Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 242 Must go home before ten o'clock
"This is the first job assigned to you as a propaganda committee member. You can't be so perfunctory."

Looking at the small white flowers all over the mountains and plains on the blackboard in front of him, the girl in the white skirt standing behind Chen Mu was in trouble.

It was after dinner on Wednesday, and Chen Mu was led by Long Ruo to the blackboard behind the teaching building.

Compared to old man Zhao who only cared about big things and neglected details before, Fan Xian, the new head teacher, was obviously much more serious.

Not only Li Xinxi's work attitude was supervised, but even Chen Mu's blackboard painting work was also supervised.

Long Ruoye stepped on two leather shoes, and angrily snatched the remaining chalk from Chen Mu's hand and continued to speak.

"The blackboard drawing has always been done by three shifts. Since it's our turn this week, we should finish it well."

"What's more, Mu Zi, you are still a propaganda committee member. Even if you don't want to be serious for Teacher Fan, you still have to think about it for the class."

"Muzi, tell me, is it because Teacher Fan didn't assign you an assistant for being so perfunctory?"

Long Ruoye threw the snatched chalk into the side chalk box, and looked angrily at the dazed young man in front of him.

"I was just a little distracted just now, and you are thinking too much, Mr. Squad Leader."

Long Ruoye dragged her dazed thoughts back here, and Chen Mu, who was obviously not very energetic, had to scratch his head in embarrassment.

Due to the long-term irregular work and rest in the second half of the summer vacation, even though school had started for several days, Chen Mu still hadn't adjusted.

Just because he thought of the crisp little face the day before yesterday, he couldn't help filling the blackboard with white flowers.

"You can fill a blackboard with just one stroke, Muzi, what's going on with you these few nights?"

"That..." Chen Mu scratched his head in embarrassment: "Squad leader, as you know, I started day school recently."

"It's not just you..." Long Ruoye crossed her waist lazily and glanced at Chen Mu with disdain.

"Actually, you can live in the dormitory, at least I don't think Xiaoxi has moved her things away—"

"That's true, but I'm afraid she won't agree." Chen Mu sighed lightly, and took the chalk box again.

The small white flowers around the blackboard were embellished with chalk, and it was changed to another picture in a short time.

In the middle of a sea of ​​yellow and white flowers, there are several lines of titles about the autumn sports meeting outlined in thick lines.

"It seems that you are still keen on this kind of thing, Muzi, but you just changed it casually and became what you are now."

Seeing this, Long Ruoye squinted her eyes slightly to observe for a few seconds, then turned her head and took a vague look at the position by the window.

"Now Xiaoxi doesn't seem to be looking at this side. Muzi, tell me the truth, what's the matter with the lack of energy these days?"

"This... how should I say it?" Chen Mu just paused slightly when he heard this, and then paused the movement of the chalk in his hand.

"Xixi, sometimes, she has a strong desire to control, and she is not very free in many things."

"Has this happened before?" Long Ruoye couldn't help but frowned.

"No, it only started during the summer vacation."

"Then...", Long Ruoye seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he was finally suppressed by him.

"I'm sorry, this is a matter between you and Xiaoxi, I shouldn't take care of it, but—"

"Anyway, let Xiaoxi leave it to me. For the next two days of this week, you can rest in the dormitory. Don't drag your body down because of this kind of thing."

"Then I would like to thank the squad leader—" Chen Mu put away the chalk in front of him with a smile, and began to carefully examine the details of the whole painting.

"You're welcome. It's not because of you. I'm just worried that Muzi will interfere with your normal work." Long Ruoye's tone of response was quite cold.

"Haha, indeed." Chen Mu clapped his hands and started to laugh, then stretched lazily.

"Actually, monitor, you don't have to be so restrained. It's not because of you that Xiaoxi is like this."

"I know...but you still have to keep your distance." Long Ruoye took another half step back: "I don't think Muzi, you and Xiaoxi are good people in the common sense."

"Where is there a good person in the popular sense? Even Fan Xian, the old salty fish who used to care about everything, will learn to play tricks now."

Sensing the movements of the people behind him, Chen Mu responded with the same tone, but slowly shook his head.

"Xiaoxi and I actually have many shortcomings, but we usually don't show them to the outside world, and then gradually merged in the process of getting along."

"Things like excessive desire to control are actually related to Xiaoxi's growth experience, and it will be difficult to change in a short period of time, so just enjoy it. Looking at it from another angle, it is actually quite cute."

As if afraid that Long Ruoye would not believe the words, Chen Mu immediately added softly: "There is a very famous case in history, a certain wife asked her husband to return home before ten o'clock in the evening."

"This... seems to be said by Hu Shi's wife. Hu Shi is a well-known scumbag in history." Long Ruoye responded with an unchanged expression, and took back half a step by the way.

"I'm just giving such an example, and I don't have such an idea in my mind." Chen Mu helped his forehead helplessly, and then narrowed his eyes to look at the brilliant sunset in the sky at this time.

"Actually, monitor, you don't need to worry too much about this kind of thing. Xiao Xi and I both distinguish between friends and lovers very clearly."

"Xiao Xi has very few friends, and so do you, Muzi." Long Ruoye did not respond positively to this question, but followed Chen Mu's lead and turned his gaze a little.

"It is precisely because there are few, so we need to cherish it even more. I don't want Xiaoxi and Muzi to cause discord due to other reasons."

"In short, thank you very much." Chen Mu squatted on the concrete floor like a hooligan.

"Squad leader, how is your summer vacation going?"

"What else, so-so, but interesting."

"But..." As soon as the words changed, Long Ruoye suddenly looked down at the whirlpool of hair on the back of Chen Mu's head.

"Muzi, you said that there would be a meteor shower that night. Our group of people waited for a long time foolishly. In the middle of the night, there were only a few sporadic ones left."

"I was there at the time, your silly best friend was also there, and there were a few boys and girls you don't usually know well. In short, the meteor shower that day was pretty good."

Speaking of it.

Long Ruoye slowly turned his gaze away, and turned to look at the beautiful sunset in the sky at this time.

"Compared to the blackboard drawing at the beginning of the day, it's not much worse."

"Ahem. I'm talking about your own hobbies, such as makeup."

Naturally recalling the youthful appearance of the person next to him in his memory, Chen Mu changed the subject very quickly.

"Makeup or something...? Actually, it's so-so, anyway, it's passable."

Long Ruoye was also in a daze for half a second, but quickly adjusted, and looked at the young man standing beside him with a slight smile.

Before Chen Mu could react, the girl in the white skirt blinked slyly and left, leaving only Chen Mu's back swaying her ponytail in the sunset.

"By the way, Muzi, I forgot to tell you. In fact, I also put on elaborate makeup that day. Since you can't see it, it can only explain one thing."

"Just for a very short period of time, Muzi, you have completely forgotten about this matter."

"If it's not a problem with your memory, it must be that my makeup level has improved a lot."

　Sorry, the order of this chapter and the previous chapter is reversed. After the festival, contact the responsible editor for revision.
　　
　
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