Chapter 6 Chapter 6...Are you doing your homework?

No. 1 Middle School requires students to arrive at school at 7:30 a.m. at the latest. At eight o'clock on Monday morning, Lu Xun came out of the room slowly, carrying his schoolbag. From a distance, he saw Gu Chen standing at the gate, his two short legs standing straight, as if he was giving a speech under the national flag.

Lu Xun walked over slowly.

Gu Chen looked up and greeted him: "Good morning."

Lu Xun paused and squatted down: "Morning."

He was only 186 cm tall, and even if he squatted down, he couldn't look at these kids at eye level. Lu Xun lowered his eyes to look at the little guy under his feet and found that Gu Chen's light blue pupils seemed to be covered with a faint white film: "Are you wearing the contact lenses?"

Gu Chen nodded: "I asked the biology teacher for them yesterday."

The teacher called him so convincing. Before putting them on, Gu Chen had never figured out how to manually adjust the viewing angle of contact lenses like frames. After putting them on, he found that this invention of biology had actually achieved mind control.

If this happened in the human world, it would be worthy of a Nobel Prize.

Gu Chen used his mind to adjust his viewing angle to a level where he could almost see Lu Xun at eye level.

Lu Xun: "What are you taking?"

Gu Chen had a frosted transparent bag on his hand. The bag was half as big as him, and the bottom was dragging on the ground: "Notebooks and pens."

Gu Chen looked serious: "Can you please take me to school? There are new lessons in math and physics today."

"..." Lu Xun, "Even if you go, you can only stay in the bag."

Gu Chen thought about it and it made sense. Not to mention that toys are not allowed on students' desks during class, even if they can, what should appear on the school bully's desk should be knives, guns, and ammunition, not dolls.

"It's okay." Gu Chen thought of his last experience in the bag, "I can just listen to the sounds in the bag."

Lu Xun: "Is it necessary

to study so hard?" In fact, at this juncture, listening to the class is secondary. The primary purpose is to get to know Lu Xun better. Knowing both yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Only by finding Lu Xun's weakness can he get the bargaining chip to get back.

But it was obviously impossible to tell Lu Xun this. Fortunately, Lu Xun seemed to be just asking casually. Gu Chen watched him unzip his backpack and pull the front down a little, revealing an opening big enough for him to enter.

"Thank you." Gu Chen dragged the bag forward. He first pushed the bag in his hand into the schoolbag, and then climbed in by stepping on the lining of the bag that was turned out.

Halfway up, just as my hands were about to touch the glass roof, my feet suddenly slipped. The feeling is exactly the same as when you're halfway up a mountain and your feet slip and you fall.

Gu Chen's heart tightened. Just when he thought he was going to fall head over heels, something warm and soft suddenly touched his back.

He turned his head, and after a shock, his perspective returned to the doll's perspective. He saw a huge hand covering his entire field of vision.

Lu Xun supported Gu Chen's back, helped him steady his body, then lifted his hands and put him into the glass house.

Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief when his feet touched the soft carpet.

With the residual warmth still on his back, he adjusted his gaze and looked at Lu Xun, who had no expression on his face, outside the bag: "Thank you."

After saying that, he felt a little embarrassed: "I'm not very familiar with this body yet."

Lu Xun didn't say anything, but reached into the glass room, turned on the small light for Gu Chen, and then zipped up the backpack.

When he arrived at school, the first get out of class had just ended. Lu Xun walked towards the classroom as the bell rang. Before they entered, they heard Xiao Minglang's roar from afar: "Lu Xun! Cough cough——"

There were three classes in the corridor where their class was located. The students who were originally ready to rush out of the classroom and make a scene immediately shrank back when they heard the noise and looked out of the windows near the corridor.

"Qi Xiang!" Xiao Minglang glanced at the head that was sticking out the most. "Are you acting like a giraffe here? Have you finished writing the self-criticism for the Internet cafe? And you, Yu Fan!"

The friends who were called out quickly retracted their heads. After Xiao Minglang finished beating the little mole, he quickly walked towards the Rat King in the middle of the corridor.

"What time is it!" Xiao Minglang stopped in front of Lu Xun, coughing as he spoke, looking very angry, "Why don't you come after school?!"

Lu Xun paused: "Then I'll come after school?"

Xiao Minglang took a deep breath, patted his chest, and just as he adjusted his mood, he coughed twice again.

Lu Xun: "Are you sick?"

"Don't change the subject!"

In his schoolbag, Gu Chen was sitting on the glass floor reading the exercise summary booklet he brought with him, when he suddenly felt a beam of light popping up above his head. In addition to the square glass house in the bag, there are some space gaps that can hold a few books. Before Gu Chen could react, he saw the paper outside the house that looked like a white wall being pulled away.

Swish—

Lu Xun quickly zipped up his schoolbag and handed the paper to Xiao Minglang: "A letter of apology."

Xiao Minglang was stunned. He had been pursuing Lu Xun for more than a year, and this was the first time he had received a letter of apology from the other party on his own initiative. Xiao Minglang took it and glanced at it. It was written quite sincerely.

"Ahem——" Xiao Minglang's expression eased slightly. It seemed that his earnest advice for so long had finally had some effect.

"That's more like it." He flipped through the pages one by one, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Why is it typed?"

Lu Xun remained calm: "You didn't say

it was handwritten." Xiao Minglang was about to say more, but the bell for class rang. Lu Xun looked over his shoulder and saw their head teacher walking towards them with the lesson plan in one hand.

Xiao Minglang turned around and nodded to the well-dressed woman behind him: "Teacher Gao."

After that, he quickly turned to Lu Xun: "Go back to class first. The monthly exam will be in two days, and don't let me catch you fooling around with Qi Xiang and the others again!"

Lu Xun wanted to say something, but suddenly received a warning look from his head teacher.

Seeing that he was temporarily obedient, Gao Yu handed the medicine box on the top of the lesson plan to Xiao Minglang: "This is the medicine I talked about last time. You try it, it's especially good for treating cough."

"Cough - thank you, Teacher Gao."

Xiao Minglang took the medicine and coughed as he walked. After he walked away, Gao Yu turned back to look at Lu Xun. She was wearing a beige knitted skirt, with some light makeup on her face and her hair tied up behind her head. At first glance, she looked very gentle, but I don't know if it's because she has been a class teacher for a long time, her eyes have a kind of penetrating and deterrent power.

"Director Xiao has not been feeling well these past two days, so don't make him angry."

Lu Xun looked into Gao Yu's eyes: "You look a little haggard."

Gao Yu was stunned. She had been thinking about Gu Chen these past two days, feeling sad that such a good child had become a vegetable. She hadn't slept well for two consecutive nights, and today she even replaced her air cushion with liquid foundation to cover up the dark circles under her eyes, but she didn't expect Lu Xun to see it.

She looked at the boy in front of her who was a head taller than her, and raised her voice a little: "Then can you guys give me less trouble?"

Lu Xun nodded: "I will try to sit through two more classes."

Gao Yu glared at him. This is an English class, and the voice of the class representative reading can be heard in the classroom. Gao Yu: "Go to class first."

Gu Chen felt that he had thought things too simply. He originally thought that even if he couldn't get out of the bag, as long as he was by Lu Xun's side, he would always be able to hear something about him, and maybe he could find his weakness.

But throughout the whole morning, except for some movement in Gao Yu's class, there was no sound at all for the rest of the time, as if everyone was sleeping. I don’t know if the other teachers were unable to control him or were too lazy to do so, and they never called on him at all throughout the whole process.

Gu Chen sat on a small stool in the glass room, frowning as he looked at the small notebook in his hand. Because I couldn’t go out to attend the class and couldn’t see the teacher’s demonstration, my notes for the new lesson are a bit incomplete.

"Brother Lu!" A loud voice suddenly came from outside the bag. Gu Chen, who was originally a little anxious, immediately pricked up his ears.

Qi Xiang held it in for the entire morning, and finally made it to noon when he saw Lu Xun woke up. He immediately rushed over and said, "Yu Fan said that their class's physical education class has been moved to the second period in the afternoon, and it will be right before the long break. He asked us if we want to play ball or go to the Internet cafe then?"

Lu Xun yawned, and the sunlight from the window shone in and fell on his face. Lu Xun couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Neither of us are going."

"You slept a little too long today." Gu Chen heard another boy's voice. His voice was gentle, like the lingering sound of gently plucking the strings of a guitar. It was the voice of Qin Che, the director of the school radio station.

Unlike Lu Xun and Qi Xiang, Qin Che's academic performance has always been very good. In a high school like No. 1 Middle School where there are so many talented students, he has always been ranked among the top ten in his grade. But unlike many good students who only hang out with good students, Qin Che is usually very close to Lu Xun and others.

"The live broadcast is late." Lu Xun's voice was still hoarse from having just woken up.

"Brother Lu, are you really not going?" Qi Xiang said anxiously, "We have already inquired about it. Kailang will hold a teaching and research meeting in the afternoon. Don't miss the opportunity!"

Gu Chen, who was hiding in the bag, was slightly stunned, and quickly realized that Kailang should be Director Xiao's nickname.

"No." The sound of Lu Xun rummaging through the table came from outside.

What followed was a loud "Fuck!" from Qi Xiang.

The sound was so loud that Gu Chen trembled.

"Brother Lu...what is this?"

Lu Xun: "Art homework."

Hearing the last two words, Gu Chen became alert. I wanted to dig a hole in the glass house and my schoolbag and stick my ears outside to listen.

"Art homework?" Qi Xiang muttered to himself. He watched Lu Xun open his notebook and take out a pen. His voice began to tremble. "Brother Lu, you want to do your homework?"

Lu Xun turned the pen and made a lazy mark on the notebook: "Your expression makes me feel like I'm taking drugs."

"No." Qi Xiang rubbed his eyes. "I think my eyes are poisoned."

After all, he had been in the same class with Lu Xun for more than a year, and he had basically never seen Lu Xun pick up a pen. The frequency was so low that he even suspected that his brother Lu could not write.

"...Do we have art homework?" Qin Che suppressed the trembling in his voice.

Lu Xun turned the notebook to the title page, revealing two lines of words on it: Yang Zixuan,

Class 10, Grade 2. There are a total of twelve classes in Grade 2 in his school, of which Class 1 and Class 2 are key classes, and the remaining Classes 10 to 12 are art and sports specialty classes. Unlike other classes where art class is a secondary subject where students just draw casually, students in the art class have special art theory assignments in addition to serious drawing. Qin Che was a little confused: "Are you helping Yang Zixuan with her homework?" Lu Xun said. Qi Xiang suspected that his ears were also poisoned. His brother Lu didn’t even do his own main subject homework, but actually helped girls from other classes do their art homework? ! "...Brother Lu." Qi Xiang licked his lips, thinking he spoke softly, but even Gu Chen in his schoolbag could hear him clearly, "Do you like Yang Zixuan?"