Xia Mu wrote about collapse on his left face and shock on his right face. He looked a little confused and confused. Coupled with the faint blue and blackness, he looked a little pitiful.

The car happened to arrive at the station, and Song Fuxing stood up with his schoolbag on his back and prepared to get off the car.

Xia Mu quickly carried his schoolbag and left the seat and followed him.

The buses on the morning rush hour are very crowded, and it is difficult to get up. There are students from different schools on the bus, and only half of them get off at A-middle.

Song Fuxing was much taller than her. He felt very safe when walking in front of her. Although he didn't talk much, he was inexplicably afraid of being late after following him.

And he just reminded her to arrive at the station.

I didn't expect that a person as cold as he would be so helpful.

Xia Mu couldn't help but be happy when he thought about it. While he couldn't see him, he kept looking at him a few more times, even if he liked to see his back.

After getting off the bus, there were all students in the same school, and Xia Mu didn't dare to get too close to him.

Song Fuxing was really popular in school. Even if the previous art festival was just a narrator, the voice was fascinating to the point of attention wherever he went.

Xia Mu walked behind him slowly, and Song Fuxing didn't say anything, but she was very nervous and didn't know what magic he had. As long as she was very close to him, her heartbeat never slowed down.

Xia Mu walked very slowly, and the distance was getting farther and farther away.

Seeing that she didn't follow her, Song Fuxing paused slightly and turned around to look.

The little girl behind her was carrying her schoolbag, walking slowly step by step, as leisurely as if she was walking.

If it were someone else, he would definitely not pay attention to it. After all, walking so slowly is a waste of time.

But when he saw Xia Mu walking in small steps, he felt so cute. He mentioned her schoolbag before, it was obviously very small, but it was so big on her back.

It should be very heavy, and it is normal to walk slowly.

Song Fuxing completely ignored the concept of walking slowly and wasting time, and waited quietly for her.

When Xia Mu saw Song Fuxing stopping, he seemed to be waiting for her. He was stunned for a moment. She quickly accelerated her pace and walked into him, "Why did you stop?"

Song Fuxing met her big confused eyes and said for a moment, and after a long time, he said, "Have you had breakfast?"

He didn't have breakfast?

So if she didn't have breakfast, they could have breakfast together!

"No, I haven't had time to eat." Xia Mu said very seriously, as if she really didn't eat it in the morning.

"Then go for breakfast first." Song Fuxing said, turning around and walking to the other side.

Xia Mu was secretly happy and quickly followed.

The school went a little further and there was a breakfast shop next to it. They came a little late and the students had already eaten and left one after another.

Xia Mu ordered a cup of soy milk and buns and sat down to eat, but Song Fuxing didn't have any.

She took a bite of the bun and looked at Song Fuxing with some confusion, "Don't you eat breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Song Fuxing replied calmly, "You eat first, I'll go buy something."

Xia Mu held the bun in his hand and watched Song Fu walk into the stationery store, looking confused. Has he eaten it?

Why did you suddenly ask her if she had eaten?

Song Fu walked into the stationery store, and there were not many people in the store. He stood in front of the pencil case and looked, obviously he didn't see the right one.

The boss was so idle that he grinded oil. Seeing that he was picking so seriously, he stepped forward and suggested, "Do you want a pencil bag? This is more suitable for you."

Song Fuxing looked at the ink blue pencil bag he was holding, shook his head and refused, "You want it to be used by girls."

The boss was stunned when he heard this, and thought of something in an instant. He looked at the student who was so good to see too much, and smiled and said, "Buy it for the girl you like?"

Song Fuxing didn't say anything when he heard this.

Seeing that the boy didn't say anything, the boss didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head and continued to pick up his pencil bag.

He has seen such handsome male students many times. He gave this female classmate today and that female classmate tomorrow, not necessarily because he liked it.

Just as I was thinking, I didn't expect the Qingjun boy beside me to whisper: "Well, the first time I gave her a gift, it's better."

The boss looked up when he heard this. The boy with cold eyes seemed to be embarrassed, but he was very serious in his words.

The boss paused slightly, and for a moment he was stunned, as if he saw that he was buying things for the girl he liked in the past.

"Okay, I will definitely pick the best pencil bag for you!"

After Xia Mu finished eating buns and drank soy milk, Song Fuxing left the stationery shop and walked towards her. The sunlight fell on him, and the school uniform could not hide the young man's slender and elegant figure.

She suddenly missed a beat and suddenly realized something.

After he had breakfast, he came with him for breakfast. Will ordinary classmates do this? Is it impossible?

Does he... like her?

But before she could confirm her guess, she saw the pink pencil bag in Song Fuxing's hand.

Sure enough, after a moment, Song Fuxing put the pencil bag in front of her and said, "I compensate you for your pencil bag."

Xia Mu's originally boiling heart suddenly became cold. It turned out that it was to compensate her for the pencil case, making her happy for nothing...

Xia Mu finished drinking soy milk with a merry gamble, silently putting his pencil bag in his mouth, muttering in a low voice, "Thank you, Classmate Song."

"Yes." Song Fuxing responded lightly and did not speak anymore.

Xia Mu glanced at him, unable to figure out what he thought, so he could only pick up his pencil case and go to school with him one after another.

When we arrived at the classroom, the students had already arrived. The classroom was very lively. The homework supplement and the homework supplement and the lectures were completely noisy like the vegetable market, and no one noticed them at all.

When Xia Mu arrived at the seat, Jiang Jiashu was turning around and copying Ding Sisi's math homework on her desk, looking very busy.

Xia Mu used to be so busy, but now it's different. She completes her homework on time every day and becomes more and more diligent in her studies, leaving Jiang Jiashu alone to make up for her homework.

"Mu Mu, why are you here so late today?"

“I woke up late in the morning.”

Ding Sisi saw that Jiang Jiashu was still chatting, and was extremely anxious, "You can write quickly, the teacher is coming, and she is still dragging it out."

When Jiang Jiashu heard this, he immediately wrote quickly.

Xia Mu looked at the homework she was making up and paused in an instant, "Did you write this page yesterday?"

"Yes, haven't you seen it?" Ding Sisi took out the homework she copied yesterday and showed it to her.

Xia Mu took it and took a look, and almost passed by. She missed the number behind, and the difference was only two pages!

Two pages are blank. If Lao Fu sees this, he will definitely be criticized.

When Ding Sisi saw that she must have missed her writing, "You make up for it quickly, you're going to hand in your homework soon!"

Xia Mu came to his senses and quickly sat down and took out his homework book to start copying. He had just written the first question, and Song Fuxing, who was in the back row, had already started to collect his homework.

Last week, they just changed their positions in the four major groups.

Song Fuxing and Chen Wei are the last row, and there are more book corners on the other side, so they can only be fixed in this position and there is no way to change them.

So Xia Mu sat in Song Fuxing's group. He became Lao Fu's class representative and the leader of this group, just in time to collect her homework.

Before Xia Mu could fully realize this, Song Fuxing had already received her row.

Jiang Jiashu was copying and complaining, "You are practicing immortality tonight, what are you doing? You don't have time to play games with you."

Xia Mu's writing is also very enthusiastic, "I'm drawing the draft, I want to sign up for the Muse competition."

Jiang Jiashu was shocked and stared at the sight of his eyes widened, but he didn't stop writing, "You really want to go, are you going abroad alone?"

Xia Mu thought of his busy parents and paused slightly, "I can only go alone, and they won't be with me."

"That..." Ding Sisi reminded the two people who were writing quickly, "The team leader is coming to collect homework."

Jiang Jiashu was shocked, but fortunately he had already copied it. He heard this and quickly synthesized the homework book and was relieved, "Okay, OK!"

Xia Mu paused and was so panicked that he looked up and found that Song Fuxing was already standing next to her table.

Her eyes were completely confused when she got into his face. She hurriedly covered her homework book, but she couldn't cover the homework that Ding Sisi wrote on the side.

With such a sharp contrast, you can see at a glance what shameful things she is doing.

He saw the copying of homework, it’s over!!

Song Fuxing's gaze fell on her pale little face for a moment, and he lowered his eyes to the blank homework book covered by her hands.

There is a moment of silence in the air.

Xia Mu had no choice but to close the homework book, fold the three homework books, and put them on the homework collected by Song Fuxing.

Song Fuxing watched her hand over her homework, and quietly left her seat without saying anything.

Xia Mu was vomiting blood. She was really working hard this semester. He saw her when she missed her homework. I don’t know what he would think of her?

It's so unfair.

Ding Sisi, who was standing beside her, was a little impressed when she saw her hand over the blank homework, "You are too bold. If you hand over the blank like this, Lao Fu will regard you as the key object of teaching."

Xia Mu was also scared and couldn't help but sigh. These days were hard, and he only slept for three or four hours a day except for studying. He was just slept with three or four hours. Now he looked haggard, like a poor little panda. "There is nothing to do. I've been seen by others. I can't say that I didn't bring my homework book."

Jiang Jiashu patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, it's just two blank pages. At most, I'll criticize you by name and then call you to the office for tea. It won't be too exaggerated, it's all old routine."
To be continued...