Finally, unable to find a pen, Ding Kemeng had no choice but to give one to Lu Ziyin herself, saying, "Use mine, finish the test first, and we'll go to the convenience store to buy a new pen later."
Lu Ziyin glanced at the black pen that appeared in front of her; it was pink, with a little rabbit design.
Lu Ziyin was reluctant to accept the offer.
Lu Ziyin didn't answer, and Ding Kemeng asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"Little rabbit."
Ding Kemeng glanced at the pen in her hand, then at Lu Ziyin's conflicted expression, and her face flushed red. She quickly put the rabbit-shaped pen back in her pencil case, pulled out a normal black ballpoint pen, and handed it to him: "Use this!"
This time, Lu Ziyin didn't hesitate and accepted the black pen.
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me," Ding Kemeng said with some concern as she watched him take the pen and start writing on the test paper.
Lu Ziyin nodded obediently again, but he never thought about asking Ding Kemeng to teach him his homework.
It's really embarrassing to talk about being tutored by a girl you like!
Ever since they learned that Ding Kemeng had extra black pens, Tang Zhizhou and the others started asking her to borrow them. Ding Kemeng didn't mind at all; apart from that rabbit pen, she lent out almost every black pen she had.
One day in class, Ding Kemeng opened her pencil case and discovered that all her black pens were missing except for the last rabbit-shaped pen.
It's funny, not a single black pen she lent out came back!
While doing homework again, Tang Zhizhou walked past Lu Ziyin and whispered, "Sister Meng, do you have a black pen? We're out of pens!"
Ding Kemeng looked up, somewhat puzzled: "Didn't I borrow your black pen? How come it's gone again?" You're using up your pens too quickly. Besides, she's lent out almost all of her black pens. Now, apart from the last rabbit pen in her hand, she has no more black pens!
But Tang Zhizhou seemed to need a pen urgently, so Ding Kemeng hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to hand him the rabbit pen.
But Lu Ziyin raised her head at this moment, kicked Tang Zhizhou, and said, "Get out of here. Buy your own black pen. If you come to borrow a pen again, I'll beat you up!"
After being kicked by Lu Ziyin, Tang Zhizhou realized that he had really borrowed too many pens from Ding Kemeng this week. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I won't borrow any more."
"How do you use black pens? Why did you run out of them so quickly?" Ding Kemeng couldn't understand how fast they were using the pens. It had only been a few days, and they had already used up all the pens? She hadn't seen them write anything with the pens before!
Ding Kemeng's questions went unanswered until class ended, when Tang Zhizhou returned with a brand new black pen. As soon as he placed it on the table, a group of boys rushed over and snatched it all away in an instant.
Ding Kemeng initially thought these people were going to do their homework, but when a black object flew past her and hit Lin Changmao on the head, she realized why Tang Zhizhou and the others' black pens had disappeared so quickly.
So these people were throwing black pens at each other when they were causing trouble!
Are black pens free?!
In the afternoon, during the homeroom teacher's class, Zhao Qian collected the test papers assigned in the morning. Then, he glanced at the blackboard at the back of the classroom and had a headache: "Our class's art and literature representative has a family matter and needs to take a week off, so no one will be able to do the blackboard bulletin this time. Does anyone here know how to draw and would like to do a blackboard bulletin?"
Students in Class 10: "..." Do they look like people who can draw?
Zhao Qian tapped on the podium, "This time the blackboard newspaper is going to be evaluated in the school competition, are you really not going to consider it?" Although he didn't have high hopes for his class's blackboard newspaper, he couldn't just leave it blank!
"Teacher, I'll do it." Ding Kemeng thought for a moment and raised her hand.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyin quickly chimed in, "I'll join too!"
Zhao Qian was happy that Ding Kemeng was willing to draw the blackboard newspaper, but who was Lu Ziyin who followed behind?
"Lu Ziyin, stop messing around! What kind of blackboard newspaper is this with your terrible handwriting!"
Many people who have seen Lu's handwriting agree with Lao Ban's words; Lu's handwriting is truly ugly!
Even Ding Kemeng looked at Lu Ziyin with disbelief. Lu Ziyin's face darkened: "I draw!" He knew his handwriting was terrible, but could you please stop looking at him like that!
Zhao Qian: "..." Fine, even if it's not very useful, it's still good to help Ding Kemeng when she's making the blackboard newspaper!
"Then you two can design our class's blackboard newspaper!"
As soon as she suggested it, a blackboard newspaper was made. After school that day, Ding Kemeng stayed in the classroom, and Lu Ziyin didn't leave either.
Ding Kemeng first searched online for relevant text content about the theme of this blackboard bulletin, found a few good articles, and showed them to Lu Ziyin, saying, "Where would you like your drawing to be? I'll decide on the location."
Lu Ziyin didn't read the article; she just grabbed a chair and sat down.
"Just write your words according to the composition you think is good, and my painting can follow your words."
Ding Kemeng was a little surprised. "Aren't we going to discuss this? If you just listen to me, what if there isn't enough space for you to draw?"
"It's okay, I have enough. Just keep writing, don't worry." Lu Ziyin smiled nonchalantly, rubbed Ding Kemeng's head, handed her the white chalk, and said, "Sweetie, you write first, I'll take care of the drawing."
"Alright then." Seeing that Lu Ziyin insisted, Ding Kemeng didn't argue anymore. She took the chalk, moved a chair over, stood on it, and started writing. She wasn't sure how Lu Ziyin wanted to draw, so she roughly determined the direction based on the style she usually used for blackboard bulletins, and then started writing.
Ding Kemeng's handwriting on the blackboard is very beautiful, just like her—very delicate.
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