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The reason for standing here is that Zhu Zhi told Zhang Ailin that because Xiaolan was sick and couldn't perform in the stage play, Zhou Zhou, as the chief planner, was so anxious that he was about to cry. He was afraid that Zhang Ailin would be worried, so he didn't tell her.

Once you hear this sentence, what's the deal?

Zhang Ailin didn't say a word: "I will act."

Zhu Zhi looked at the active Zhang Ailin, smiled mysteriously, nodded and said: "Okay, then tell Zhou Zhou that you want to participate."

As a result, when Zhou Zhou heard the news, his first reaction was surprise, and his second reaction was anger: "Why do you want to act again?"

Zhang Ailin said bluntly, "I want to act myself."

"Isn't it because Zhu Zhi also participated?"

After Zhang Ailin thought about it, this was also a good excuse, so she agreed with her mouth: "Yes!"

Zhou Zhou was so angry that he turned around and left.

Zhu Zhi helped bring the script, with a smug smile on his face: "This is the script, take a look, Arlene."

"Why is she unhappy?"

"Where? Who? It can't be Zhou Zhou, right? She's actually very happy, maybe she's embarrassed in front of you. If you don't believe me, take a look." Then, Zhu Zhi picked up the phone and found out the chat records with Zhou Zhou , all of them were Zhou Zhou's forced smile.

"That's really great, Zhu Zhi."

"I'm so happy, Zhu Zhi."

"It's really you, Zhuzhi classmate."

Although Zhang Ailin didn't quite understand, she couldn't tell what was wrong. She took the script and began to read it on her own. She flipped through it, frowned, and read the narration in the script, saying: "Snow White bent down Gently kissing the sleeping Queen, she will never know that the Queen's consciousness is very clear at this moment...?"

Zhu Zhi still had a smile on his face: "Ah, is there such a plot? Let me see."

Zhang Ailin almost threw the script into Zhu Zhi's hands: "Who wrote this broken script?"

"Zhou Zhou is the chief planner, so of course she wrote it." Zhu Zhi's calm face showed no trace of lies, and she then said, "But it doesn't matter, we just borrow a seat."

If he had to kiss a stranger just to make Zhou Zhou angry, the harm to Zhu Zhi would be too great.

If it weren't for seeing Chen Zhan being so angry, Zhu Zhi wouldn't bother to approach Zhang Ailin.

In the past few days, she watched coldly. The relationship between the two was unusual, but she found it interesting.

"Zhu Zhi!" Suddenly, a voice came from the door of the classroom, calling Zhu Zhi's name.

As soon as he saw that it was Chen Zhan, Zhu Zhi hurried over, relying on his superiority over Chen Zhan, he effortlessly raised his arm around Chen Zhan's neck: "Wow, Zhan Zhan, why are you here!"

Chen Zhan just pushed Zhu Zhi's arm away, but he didn't show any disgust in his eyes: "Don't touch me."

"Okay, what you say is what you say." The thin layer of ice on Zhu Zhi's face disappeared immediately.

"Where's Zhou Zhou?" Chen Zhan asked.

Hearing this, a sad look flashed in Zhu Zhi's eyes: "Didn't you come to find me?"

Chen Zhan glared at Zhu Zhi, his tone mixed with two or three points of arrogance: "Of course not."

"But I have been waiting for you to come." Zhu Zhi felt a little annoyed in his heart, and once again put his arms around Chen Zhan's neck, dragging and pulling Chen Zhan out of the classroom, no matter what Chen Zhan did She doesn't care about the struggle.

In Zhu Zhi's opinion, her struggling strength was not worth mentioning.

After sending Chen Zhan to the door of her classroom, he straightened Chen Zhan's clothes that were messed up by her. Regardless of the gazes from many people around him, he pretended to be angry and said, "If you come to the door of our classroom again, you are not here to look for me. Mine, you don't want to come."

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Xiaohua happened to come to the door of the classroom after going to the toilet, and when she heard this sentence, she went back the same way and pretended she didn't hear it.

Who is this man?How dare you say that to Chen Zhan?

Not to mention, she looks pretty good.

In front of so many people, Zhu Zhi dared to say such a thing, Chen Zhan was so angry and annoyed that he raised his hand to hit Zhu Zhi in the face.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhi grabbed his arm instead, and then gently pinned it behind him, frowning and whispering reprimand in Chen Zhan's ear, saying, "Why are you always so easy to get angry? I couldn't beat you when I was young, but now, you still can't beat me." When I can't beat you?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, smiled sweetly at Chen Zhan, and said, "I'm going back first, don't forget what I said."

Chen Zhan bit his lower lip tightly, his beautiful eyes were full of anger, but he just stood there, staring at Zhu Zhi's leaving back, secretly angry, like a kitten being teased by someone.

Xiaohua went around and came back again, feeling infinitely shocked in her heart.

Is this still Chen Zhan?

……

Although Chen Zhan felt happy in his heart, when he returned to the classroom and saw Zhou Zhou's small face, his irritability inevitably lingered in Zhu Zhi's heart again.

She patted Zhang Irene on the shoulder, and said loudly on purpose so that Zhou Zhou could hear, "Arene, shall we rehearse?"

Zhang Ailin put the script on the table, looked up at Zhu Zhi: "OK, when?"

Zhu Zhi caught a glimpse of Zhou Zhou looking here from the corner of his eyes, and rubbed Zhang Ailin's head with a smile, messing up her hair: "Just this afternoon."

"Okay." Zhang Ailin got used to Zhu Zhi's actions, and didn't make any unnecessary struggles. She brushed her hair for simple tidying up, and then lowered her head and continued to study the script.

Zhu Zhi put one hand on the table, put the other hand on Zhang Ailin's shoulder, deliberately lowered her body, put her head at the same height as Zhang Ailin's eyes, looked at the script in her hand, and asked: "Aline, where did you read it?"

"The queen killed her husband and became the emperor herself for Snow White. What kind of broken script is this?"

"Did you watch the first two-person scene between the Queen and Snow White?"

"Which one do you say?"

"In front" Zhu Zhi took advantage of the situation and bent down completely, with both arms looped into a bend, embracing Zhang Ailin's shoulders, holding the script with one hand, and flipping through the pages of the book with the other, in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Zhou Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, picked up the water glass on the corner of the table, stood up, deliberately went around to the back of the classroom, and tried his best to put a smile on his face: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Zhi raised his head and replied, "I'm reading the script." Then he lowered his head again, as if Zhou Zhou standing in front of him didn't exist at all.

"A Lin, did you hand in your homework yesterday?" Zhou Zhou asked.

Zhang Ailin squeezed out of Zhu Zhi's arms and stared at Zhou Zhou: "What homework?"

"You wrote your homework?" The tone of the last "ah" was particularly emphasized.

Zhang Ailin was confused by the question, and she faintly heard Zhou Zhou's unfriendly tone, and added two or three points of anxiety: "What homework?"

"In this case, it's okay, Arlene, take out your math textbook." Zhou Zhou pulled out a free chair and sat down beside Zhang Ailin's desk.

"But we still haven't read the script, Zhou Zhou, don't you understand what is first come first served?" Zhu Zhi said.

Zhou Zhou raised his head and looked into Zhu Zhi's eyes without any fear: "She hasn't handed in her homework from a week ago, student Zhu Zhi, don't you understand what is called first come first served?"

Zhu Zhi immediately hugged Zhang Ailin's shoulders, hid behind her, imitating Zhou Zhou's usual tone, and said, "A Lin, is Zhou Zhou angry?"

"...?" Zhang Ailin was stunned.The two people around me spoke words that I didn't quite understand, but it seemed that the communication between the two people was very smooth.

Zhou Zhou imitated Zhu Zhi's tone and said, "We are good classmates? Why are you angry?"

Zhu Zhi let go of Zhang Ailin's shoulders, straightened up, moved the joints at the shoulders, and said with a faint smile: "It's good not to be angry. After all, Zhou Zhou still has to advise me and Arlene for the rivalry scene."

"It's really hard work for Zhu Zhi. In the midst of busy schedules, I always lean on other people's shoulders to guide scripts for others. I am so tired that I feel uncomfortable all over.

Zhu Zhi, don’t worry, you just need to memorize your lines well, I will help her with Arlene’s part. Zhou Zhou responded with a sweet smile.

At this time, Zhang Ailin frantically flipped through her backpack, but couldn't find any trace of the math textbook, so she turned to Zhou Zhou and said, "I can't find the textbook."

The tone of voice is as natural as the "Mom" when you can't find anything at home.

Zhou Zhou pretended to remember suddenly: "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot. After you finished drawing for you last time, I put it here. You can go to my bag directly, and I will fetch water first."

Zhang Ailin nodded in response, stood up from her seat and walked towards Zhou Zhou's position.

Zhu Zhi glanced down at the water glass in Zhou Zhou's hand, and said with a smile, "Do you still have to drink it when it's full?"

Zhou Zhou raised the transparent plastic cup in his hand, shook it twice, and said with a smile, "It's cold and needs to be changed. Why is Zhu Zhi always worrying about other people's affairs? Thank you so much."

"Wow, I really underestimated Zhou Zhou."

"I have never underestimated Zhu Zhi."

Those who can subdue Chen Zhan have to let Zhou Zhou pay more attention.

"Ah, I almost forgot, I'll go get the water first, and talk back, Zhu Zhi."

Zhu Zhi raised his arm and waved his hand: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Not long after Zhou Zhou walked out of the classroom, Zhang Ailin found the math textbook from Zhou Zhou's seat, and looked at Zhou Zhou's careful notes on the pages.

Use colorful crayons to draw one after another, and write the emphasis of each color crayon next to it, which is clear at a glance.

"Student Zhou Zhou is so hardworking." Zhu Zhi glanced at the textbook and said.

Zhang Ailin held the textbook: "Yes, she has been very attentive."

Zhu Zhi suddenly said, "Does Arlene like Zhou Zhou?"

Zhang Ailin was startled subconsciously, then continued to look down at the pages of the book, concealing the panic in her heart: "Huh?"

But her expression was clear at a glance.It's all written on the face.

Zhu Zhi smiled and said, "If you like it, you should explain it as soon as possible; if you don't like it, you should explain it as soon as possible."

"Huh?" The speed of turning the pages became faster.

"But if you can't tell what your emotions are, then you might as well kill yourself." Zhu Zhi's tone turned cold in an instant.

Zhang Ailin stopped turning the pages of the book, raised her head, and met Shang Zhuzhi's gaze: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Zhi burst out laughing, stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Ailin's face: "I'm just joking, why is Arlene always so serious?"

Zhang Ailin patted Zhu Zhi's hand away: "No, you're not joking."