Wang Li's sneer is so creepy that Zhou Zihan, as a bystander, leaves an eye on it. She quickly writes a note and hands it to Shen Qinghuan.

After Shen Qinghuan spread out, she was busy copying notes for Lu Ziheng, but she didn't reply.

Zhou Zihan waited for a long time, but Shen Qinghuan didn't reply. He turned his head because he didn't dare to speak too loudly in class: "Qinghuan. Did you get the note I gave you? "

"Well."

Today's notes are a little too much. Shen Qinghuan wants to make sure her handwriting is neat. She smiles at Zhou Zihan to show her peace of mind.

"Then you can ask me if you don't know anything in the future."

Since Zhou Zihan shared the secret with Shen Qinghuan, he naturally gave up the friendship which was not easy to establish.

“OK。” Shen Qinghuan stops the nib and makes a gesture to Zhou Zihan.

Zhou Zihan frowned. She felt that Shen Qinghuan was strange just now. When she was discussing the problem in the group, she had already taken notes. Now she copied another copy. Now she took advantage of Shen Qinghuan's break to snatch one of them.

The more you look, the more ashamed you feel.

Zhou Zihan recalled that he had just told Shen Qinghuan that if there were any questions she didn't understand, she would ask him. Looking back at the knowledge points he had written in his textbook, he felt strange after being crushed by Shen Qinghuan's notes.

"Wang Li really has eyes and doesn't know Taishan. What's wrong with your handwriting?" Zhou Zihan sent another note and covered it on his notebook, but he didn't expect that he had made a mistake and passed both the note and the notebook to Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng raised his head from his desk. The notebook was buttoned down, and the note was returned to Shen Qinghuan. "The notes are well done."

Shen Qinghuan's nib is stuck in the note, and she blushes. She doesn't know whether Lu Ziheng is talking about the contents she collates or her words, "I... my father has calligraphy lessons for me during holidays!"

Lu Ziheng's left hand supported his chin. He looked at Shen Qinghuan with a meaningful smile.

Little liar.

It is clear that she, like herself, is reborn, but she has to choose disguise for fear of being seen too much change around her.

Lu Ziheng's right hand turned for a while, looking at the notebook a little lost, after a long time, he wrote on the front page of the notebook——

The first gift from Xiaoqing.

It's easy to follow the routine. It's very valuable for collection.

Since he got the gift, he should go back.

Lu Ziheng unzipped his schoolbag and passed the bag of documents from the bottom of the desk to Shen Qinghuan.

It's full.

Shen Qinghuan opened it and found that it was some notarized and printed evidence!

He

Before Shen Qinghuan could say anything, the bell rang after class.

Zhou Zihan takes Shen Qinghuan to the snack bar to buy snacks. According to the grapevine, there are a lot of delicious food on the shelves recently in the snack bar. Zhou Zihan takes Shen Qinghuan out, which can be regarded as a way to reconcile the mood.

"Qinghuan. Why don't you buy anything when all of you are here? " The next class is an independent sorting class. Before Zhou Zihan came, he said hello to Jiang Silu. They have enough time to buy.

"Ah. I'm not very hungry Shen Qinghuan came back.

"Are you worried about the exam?" Zhou Zihan patted Shen Qinghuan on the shoulder. "With your earnest effort in taking notes, there must be no problem."

Shen Qinghuan is not worried about the exam, but Lu Ziheng quietly collects evidence for himself behind his back.

"Zihan. That... I have a doubt. " Shen Qinghuan told Zhou Zihan his distressed problem: "you see, we were not looking for the monitor's cousin before..."