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The bell for the end of Chapter 8 class rang, and the geography teacher finished class 1 just right.

Before the geography teacher's voice fell, many people rushed to the crowded crowd on the stairs with their schoolbags, rushing back to the dormitory to take a shower and eat in the cafeteria.

Lu Qingyu and Yang Ningjun are both out-of-town students, and they live in the same community.

However, in order to save time, they will not go home, but study a lesson in the classroom after class, wait until the cafeteria is not so crowded, then go to the cafeteria to eat, and then spend time idly by the playground, sometimes together Reading comic books, sometimes reading novels, sometimes simply watching the sports students training on the playground and commenting, staying until half an hour before class, going to the canteen to buy something to eat, and then going to the classroom.

Less than 5 minutes after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, people in the classroom left in a hurry. Many people who lived out either went home or went to the cafeteria with the group to eat their favorite dishes.

As soon as Lu Qingyu looked up, he saw that he was the only one left in the classroom.

However, he did not find Zhou Xuanting who was lying on the table and blocked by the erected textbooks.

Suddenly there was a sound of "drumming" footsteps, Lu Qingyu looked up from the test papers, and found that the head teacher came in with a pile of Chinese test papers.

"Hey, Lu Qingyu, come here." The head teacher looked around the classroom from the podium and called Lu Qingyu.

Lu Qingyu put down his pen, stepped forward and asked, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

The homeroom teacher took a breather before saying to Lu Qingyu, "You'll have the Chinese class representative hand out the test papers later."

Lu Qingyu nodded.

"Also, the school uniform of the new classmate has arrived, you will take him to the logistics department to get it later, remember to get it before evening self-study."

"Fine……"

Lu Qingyu was actually not very happy in his heart. He had just fought wits and courage with an English reading article, and finally had some clues, but was called by the head teacher to help.But because of the head teacher's face, he agreed.

He pressed down the materials on the table with a water cup, and walked back to the back of the classroom.

Zhou Xuanting was still sleeping, half of his face was exposed between his arms, and he could clearly see his tightly closed eyes and bushy eyebrows.The person who was sleeping soundly took a long breath, and his body moved slightly with his breathing.

The setting sun shines straight in from the corridor, and the shadows of a set of tables and chairs, an electric fan, and a cup in the classroom are drawn very long, very quiet, and time seems to stand still at this moment.

Zhou Xuanting seemed unaware of the setting sun on his body, the half of his face was illuminated almost transparently, reflecting the tiny fluff between the cheekbones and the corners of the eyes.

The big faded ceiling fan with some dust and cobwebs on top of his head was still turning "squeaky, creaky", and the fanning wind blew the few bunches of dull hair poked out of his head from side to side.

"Just sit in the last one in your group. He looks tall, dressed in black, and quite handsome."

"Damn it! Really? You're making a lot of money. You're in the same class as him. He's really handsome. You can have a sweet relationship with him~"

"I'm serious, your liberal arts class has great benefits, unlike our science class, which is full of crooked melons!"

……

What Yang Ningjun said this morning circulated in Lu Qingyu's mind inexplicably, and he felt a little palpitated and flustered.

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