Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The hand I held trembled
Students who do not go home need to continue studying at school, but the study time will be earlier than usual.
Sitting in class until the end of self-study, Pei Shuyu opened her milk tea and took a sip, her pretty eyebrows furrowed. "So sweet."
She looked at the cup and saw it was full of sugar.
The person who always drinks it without adding sugar frowned so hard that he could kill a mosquito: "What the hell."
Pei Shuyu went to check the order on her phone again.
The words "full sugar" kept getting bigger in his pupils.
She ordered the wrong thing, she can't blame anyone else.
At this moment, a white hand occupied my pupils, followed by a familiar voice.
Ji Yan handed her the unopened milk tea and took Pei Shuyu's cup: "My three-tenths sugar, drink mine."
Without giving Pei Shuyu a chance to refuse, Ji Yan held the straw in his mouth and took a sip.
It was too late for Pei Shuyu to stop it. She suddenly noticed a faint layer of water on the straw she had bitten, and her hand holding the milk tea trembled.
It seems too late to change the straw now.
It took her a few pokes to finally open the new milk tea film.
When Pei Shuyu returned to Class 10, there were four or five people sitting in the classroom.
Qi Ying is also there.
Qi Ying's seat was by the window. Pei Shuyu sat directly in front of Qi Ying's desk, leaning against the wall covered with stickers. Her arm rested on Qi Ying's pile of textbooks. She bent her two slender fingers and tapped twice: "Did you lie about leaving school and going home?"
Qi Ying noticed her coming and looked up: "No."
After saying that, she lowered her head again and focused on the novel tucked between her textbooks.
Another group of three people were playing flying chess. Pei Shuyu had nothing to do, so she ran over to play with them.
After playing for a whole class, I estimated that the grade group would come to inspect soon, so this kind of game where you can catch anything with one shot is not suitable for me to play anymore.
Pei Shuyu decisively put away the chess pieces and said to the others in the class with a smile, "There will be an inspection later. Let's be careful, otherwise the class teacher will punish us again."
She swayed back to her original position.
Qi Ying is still reading a novel.
Pei Shuyu knelt on one knee on the stool, folding her hands on Qi Ying's pile of books: "Anything else? Give me one."
Qi Ying fished out a book with a colorful cover from the table and threw it over: "Use this book to cover it up, don't get caught."
Pei Shuyu was speechless: "Am I such a careless person?"
She took a math book from Qi Ying, opened it, put the novel in it, then took out a math exercise book and a piece of draft paper and put them under her elbow, and finally clamped a pen on her finger.
Those who don’t know would really think that I was doing the questions seriously.
Qi Ying was stunned: "You are so skilled."
Pei Shuyu turned his back to her and said, "Keep a low profile."
However, after reading the first page of the novel, Pei Shuyu realized something was wrong. She flipped back to the cover and, amidst the vibrant flowers and greenery, a line of vibrant, large characters caught her eye: "..."
Qi Ying was in high spirits, and the light and shadows in front of her eyes dimmed a little. She sighed, "What's wrong again?"
Pei Shuyu: "Anything else?"
Qi Ying: "No more, don't look at it."
Pei Shuyu wasn't brave enough to openly read a novel on her phone: "Look."
At school, everything is interesting.
When the bell rang, Pei Shuyu immersed himself in the novel, reading ten lines at a glance.
This kind of novel is small and has few pages, making it perfect for reading secretly at school.
The classroom was completely quiet, even the whispers had disappeared. This atmosphere was more suitable for reading novels.
Pei Shuyu had unknowingly read a third of the film and took out his cell phone to check the time.
After unlocking the face, a dense message pops up on the phone.
It was the classmates who went home chatting in the class group.
Pei Shuyu took a quick look and opened the chat interface with Ji Yan.
"What are you doing!"
A cold shout nearly made her jump up from her seat, and with a press of her finger, a period was pronounced.
A face popped out of the window near the corridor, and the eyes hidden behind the lenses stared straight in her direction.
He is Chen Ye, the director of studies of the second grade group and also the head teacher of Class 1.
Everything around became even quieter, followed by the sound of pages turning.
Pei Shuyu's heart was in her throat, and the phone in her hand felt like a hot potato.
She stood up, and the voice outside the window called out to stop: "Don't move."
Pei Shuyu had no choice but to sit down, his mind racing.
Their class is on the third floor, and outside the window is the front of the teaching building. If they throw their cell phones down from here, the thick concrete floor will restore the phone to its most original form.
But if you are caught, the whole school will be informed.
While the director was walking into the classroom, there was a blind spot where there were no windows.
Acting faster than his brain, Pei Shuyu took the tissue paper from the owner of the table in front of him, threw it to the ground, and kicked it forward.
The paper bag slid quickly for a distance and was stopped by a chair.
Pei Shuyu pushed his pockets and stretched his arms out of the window before the director entered the classroom.
The dean walked towards her and asked, "Where's your cell phone?"
Pei Shuyu forced a smile, pretending to be timid: "Director, I didn't."
The dean kept a straight face and said, "That hand."
All eyes in the classroom converged. Pei Shuyu glanced out the window, and after making sure that there was no one below, he loosened his grip.
The dean of studies came over. Pei Shuyu retracted her arms, stood up with her hands spread out, and considerately pulled out the pockets of her school uniform.
Chen also let her out, checked the window sill, and looked down.
The height of the third floor was enough to blur the vision to a certain extent. Chen didn't know if he saw anything, but smiled and said, "Okay."
I don’t know whether he is saying that Pei Shuyu’s behavior is acceptable or what he is saying.
Pei Shuyu leaned towards the former, even though the sophomore class was known for its strictness, and Chen Ye was even more so. But Chen Ye, who taught their Chinese class, was humorous and witty during class, a completely different person when it came to enforcing discipline.
The other party probably didn't expect her to have such courage and just threw the phone away, so he said okay.
Qi Ying was the closest and looked at what was happening in front of him in astonishment.
No, Pei Shuyu threw her phone away right away? From the third floor?
She didn't dare to breathe, and the novel she had just read was tucked inside the textbook under her arm. Every time the director looked at her, her body stiffened, for fear of being discovered by the director.
However, some people were actually caught reading novels.
Pei Shuyu was so preoccupied with her phone that she forgot to deal with the novel that was spread out.
At this moment, the director picked up the novel, took a few glances at the content and cover, and pointed at the girl with the novel.
Before leaving, Chen Ye left a message: "Class 20, Pei Shuyu, right?"
As soon as she left, the classroom, which had been paused, began to hear obvious breathing sounds.
Qi Ying reacted and hurriedly leaned over the window to look for the dropped phone.
After Pei Shuyu made sure everyone had left, she went to the front row, picked up the pack of tissues, and fished out the phone hidden inside: "Don't look at it, it's here."
She exhaled: "What was thrown down was an eraser."
Fortunately, she had this habit, and everything happened so quickly at the time that the director did not expect her to do that and did not suspect anything.
Qi Ying was terrified: "What if she goes down to look for it?"
Pei Shuyu half leaned against the wall and looked towards the window: "Let's look for it. She has no evidence anyway."
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As soon as the director left, the class teacher came.
Li Ran appeared at the door of the classroom and saw Pei Shuyu, who looked hopeless and looked at herself in confusion.
Nothing unusual was found.
Pei Shuyu spoke first: "Sister Ban."
The head teacher was notified so soon? She hadn't had time to move the stolen goods.
The class teacher was confused by her gaze and simply said, "We need to make a blackboard newspaper on the blackboard in the back, and we also need to draw something in the cultural corridor. Pei Shuyu, I'll leave it to you."
Pei Shuyu nodded: "Okay, Sister Ban."
Sister Ban took a breath and said, "Why do you look like you're dying?"
Pei Shuyu has always been cheerful and talkative. She can chat with anyone and even the two cats on campus that she caught. Why is she so quiet now?
When she entered the classroom, she thought it would be a mess.
She hit the nail on the head: "What kind of personality are you creating?"
I didn't expect the class sister to be so humorous. Several people in the class burst out laughing: "Hahaha, what a funny character."
"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Ban, this is Pei Shuyu's new character."
"Mr. Pei Shuyu, please give a speech about your new character."
Pei Shuyu rubbed her cheeks and pressed her hands down: "Quiet, quiet." Then she smiled brightly, "Sister Ban, I have a surprise. Someone will tell you later."
After seeing off classmate Ban, Pei Shuyu closed his eyes and felt a worse headache.
Someone wanted to tease her, so Qi Ying rolled up a book and used it as a microphone to talk to Pei Shuyu: "Excuse me, Pei Shuyu, what is your new personality?"
Pei Shuyu snatched the microphone and burst into tears: "I'm so unlucky now. My novel was confiscated. I..."
The person sitting at the classroom door interrupted her impassioned speech: "Pei Shuyu, someone is looking for you outside."
The person who was looking for her was from Class 2. They were in the same class when art and liberal arts and science were not separated into classes.
The second class exchanged a few pleasantries before explaining their purpose: "Pei Shuyu, are you busy lately? I'd like to invite you to help us make a blackboard newspaper."
The cultural classes were competing to find external help. Pei Shuyu had consistently topped the list in the last monthly art exam, and they had a pretty good relationship. Pei Shuyu had a good temper, and when she learned that they were going to make a blackboard newspaper, she immediately contacted Class 10 to prevent them from being snatched away by students from other classes.
Pei Shuyu calculated the time and said, "The cultural studies class doesn't need to be in charge of the cultural corridor. The blackboard at the back of the classroom should be fine. I'll go to the last self-study period on Monday."
The second group of people left with words of gratitude.
Just as Pei Shuyu was about to enter the classroom, a clear voice came from the direction where Class 2 was leaving.
"Pei Shuyu."
Ji Yan passed by the second class, and the lingering sound of their words of gratitude was still echoing.
She raised her eyes, her brows wrinkled slightly. "Do you have time to come to our class and make a bulletin board?"
As soon as one person left, another one came. Pei Shuyu folded her arms, thinking seriously, but her eyes kept glancing at Ji Yan, waiting proudly for the other party to say a few more words.
Ji Yan said as she wished: "The homeroom teacher just announced that all the classes in the first and second grades will be graded together this time."
I just collected her novel and went to the first class to announce the bulletin board. Maybe the notice about her will be printed out soon.
Pei Shuyu's face lengthened.
Ji Yan waved her hand in front of her: "So, do you have time?"
Pei Shuyu teased her intentionally, fiddling with her fingers awkwardly: "But I just promised the people from Class 2, and my own class as well."
“There may not be enough time.”
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