MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 10 help

The special drug himself is thinking about the plot.

Yan Ci probably guessed that he was pretending to be sleeping in the cellar, Xia Zhinian rubbed the back of his neck, and he became more vigilant about black sesame glutinous rice balls.

Yan Ci is too smart and dark-hearted, so it's hard to deal with it, so let's start with Chu Qingjian first.

Xia Zhinian planned to follow the original owner's plan and continue to send love letters and breakfast to Chu Qingjian. As for the person...he had just been taught a lesson by his elder brother, so it is reasonable to restrain himself during this period of time and not to find fault with him.

But I don't know why, Yan Ci seems to have put a magnet on him, and I can meet him everywhere.

Xia Zhinian pushed open the door of the teacher's office. Inside, Yan Ci was standing by the table, putting down a stack of homework in his hand, and handing over the list of unturned homework to the math teacher, who was also their class teacher.

It was a big post-it note with three big characters "Xia Zhinian" written on it. The handwriting was powerful and eye-catching.

Yan Ci put down his homework and went out, passing by Xia Zhinian, smiled gently, and said in a clear voice: "Good morning, Classmate Xia."

"..."

Classmate Xia's rosy lips were flattened, and he ignored him, and walked directly to the desk of the head teacher.

Lao Qin was holding a thermos in his hand. He was slightly round and smiled very kindly. He stuffed him with two pieces of candy, "Don't be nervous."

He laughed cheerfully, "I called you here just to ask, have you encountered any difficulties in your studies during this period of time? I asked the teachers of each subject, and you haven't handed in your last homework."

Xia Zhinian lowered his head and pretended to be gloomy, "Well, I can't do it."

"Can't you? You used to have difficult homework, but you still hand it in once in a while. Why haven't you handed it in recently?"

Xia Zhinian: "..." Would he dare to hand it in? He couldn't write the original owner's bad handwriting.

He hummed again, "No way."

Old Qin said slowly, "Xiao Xia, you can't do this. You will be promoted to a third grade soon. The third year of senior high school is fast-paced. If you don't hurry up now, the pressure will be even greater then."

"Well, I've found you a classmate who is good at studying and asked him to take care of you more."

"??"

Xia Zhinian's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly raised his eyes, "Teacher doesn't need to—"

Old Qin: "It's been discussed, let's go back."

"..."

Xia Zhinian pushed open the door, and Lao Qin's long-winded sentence after sentence was still circulating in his head—

"Xiao Xia, the school implements a support plan, so you should test the waters for the students."

"Xiao Xia, you always don't turn in your homework, and you don't look good. If you don't know how to do it, ask your classmates."

"Xiao Xia, if you really don't understand, just copy the homework every day. It's good to have a good impression. I have communicated with the teachers of each subject."

Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia...

Xiao Xia's head was full of Xiao Xia, and she pushed the door out in a daze, remembering Lao Qin's last sentence.

"Oh, by the way, the classmate who is leading you is Yan Ci. The first grader has a good temper, so he will definitely be able to move you."

"Come on, Xiao Xia."

"..."

Little Xia's brain hurts.

Xia Zhinian stood by the door and rubbed his head, his gaze lowered naturally, and he saw a pair of straight and slender legs, and he walked closer.

"Does Xiao Xia have a headache?" Yan Ci raised the corners of his lips.

Classmate Xiao Xia stared at him, wanted to say something, turned around and closed the office door first, and turned to Yan Ci, "Don't worry, just pretend it's nothing, the teacher will handle it myself."

However, things came up as they came up with, Xia Zhinian hadn't figured out how to get the homework out of the way, so the Chinese teacher sent out a special exercise on word meaning analysis as a class exercise.

Holding a blank paper in his hand, Xia Zhinian dug out the original owner's previous language paper from the messy table hole, and took a look—

The paper is full of pink love hearts, followed by "Chu Ge Chu Ge" densely, and there is a slip of "I like you together" at the end.

The writing was pink and ugly, and the multiple choice questions covered were crooked.

Xia Zhinian sighed, glanced at the teacher with almond eyes, and leaned over the table with the tall boy in front to cover him, buried his furry head in his arms and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Xia Zhinian!"

A slightly angry voice sounded nearby, the Chinese teacher got off the podium and turned around, and within a few steps, he saw a small group lying on the back, and raised his voice, "I asked you to do exercises and let you sleep, stand up !"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Nine Min.

Xia Zhinian's expression froze, he sighed again, and stood up with his head down.

The class was quiet, and rows of heads turned back to watch the play. The Chinese teacher has a fiery temper, and he is always outputting Xia Zhinian.

"I haven't written any homework recently. I can't read Chinese characters, but I can't write Chinese characters. The multiple-choice questions are also sleeping, and you won't be fooled. Take your small practice questions and read now! What should you choose for the first question?"

In Xia Zhinian's previous life, the private school, the teacher didn't care much about people, and he couldn't care less because of his special situation.

This is the first time he has encountered this situation.

Xia Zhinian's earlobe was a little red, he took a look at the paper, he chose a simple idiom, coughed, and his voice was clean.

"Choose A."

The Chinese teacher said, "This is wrong, continue, the second question!"

Xia Zhinian: "...B."

The Chinese teacher showed a surprised expression, "That's right again, this question is difficult, what about the third question?"

Xia Zhinian touched his ears, "C."

The Chinese teacher's expression changed, "Wrong, the fourth question."

Xia Zhinian buttoned the corner of the table, "D."

"..." The Chinese teacher noticed something, put the question papers on the desk heavily, frowned and stared at him, "What about five to eight questions."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Sorry teacher.

He confessed in his heart for two seconds, and said again, "ABCD."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

Xia Zhinian's ears were flushed, and she was even more eye-catching by the porcelain white skin. She wanted to hide from her shame, but she stood still stiffly, and her fingertips quietly rubbed back and forth on the corner of the table.

The Chinese teacher was so enraged by him, he was silent for two seconds, and waved his hand, "Forget it, take your stool and sit next to Yanci with the questions."

"...?!"

The girls in the class couldn't laugh anymore.

Xia Zhinian couldn't laugh anymore.

He wanted to refuse, but just opened his mouth, he was glared at by the Chinese teacher, then he closed it again, and moved the stool over dejectedly.

Zou Ziqian watched his tablemate go away tragically.

Yan Ci tickled the corner of his lips, moved the book to the left, and moved a little space for him, and praised with a chuckle, "Student Xia's excellent puzzle skills."

"..." The redness of Xia Zhinian's earlobes started to spread again before it went down, and a beautiful bright red appeared on the tips of her ears, "It's none of your business."

Yan Ci smiled, "Of course it's none of my business, Xiao Xia is my helper, otherwise you wouldn't be here now."

Classmate Xiao Xia was furious, put the question on the table, and turned her head to ignore him. Yan Ci looked at his practice questions, but he didn't write a single name. When he turned his eyes, he suddenly saw that there was still a paper under his paper.

He lifted it up with his hand, revealing the written test paper below. At first glance, the pink and tender color is very dazzling.

A few big words at the beginning—

I like Brother Chu!

I really like Brother Chu!