Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 125 Paper Fish
"You smiled slightly and didn't say anything to me, and I feel that I have been waiting for a long time for this."

Li Xinxi smiled and wrote this gentle poem in her homework as a response to Chen Mu's whispering.

"That was Tagore just now—?"

"Now this is "Asuka Collection"?"

This is the normal course of action for a romantic story.

But in fact, the above question and answer did not happen.

There is no doubt that this is the tacit understanding between Chen Mu and Li Xinxi.

When the two snuggle quietly, even the tacit inquiry can be automatically omitted.

The whole classroom is still filled with a faint smell of essential oils, but it can't hide the sweet floral fragrance from the end of the short hair of the girl beside her.

Although there have been some changes compared to before, today is still a quiet and beautiful day.

Both of them chose to squint and watch the ink on the notebook slowly dry.

"Miss, I remember you used to like to read "Flying Birds", why haven't you read it recently?"

"You said that—"

Hearing this, Li Xinxi groped in the drawer, but in the end she only took out a small paper-carved squirrel bookmark.

The girl in the yellow skirt immediately held the bookmark and shook it in front of Chen Mu twice: "Gouzi, there are two volumes of "Flying Bird Collection", but I only have one bookmark."

"So?" Chen Mu tilted his head in confusion.

Li Xinxi put the bookmark lightly in Chen Mu's hand, and turned her head to look at the back row of the classroom.

In the corner on the right side of the classroom, there is a small bookshelf with some books scattered on it.

"When did this come out?" Chen Mu also turned his gaze.

"Before self-study this morning, hee hee." Li Xinxi pointed to the upper row of the bookshelf: "When I was chatting with the monitor last time, I felt that the mood of the students in the class was not very good recently."

"We discussed it with the old class, and finally decided to add such a bookshelf at the back of the classroom, so that everyone can read books and mediate their tension when they have nothing to do."

"Why don't I know?", glanced at Bai Duanyun, who was squatting in front of the bookshelf pretending to be a mushroom, and Chen Mu scratched his head in confusion.

"Actually, it's not just you, Gouzi, and we didn't specifically notify everyone." Li Xinxi turned her head to Chen Mu's ear and lowered her voice a little: "Although the old class approves of this, Teacher Long will definitely not agree of."

"If Teacher Long investigates it, it's inevitable that she will lose her temper with Ruoruo again. So we plan to let everyone spontaneously put their idle books on it, so that students can borrow from each other."

"This—" Chen Mu couldn't help but smacked his mouth twice: "So your two "Flying Birds" have already been placed on it?"

"En." Li Xinxi nodded, and then shifted her gaze to the paper-carved squirrel bookmark in Chen Mu's palm.

"Go and put some books, Gouzi, there are quite a few books on the shelf now. By the way - borrow one for me."

Li Xinxi blinked at Chen Mu twice, tugged at the corner of Chen Mu's clothes, and then pursed her mouth reluctantly: "Because I only have one bookmark, so I can only read one at a time."

"It's a pity~~~", a soft and waxy ending sound drawn out.

"hiss--",
Chen Mu took a deep breath and stared at Li Xinxi's pitiful and aggrieved expression for five seconds.

In the end, he only came to one conclusion: the frequency of this girl's acting like a baby has become higher and higher recently.

This - can I get used to it?

Absolutely absolutely spoiled it.

At this moment, Chen Mu, who fled in a panic, only left a short sentence for the girl behind him.

"I'm going to put the book away, and I'll come back later to make a bookmark for you, Miss."

It doesn't matter if Li Xinxi gets used to it or not.

If you don't get used to her——

Chen Mu will be melted by it sooner or later.

"Baimei, is your kid broken?"

In front of the bookshelf, Chen Mu patted Bai Duanyun's shoulder hard.

From the time he turned his head just now, Chen Mu found that this kid was pretending to be a mushroom and squatting here motionless, which made Chen Mu a little puzzled.

"Shh-"

Seeing that Chen Mu was already squatting beside him, Bai Duanyun showed a serious expression on his face.

"Don't make too much noise or you'll disturb them."

"they?"

Ignoring this obviously sick middle school boy, Chen Mu put the "God-Level Makeup Technique" and "Trendy Hairstyle Complete Collection" in his hands on the bookshelf without haste.

"This-this-this-"

As soon as the movement stopped, Chen Mu heard repeated exclamations from behind, and he had no choice but to help his forehead: "Baimei, what are you doing?"

"Paper fish! It's a paper fish!" Accompanied by an exclamation of excitement, Bai Duanyun hurried forward and hugged the "Trend Hairstyle Collection" in his arms.

The evil-eyed boy's eyes moved to the crack in the corner behind the bookshelf, and a mysterious look appeared on his face.

"Paper fish feed on glue and paper, but they're not bad by nature, so I didn't disturb their hibernation."

"..."

"Since you know all about it, why were you yelling so loudly just now? Those who don't know think I'm bullying you."

Chen Mu twisted Bai Duanyun's pig's head, and saw that half of the classroom people cast strange glances at this position.

The two looked at each other, embarrassment written in each other's eyes.

"Mu Zi is in this situation, what should I say?" Bai Duanyun tugged at the corner of Chen Mu's clothes nervously.

Chen Mu glanced at Bai Duanyun's frightened look, and felt that his mood had inexplicably improved today: "I don't know, or—you should kill yourself."

Without hesitation, Bai Duanyun put his hand around his neck without hesitation.

"Don't...don't, just say hello." Chen Mu suddenly felt a little scared.

"Okay then—" Hearing these words, Bai Duanyun let out a sigh of relief, and put away the determined expression on his face.

The pig-headed boy stood up straight, and greeted everyone with a vigorous grin.

"Today—another hopeful day, good morning everyone—"

"The hemp thing?"

"It's started again."

"Tsk—"

After saying a word, everyone's reaction was calm, they all curled their lips in disdain and turned their heads back.

"?"

Bai Duanyun wanted to add something more, but at the moment he was stared at by everyone's strange eyes, but he couldn't say anything.

Chen Mu decisively kicked the sick young man: "It's all right now, Miss Bai, the good impression you made in front of everyone just now was almost defeated by yourself."

"Then what should I do? Can I still be saved?" Bai Duanyun pulled Chen Mu to the corner uneasily, his face still flustered.

Chen Mu thought about it for a while, but in the end he couldn't come up with a good solution, so he chose to tell the truth: "Baimei, you are already hopeless."

Hearing this, Bai Duanyun secretly cast his gaze towards the front of the classroom for half a second, as if he had discovered something, his face suddenly showed a dejected expression, and the only thing left in his mouth was to repeat: "It's hopeless... saved……"

Seeing that Bai Duanyun had fallen into deep autism, the dog-headed boy decisively bared his teeth and changed the subject: "Baimei, what book did you put on the shelf?"

"Muzi, why are you asking this? I think the bookshelf is quite empty, so I just put the book "The Little Prince"."

Naive people are known to be easily distracted.

After finishing speaking, Bai Duanyun stepped forward and handed the book "The Little Prince" to Chen Mu, and said very seriously: "This book is entrusted to you, and it will be eaten by paper fish sooner or later. "

"What kind of paper fish? That's called a clothes fish, also known as a bookworm or a beetle." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and pointed to the crack in the corner of the wall.

"The silverfish lives in a dark and humid environment and is nocturnal, but such a dirty and weak creature likes to feed on paper and glue, so it is called a bookworm."

Chen Mu went forward and took another copy of "The Story of the Sahara" from the bookshelf, and patted Bai Duanyun's shoulder comfortingly.

"Although half of the classroom was looking at this side just now, only you, Baimei, were the first to notice the new bookshelf and the silver fish in the corner."

After finishing the sentence, Chen Mu gently opened the curtains in the back row of the classroom, allowing the morning sunlight to shine through the window to the damp corner, filling the cracks in the corner to the brim.

"It's okay, Baimei, in fact, you don't have to care about what others think, just be yourself."

"You know, Sanmao wrote a very interesting sentence in this book."

Chen Mu then spread out the well-preserved book, turned the pig-headed boy's head, and looked at the center of the book with Bai Duanyun.

The bookmark is clipped in the middle of the book, and the silverfish is hidden under the bookmark.

The sun is shining gently on the beautiful handwriting.

"To those who appreciate it, it is priceless, to those who do not, it is worthless."

(End of this chapter)