100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 468 Slowly, Slowly

this problem.

She didn't even need to think; she just chose whoever asked.

"You."

Cheng Shiqiu didn't know if she was being sincere, but sometimes people are like that; all they need is the answer they want to hear.

Whether it's true or not is completely irrelevant.

They had to go to class the next day, so they didn't chat for very long.

However, Cheng Shiqiu had specifically arranged to pick her up the next morning.

Jin Huan doesn't really care whether her boyfriend picks her up or not, but during the honeymoon phase, she generally won't refuse if her boyfriend offers to pick her up.

After all, if you don't enjoy the other person's kindness and enthusiasm during the honeymoon phase, then generally nothing will remain afterward.

Such a sensible little girl, she can't even be happy in a relationship.

Just don't be unreasonable; a little bit of capriciousness is cute too!

......

The first period was Chinese class.

Qin Wan didn't come as expected, and the room next to her was empty. Having gotten used to having a deskmate, she was a little unaccustomed to suddenly having no one to sleep next to her.

With his head down, he secretly read a comic book underneath!

Ah, this is hilarious! It's just too little!

She can show off ten books in one class!

Speaking of which, I have to thank the girl in front of me for giving her this "Hilarious Campus" comic. It's not very interesting to read after class; this kind of thing is meant to be read sneakily during class! "Shen Jinhuan!"

"To!"

Upon hearing the sound, she immediately stood up and hastily stuffed the comic book in her hand into her school uniform pocket.

"Come up and recite from memory."

"Oh~"

She strode up.

"Don't be too happy yet. Class representative, hand out these A4 sheets of paper. Put your books away and move to the back of the room to do the dictation!"

It has to be said that this move caught many people who were prepared off guard!

Of course, writing notes in your hand doesn't matter.

But... the Chinese teacher moved a chair, stood on it, and watched them write!

Wow, this perspective...it's really great! Today's dictation is the first two paragraphs of "The Yueyang Tower".

In the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli era, Teng Zijing was demoted to the position of Prefect of Baling...

Jin Huan writes very quickly, almost without pausing, and her chalk writing is beautiful. She can easily produce a cursive script, and her handwriting would be excellent for a blackboard bulletin board.

When collecting the dictation papers, the Chinese teacher specifically praised Jin Huan and told everyone to learn from her.

"Jin Huan, although she doesn't pay attention in class, reads comics, eats, dozes off, and plays Connect Four, look at her accuracy in dictation! Not a single punctuation mark is wrong! Everyone should learn from her strengths!"

Enjoy yourself to the fullest: ...

Are you praising me? Something feels off.

After waiting all day, evening finally arrived.

After the first evening self-study session, Cheng Shiqiu waited at the door of her classroom. Standing tall, his wispy hair always made him look gentle. Not to mention, boys who play the piano always have an indescribable melancholy about them. The girls who passed by him couldn't help but blush.

However, he seemed indifferent to all of that, his attention completely focused on her alone.

The girls all cast teasing glances at Jin Huan.

The little girl smiled generously at everyone, picked up her little water bottle, and skipped out with Cheng Shiqiu.

This was the first time he had ever been alone with her so openly at school, and his heart started racing.

The streetlights here are indeed not very good; they are dim and indistinct.

Even if the head of the teaching department came to arrest someone, they probably wouldn't be able to see the student's face clearly.

Many young couples become much more unrestrained once they come to the playground.

There was always about a fist's width between him and Jin Huan, but the shadows under the streetlights overlapped somewhat, making them seem closer than the other two.

The boy's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he closed his eyes, quickly grasping the little girl's hand.

The feeling was so soft that his mind went blank for a moment, and he became very mechanical. His hands, which were usually the most dexterous, froze, afraid that he would hurt her if he squeezed too hard!

......

Qin Wan finally arrived at the school gate just as the bell rang for the end of the first period of evening self-study.

I jogged over, only to find her not in her seat.

His breathing was slightly heavy, and his throat tasted metallic; he had run too fast and swallowed several mouthfuls of cold air. He casually tugged at the collar of the table in front of him and asked, "Did she go to the restroom?"

"No, she went to the playground with the eldest son's wife."