Si Luoyu listens to the class very carefully. The lessons taught by the piano teacher are much more interesting than those in the school. Although she is a good student, she will only devote herself to the piano class, but her eyes still look at Jiang Zhouhe from time to time.

She has always thought that such a sneak look should not be noticed, after all, she is very careful, and will not watch for a long time.

She just took a look and then quickly moved her eyes away. It's not many times, but it's enough to make her happy.

But she didn't know why she wanted to see Jiang Zhouhe. This person seemed to have some strange attraction, which made her want to see more.

But watching people can't affect the class. Si Luoyu listens to the class very carefully and takes notes. When he has a lot of knowledge, he doesn't pay attention to Jiang Zhouhe.

In fact, Jiang Zhouhe can clearly feel the existence of a vision around him. He knows the source of the vision, but he just has no way.

After all, he can't do this kind of thing by directly opening his mouth to let others not look at him. It's just that there is always a look that pays attention to himself from time to time, which will make him feel uncomfortable.

But recently, he has even been used to watching. Sometimes, because he is very serious in class and doesn't look at him, he will feel strange.

Sometimes, he would even take a look in the direction of sloyu. As a result, every time he could see her writing hard or listening to the class very seriously.

But today, Jiang Zhouhe still felt her eyes. He felt helpless. Is there anything on him? Why does she keep looking at him?

He shook his head and didn't want to think about it any more.

The teacher looked at the time almost, then said to the students who were serious in class: "let's have a rest first, and then we can continue."

Students can have a rest, some sleep, some breakfast.

But Si Luoyu focuses on Jiang Zhouhe. He yawns and feels sleepy, but his friend comes over.

"Zhouhe, go to the toilet together?" Said the friend.

Jiang Zhouhe nodded and planned to go to the toilet to wash his face, so he and his friends walked out of the classroom.

Si Luoyu saw him go, suddenly felt hungry, and then took advantage of the time to go shopping nearby.

She took a bag of bread and thought of checking out at the cashier. Suddenly she thought of Jiang Zhouhe's help. She muttered, "should I thank him well?"

She turned back to the shelf, took several packets of potato chips, and then went to the cashier contentedly.

After washing his face from the toilet, Jiang Zhouhe felt refreshed. As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw that there was no one in the position of Si Luoyu.

But he didn't care where she was. He said a few words to his friend and then went back to his seat.

Si Luoyu ran into the classroom with a bag of food. She saw him in the position and called out: "Jiang Zhouhe!"

He was a little scared, watching her run in front of him, very flustered: "how... What's the matter?"

She smiles happily and takes out several packages of potato chips from the bag and puts them on his desk“ Didn't you send me books last time? I don't know what to give back. These chips are my gift back! " She had a pure smile.

Jiang Zhouhe breathed a sigh of relief. For the sake of her sincerity, he accepted the potato chips.

As he took the chips, he said, "books are not a big problem. Thank you for the chips."

They look at each other and smile.

He thought of her eyes in class just now and said awkwardly: "Si Luoyu, go to class. You still have to be serious and attentive. Can you... Don't look at me all the time?"

Jiang Zhouhe pointed out the problem, Si Luoyu "Shua" blushed, she did not expect that he would notice, and her heart was in chaos.

"Oh... Oh!" She nodded dully.

After the break, the teacher continued to come to class with the piano book, shouting: "class, everyone back to their position."

Hearing the teacher's voice, Si Luoyu anxiously returned to his seat and lowered his head in chagrin. It's really embarrassing to be seen by the person concerned!

So in the second half of the class, Si Luoyu forbeared not to see him, but half of her attention was consumed, so she didn't listen much in this class.

At the end of class, Si Luoyu turned to look at Jiang Zhouhe. He was packing up, as if he was ready to leave.

Today is Saturday. She still wants to play for a while. She has an idea in her heart and comes to him with her backpack.

"Jiang Zhouhe, it's still early. Why don't we go out and play for a while?" She said excitedly.

He was still packing. When he heard that she invited him to play, he thought that he had to do his homework, so let it go.

He looked up at her and said, "no, there's no time. You can find someone else. I have to find my family to go home."

Si Luoyu heard his refusal, lost for a while, and then watched him slowly out of the classroom.

But he stopped at the door of the classroom because the person in charge found the classroom and they met at the door.

"Zhouhe, you are here. I have some information to sort out in my office. Please help me." The person in charge preached.

Jiang Zhouhe answered and went with her.

Si Luoyu heard their conversation, Xin Xiang this is also an opportunity, so quickly catch up with them.

She actively recommended herself to the person in charge: "Auntie, are you going to sort out the information? Can I? I want to help, too! "

Jiang Zhouhe saw that she was catching up with her, and his mood was indescribable. He just turned his head and ignored her.

The person in charge looks at such a little girl, and she is also a student. She doesn't want to be bossed, so it's better to be bossed by her own son.

She declined her kindness: "children, after class should go back, maybe your parents will be worried."

With that, she took Jiang Zhouhe into her office.

One after another, she was rejected, and she stood at the door with her mouth up. She also wanted to help!

The person in charge led Jiang Zhouhe to a bookshelf, which was full of materials, and began to explain to his son: "these materials are some years old, and the discharge is chaotic. You have to divide them according to their dates.". Looking at so much information, Jiang Zhouhe was surprised that he had to subdivide it slowly. He opened his eyes and exclaimed, "when is the score?"

She didn't know when to score, she could only say: "recently, Qin is busy, and I can't let other teachers do these things. Zhouhe, please do me a favor first."