Chapter 199 If you don’t write, I will lick your hand
Hearing the movement next to her, Bai Qingxia tucked the hair on the right side of her forehead behind her ear and looked at Lu Yuanqiu on her right.
The short-haired boy clicked the pen cap with a click, lowered his head and started writing on the green sticky note.
Bai Qingxia knew that Lu Yuanqiu was also writing a wish note to hang on the Christmas tree.
When she came to school today, she had already noticed that many students ran to the Christmas tree between the teaching buildings and put the prepared stickers on the branches and leaves, or tied them with ropes.
There was even a triangular ladder prepared next to the Christmas tree, but even though there were places for stickers on the lower edge of the tree, many students still climbed up the ladder and hung their wishes on the top treetop.
Does it mean that the higher it is, the greater the hope of realization? Or does the higher it hangs, the more weight does the ideal described on the paper have?
Bai Qingxia doesn't understand and doesn't like to participate in such activities.
The girl with a single ponytail has made many wishes late at night or in dark corners, big and small, but almost none of them can come true.
So for this kind of activity, she is only suitable to be a bystander.
[Take off the college entrance examination, get into a good university]
Looking at the words he wrote on the post-it note, Lu Yuanqiu frowned slightly, suddenly feeling that this kind of wish was not suitable for putting on the Christmas tree, it was too boring.
He crumpled the post-it note into a ball and threw it into the trash can behind him.
Since the director... oh no, since Santa Claus may pick a wish to put on the stocking and stuff it with gifts, then just write what you want, maybe it will be chosen by Santa Claus?
hey-hey.
Sigh...I'm so naive, Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help laughing at himself after laughing in his heart.
But if you don't take advantage of the time to be childish now, when you grow up, you will only have the opportunity to be childish when facing people close to you... Lu Yuanqiu took a deep breath as if sighing with emotion.
He was about to poke the back of the front table again and ask for another piece of paper, when he suddenly noticed it from the corner of his eye.
Lu Yuanqiu turned around and found Bai Qingxia's beautiful eyes looking blankly at this side. However, seeing Lu Yuanqiu looking over, she turned her head back silently.
"Do you want to write one?" Lu Yuanqiu asked.
The girl looked at the textbook and shook her head slightly in response.
Lu Yuanqiu frowned, slapped her on the arm, and ordered: "Write!"
Bai Qingxia retracted her arms and retorted reluctantly: "I don't want to write...and I don't know what to write."
"Then think about it slowly, the tree won't run away, the Christmas tree needs the most beautiful girls to water it with their dreams~"
Lu Yuanqiu shook his head to tease her.
As expected, Bai Qingxia's earlobes turned red. Seeing her earlobes turn red, Lu Yuanqiu pinched them. He had long been curious about how this little gadget that liked to "change color" felt when pinched.
Soft and warm... Bai Qingxia immediately pushed his hand away, covered her ears, and retorted unhappily to the boy again: "The tree is fake and does not need watering."
"You said that you... are young and have no romanticism at all. You are more rigid than my second master." Lu Yuanqiu complained, then reached out and poked the front table.
The front desk was about to tear off a post-it note and give it to him, but Lu Yuanqiu grabbed it and tore off half of it, then gave the remaining half back to her.
The girl at the front desk took the remaining half, looked down at the post-it note with a faint look, and then looked up at him.
Lu Yuanqiu: "Why are you so stingy?"
After he finished speaking, he tore off half of the piece and threw the other half to Bai Qingxia, and ordered: "Write."
"Don't write."
After Bai Qingxia finished speaking, she took the small half post-it note and prepared to return it to the front table, but Lu Yuanqiu grabbed her wrist.
"Don't write? If you don't write, I will lick your hand."
He lowered his head, stuck out his tongue towards her small white hand and moved slightly closer.
Bai Qingxia quickly retracted her little hands and clenched her fists. She couldn't bear it and threw the post-it note into the hole in her desk. Then she pushed the desk to the right, then pulled it to the left, leaving a gap between the two people's desks. The Grand Canyon of “Friendship Divided.” "Stay away from me."
"You won't be happy if I stay away from you."
Lu Yuanqiu deliberately quarreled with her and pushed her table against the wall with his own table, making her unable to move.
As expected, Bai Qingxia couldn't move her desk, so she raised her head and glared at him. Lu Yuanqiu moved his mouth in a cowardly manner, showing her a gorilla face, deliberately irritating her.
The girl suddenly looked aggrieved and helpless, which made Lu Yuanqiu want to laugh.
"Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I won't lick your hands. Am I that perverted?"
"Yes."
Bai Qingxia clenched her white fingers on her legs and responded without thinking.
"Ha." Lu Yuanqiu's brain shut down for about ten seconds, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to refute.
Because there seemed to be many reasons and evidence that could prove that he was a pervert, but he could not think of any evidence that proved that he was not a pervert.
Holy shit, how can I prove that I'm a normal person?
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Lu Yuanqiu sat down in his seat while thinking. He took out a sticky note and was about to start writing, but he hesitated when he started writing.
Because he doesn't seem to know what he wants.
When get out of class was over, Lu Yuanqiu stood quietly behind Zhong Jincheng.
Zhong Jincheng is writing on a post-it note at the moment:
[I hope Santa Claus can give me a pair of stockings worn by a sexy beauty, preferably black, and must be original and unwashed. 】
[Signature: Gao Qiang, Class 28, Grade Three]
Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help but praise: "You are good at throwing the blame!"
"F*ck! When did you stand behind me!"
Zhong Jincheng turned his head and leaned his back on the table as if he had done something wrong. He was so scared that he almost peed.
Lu Yuanqiu ignored him and instead wandered back and forth hesitantly in the back row of the classroom: "What do I want?"
……
December 3rd.
The first class in the morning is Chinese class.
Bai Qingxia was very nervous because Lu Yuanqiu had to give a speech in this class, but seeing the young man sitting indifferently and reciting classical Chinese, Bai Qingxia didn't understand.
Shouldn't we take the time to read the speech and practice it at this time?
Wait... She seemed to have never seen Lu Yuanqiu's speech from the beginning.
Why... he can stand so calmly and calmly in public and do things that attract everyone's attention.
Bai Qingxia looked at Lu Yuanqiu enviously.
"...Geez, the danger is high. The road to Shu is harder than reaching the sky...I said, what on earth are you staring at me for?" Lu Yuanqiu closed the book and turned to look at Bai Qingxia unbearably.
"No." The girl turned her head back and recited classical Chinese in a small voice: "The Xunyang River sees off guests the first night, the maple leaves and flowers are rustling in autumn..."
Lu Yuanqiu glanced at her a few times, then continued to recite classical Chinese, the loud reciting sound lost in the sound of morning reading.
The bell rang for the first period, and Liu Wei walked in with an exercise book in her arms. She put the things in her arms on the podium and knocked on the table: "Lu Yuanqiu, come on stage and give a speech."
(End of chapter)