tang Xin shrank his body and just said nothing.

He was busy continuing to copy math homework, but Sun Dao didn't bother to explore what Tang Xin was thinking.

A sturdy figure walked from the aisle by the window blocking Tang Xin's vision. The person who came had a small flat head and was extremely energetic. He held a schoolbag on one shoulder, and his thick palm pressed on Tang Xin's desk. He asked in a deep voice: "Tang Xin, why did you run away when you played basketball yesterday?"

"Qiu Qiang, stop making trouble. Tang Xin has entered a state of empty and bright thought. He is turning a blind eye to the things outside the window. He is swimming freely and happily in the fantasy world where the beautiful women are like clouds and fairylands."

While copying homework, Sun Dao explained to Qiu Qiang who was blocking Tang Xin's side.

Qiu Qiang grinned and was stunned for a moment, then took off his schoolbag and smashed it on Tang Xin's desk, pushed Tang Xin's arm, and asked, "Tang Xin, don't pretend to be stupid. Talking, why did you run away yesterday? Three and three bullfights lacked one, and the five of us feel like you have been fooled by you."
Chapter completed!