wake up with pillow

When awakened by the sullen voice of the geography teacher, Ruan Qingju looked up and saw that she had stopped in front of her.

"Okay, stand up." She turned and walked back to the podium, pointing to the words on the ppt: "Please answer, the difference in geographical environment between the Yangtze River Delta and the Songnen Plain and its impact on agricultural development."

Ruan Qingju just woke up, her mind went blank, she opened her mouth, unable to speak a word.

"...The Yangtze River Delta has two to three crops a year..." Ruan Ke tried to lower her voice to remind her, but before Ruan Qingju heard it clearly, the geography teacher's eyes swept over her, "Shut up, Ruan Ke."

"Some people, if you want to sleep, you can, please go home and sleep. School is not a place for you to sleep. Don't affect the atmosphere of the whole class. What is this called? This is called black sheep."

Ruan Qingju listened expressionlessly, without any reaction.

The geography teacher looked even more angry, "You stand behind, if you don't learn, others must learn, don't block others."

Ruan Qingju followed her advice and stood at the back of the classroom.

Ruan Ke looked back at her worriedly.

Geography class is the first class in the afternoon, which is too drowsy.Ruan Qingju asked Ruan Ke to pinch her, just like before, to wake up.She hadn't spoken to Ruan Ke for several days, and it was rare for her to open her mouth, but Ruan Ke tapped her arm a few times with her fingertips, and finally touched it, but refused to pinch it.

Asked her, she did not speak.

Ruan Qingju felt angry, so she folded her hands and fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, all the geography teachers came over, and she didn't even call herself.

Ruan Qingju felt annoyed, but at the same time felt that she was annoyed for no reason. The two feelings conflicted together, and in the end it could only cause her infinite irritability.

He Chan had something to do on Sunday night, so she changed her evening self-study with her Chinese teacher to tonight.

Send out papers again.Ruan Qingju complained in her heart.

Ruan Ke skillfully wrote her name, and while Ruan Qingju was still complaining and disgusted, she had already completed the fifth multiple-choice question.

She tapped the back of Ruan Qingju's hand, and signaled with her eyes to let her do the paper.

Ruan Qingju rolled her eyes and whispered, "You don't care about me."

After the exam, Ruan Ke was dragged by the math representative to the office to watch He Chan mark the papers.

Students with good grades always have unlimited interest in these.Ruan Ke was not interested in this, and it was never necessary. She looked back at Ruan Qingju, guessing that she probably didn't want to let herself sit there, sighed, and followed the math class representative.

As soon as he entered the office, He Chan warmly greeted them and said, "You guys are here just in time, come and help me correct the paper, and I will correct it tonight, and I will talk about it in class tomorrow."

The math class representative quickly stepped forward and divided the papers into several piles. Ruan Ke took one of them, and He Chan raised her head and said: "Pay attention to the papers of Ruan Qingju, Yuan Yi and the others. If you don’t do it, just hand over the papers to me, and I’ll clean them up.” There was no smile on her face when she said this.

"Okay." said the math class representative.

They each immersed themselves in correcting the papers.

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Ruan Ke read all the names in the paper in her hand, and there was no Ruan Qingju.She was a little nervous, and she was absent-minded when correcting the papers.

After a while, the math class representative came over, "Hey, Ruan Ke, look at this paper, you are too arrogant, you only wrote a few to fill in the blanks."

Ruan Ke was shocked, "Whose?"

"Let me take a look... Ruan Qingju's."

When Ruan Ke heard the word "Ruan", she immediately reached out and grabbed the paper.

"What are you doing?" The math class representative was taken aback, but out of her long-term trust in Ruan Ke, she didn't snatch it back.

"I'll grade her papers." Ruan Ke said indiscriminately.

"Alright, alright."

Ruan Ke put the Ruan Qingju paper on the top, then walked to the innermost desk with the paper in her arms, looked at He Chan's back, took out a black pen from the pen holder on the unknown teacher's desk, Start writing questions on Ruan Qingju's test paper.

Ruan Qingju entered the classroom by stepping on the bell for the third period.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Xia Jing standing next to Ruan Ke's seat, talking and laughing with her while holding a paper.She suddenly felt her eyebrows twitch.Today, Ruan Ke repeatedly jumped across her bottom line as if on purpose.

Fortunately, Xia Jing didn't know whether she saw her come back or because of the class bell, Xia Jing went back before she got to her place.

Ruan Qingju pulled the chair away, and sat down angrily, but when she sat on the slightly left side of the chair, she lost her center of gravity in an instant, and the whole person began to lean towards Ruan Ke crazily, she tried her best to control herself When she was about an inch away from Ruan Ke, she finally managed to turn her body around. Just when she was about to sit upright, Ruan Ke, who had been looking straight ahead with eyes that didn't look sideways, tugged at her.

This blow was not serious, but it ruined Ruan Qingju's efforts just now, she could no longer control her body, and fell straight into Ruan Ke's arms.

Ruan Qingju raised her eyes and saw that the corners of Ruan Ke's mouth suddenly deepened.

A little lingering taste spread between them.

Ruan Qingju felt that it was very dangerous. Before the feeling spread, she sat up quickly. Before she had time to fight back against Ruan Ke, He Chan walked in.

She hastily suppressed her emotions, but Ruan Ke held her hand under the desk and books as if she refused to give up.

Ruan Qingju's eyes widened immediately.

Ruan Ke's kiss before was as close as if it were separated, it was as light as a dream, and it was far less real than the temperature in the palm of her hand.

This is their first time holding hands.

It's not that the fingers are clasped, just holding it like this, just holding it like this, makes Ruan Qingju's heart agitated.

He Chan stepped off the podium and began to patrol one by one, sometimes stopping when someone asked her a question.

Ruan Qingju's left hand is not too obvious, but Ruan Ke's right hand is not on the table, but it is too obvious.Ruan Qingju licked her dry lips and shook their hands: "Let go, He Chan is coming."

Ruan Ke didn't take it seriously, "I can write with my left hand." She pulled off the pen cap with one hand, and began to make mistakes on the paper.

"Then I'm relieved." Ruan Qingju said.

As soon as she moved her hand, Ruan Ke, who had been loosely holding her before, suddenly pulled her tightly.

"Hiss..." Ruan Qingju gasped when she pinched her.

Just as she was about to get annoyed, Ruan Ke hurriedly said, "Just for a while, when she comes over, she'll let go."

Ruan Qingju lowered her eyes and acquiesced, after all, she didn't want to let go.

He Chan got closer and closer, Ruan Qingju urged: "It's okay now."

"You loose."

As soon as Ruan Qingju let go, Ruan Ke repeated her trick and grabbed her hand tightly.After doing this several times in a row, Ruan Qingju had nothing to do with her, "That's it."

She gave up resisting and held Ruan Ke's hand back, which made Ruan Ke stiff.

He Chan came over, glanced at them, and pointed at the papers on Ruan Qingju's desk, "You did a good job this time. Although you still made many mistakes that shouldn't be wrong, at least your attitude is more correct than before."

good attitude?

Ruan Qingju then looked down at the paper.The original blank space has been densely filled, and the question stems are well-drawn, and it looks like a paper that has been thought through.

It's just the handwriting, she turned her head to look at Ruan Ke.

Her heart is like a collection of poems disturbed by the autumn wind.

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The author has something to say:

Because it is a manuscript, every time I want to say something, I forget it

Thank you all. Although the collection of things is growing slowly, I am very content.