Chapter 119 Chronicle Counterattack Plan (8)

Primary school courses were extremely boring to Qiao Yunmu.

Listening to the teacher's coaxing voice, Qiao Yunmu took out the manuscript paper silently, and made changes on the basis of common clothes today.

For example, fine-tuning the version to make the clothes fit better.

Change the sleeve style, match it with a more suitable collar, and the pattern of the same style.

After a class.

Qiao Yunmu was probably too busy, so he was so inspired that he drew a total of seven pictures.

They were finally confiscated by the unbearable Teacher Ping when the class was about to end.

Listen to her knocking on the table after class and shouting: "You came here to take classes and study, not to write and draw on paper."

The board in her hand waved several times, but when it was about to fall, a cold voice came from behind: "Mr. Liang brought it."

Teacher Ping's hand stopped.

The few times I didn't fight, it was because of Qiao Yunmu's outstanding looks and delicate dress. At first glance, he looked like a baby pimple raised by pampering.

She had to be careful.

Suddenly hearing what Qi Chuan said, she put away her stick, turned around and said, "Teacher knows."

After speaking, he turned his head and continued to sternly say to Qiao Yunmu: "This time I will take away the painting, and next time I see you drawing in class, you can go out for me."

After speaking, Teacher Ping left.

Qiao Yunmu calmly got up and went out. Outside the classroom, he said very seriously: "This is my design sketch, and the elements in it will appear on my clothes later. Please don't circulate it after the teacher takes it away."

Teacher Ping was puzzled, and sent Qiao Yunmu a few words, and left with the blueprint.

But when he turned around, he heard Qiao Yunmu say: "If the main design is leaked. Teacher, I will pursue it. Please understand."

Teacher Ping didn't take it seriously at all. When he came to the office, he pressed the drawings under the lesson plan and started to write a new lesson plan.

When she finished writing the lesson plan and handed it in, a hole-in-the-wall design was revealed from the picture on the table.

A teacher who passed by rubbed his chin for a while, then returned to his seat and wrote down the data of the pattern.

On the basis of Qiao Yunmu's first drawing, he made refinements and deletions.

When she came back after handing in the lesson plans, she saw a few blueprints, tore them in half, crumpled them up and threw them into the trash can.

The teacher who just looked at the picture was shocked: "You just threw away such a brilliant picture?"

Upon hearing this, Teacher Ping glanced at the clumped drawings in the trash can, and said, "The new transfer students in my class drew very well. But as a student, her main task at present is to study. Well, it’s not right to just draw without listening to the class. I’ll accept it for her.”

As she spoke, she saw that the trash can next to her was almost full, so she dumped them together.

He took a trash can and went out to empty it.

Jean was about to say: "Don't give me the drawings." The teacher swallowed the words back.

Just follow the first picture, and continue to draw a series of similar but different ones.

Little did they know that although Qiao Yunmu was in the classroom, her mind was refining her drawings in the system space.

Although this appearance falls in the eyes of others, it is stupid.

But Qiao Yunmu himself didn't know.

Not to mention that during the time she was making the picture, Qi Chuan had already used his eyes to push back four or five people who tried to communicate with her.

Qiao Yunmu didn't wake up until it was close to lunch, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he packed up his things and took his bag.

Went to the school gate together with Liang Hongwei and Qi Chuan.

Not far from the school, several cars were parked.

Liang Hongwei wanted to pull Qiao Yunmu into the car, but before he did, Qi Chuan slapped his hand away.

Liang Hongwei suddenly became upset: "Xiao Chuanzi, why are you filming me? I didn't pull you."

Qi Chuan ignored her, and squeezed between Qiao Yunmu and Liang Hongwei expressionlessly, Liang Hongwei was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

When he reached the alley, Liang Hongwei wanted to pull Qiao Yunmu into the car.

He was squeezed away by Qi Chuan again, and Qi Chuan was also seen blocking Qiao Yunmu's path, trying to squeeze people into his own car.

Liang Hongwei was even more angry, and immediately stepped forward to hug Qi Chuan, and shouted: "Yun Mu, get in the car quickly, he must have no good intentions, you go away."

Qiao Yunmu decisively tore the two of them apart, and said helplessly to Qi Chuan:

"I have a car."

"Oh." Qi Chuan's eyes remained unmoved, and he turned around and got into the car with an "oh."

Before Liang Hongwei could react, he looked at Qi Chuan who had already gotten into the car, and at Qiao Yunmu who was gently rubbing his forehead in front of her.

Liang Hongwei said without thinking, "The weirdo is gone, Xiaomu, Xiaomu, my sister will take you home."

Qiao Yunmu could feel Qi Chuan's eyes without turning his head, and immediately said, "My car is right behind."

"Ah?" Liang Hongwei pouted, but he didn't bother, he just muttered: "We live so close, you don't have to find a car."

Qiao Yunmu walked back with a smile, and got into a black leather car behind Liang Hongwei's gaze.

Only then did Liang Hongwei get into the car with a pout, and played with her doll in the car.

Learning is boring.

But Liang Hongwei shouted very aggressively, fearing that Qiao Yunmu would be late for school, so he called early.

Qiao Yunmu had no choice but to take the prepared red bean cake first, leave the freshly prepared yogurt, and head to school first.

The newly made red bean cake had a sweet smell, Liang Hongwei could smell it clearly, and he could understand it.

Looking at her pitiful and cute appearance, Qiao Yunmu fed Liang Hongwei and two on the way, and confessed:
"Don't let Qi Chuan know that you have eaten first."

"Why?" Sure enough, Liang Hongwei, who was eating happily, was full of doubts.

Ask Qiao Yunmu to change his words directly: "Because if you tell him, I won't give you the red bean cake next time I bring it."

Liang Hongwei froze immediately, but still said: "Then why don't you give me another taste, I still want to eat it."

Qiao Yunmu was speechless.

Come early.

There were not many people in the classroom, but Qi Chuan had already arrived.

I was still in elementary school, and the table was covered with math problems from the third grade of junior high school, and I was still lying on the table to concentrate on doing the problems.

Qiao Yunmu walked to his desk, saw that he had finished a problem he was working on, then put the small sandalwood box in his bag on his desk, and said:

"It's still hot, it's better to eat while it's hot."

Qi Chuan looked up at Qiao Yunmu expressionlessly, opened the box, picked up the red bean cake and gnawed it.

One after another.

When Qiao Yunmu sat on the seat and was halfway drawing, Qi Chuan came over with the box and said with a blank expression:

"Finished."

Qiao Yunmu was dumbfounded.

Finished? ?

Don't you choke after eating a box of red bean cakes in such a short time?

Resolutely took out a bottle of water for him, seeing his eyes lit up, he drank several sips before saying:

"Eat the red bean cake slowly."

"No." Qi Chuan remained expressionless, but his voice became solemn:

"Red beans are love, I know. I also know your heart. I won't waste your heart."

Qiao Yunmu covered his forehead with a headache when he heard it.

Good guy, why don't I know what I have in mind?
I just feed it out of habit.

(End of this chapter)

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