After Lu Xingci left the room, Chen Yue's eyes fell on the Duan Jiayan.

After a short moment of confusion, the latter took the menu and began to discuss what to eat with Shen Chilie.

The Duan Jiayan felt someone looking at him. He looked up and saw Chen Yue looking at him thoughtfully.

The Duan Jiayan thought he wanted the menu. After Shen Chilie finished ordering, he pushed the menu in front of Chen Yue. "What do you want to eat?

You order. "

Chen Yue took the menu and didn't answer the question. "I suddenly realized that you're quite good-looking."

The Duan Jiayan smiled and nodded without any modesty. "Thank you, you're not bad either."

After a while, Chen Yue suddenly asked, "Do you think Dog Lu is good-looking?"

The Duan Jiayan didn't hesitate. "Of course he's good-looking, handsome.

He's just a little worse than me. "

Chen Yue: "…"

Lu Xingci stood at the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant in a daze.

He also felt that his temper was a little inexplicable.

He didn't know why, but he had an inexplicable hostility toward Shen Chilie.

What was even more inexplicable was that she didn't provoke him at all. She didn't say a word to him from beginning to end. She kept her pheromones well and politely didn't talk to him.

Speaking of pheromones …

Shen Chilie and the Duan Jiayan sat very close to each other. Probably because they had some contact before, the Duan Jiayan smelled a little of Shen Chilie's black tea.

Wasn't she still in heat?

Wasn't her stress disorder quite serious?

Didn't she feel pain sitting so close to others?

He exhaled and ground his molars with a little force.

He felt that his thoughts were not only too broad but also unreasonable.

Lu Xingci put out the cigarette and walked back.

After lunch, the Duan Jiayan went back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep.

Song Yi excitedly told him that something good might happen in the afternoon.

She heard that the school's anniversary celebration was coming up and the school was planning related activities.

As expected, during the afternoon class, Jo Minjun announced that next month would be No. 1 Middle School's 80th anniversary celebration. Every class from Grade One to Grade Two would have a program.

Class 10's performance was a choir, and they were going to start rehearsing tonight.

At the same time, Jo Minjun also said that there might be an ABO-related practical activity this month. If there were no accidents, the second year of high school should be going to the ABO Museum in Zhao City.

Just as she finished her announcement, Song Yi, who was beside the Duan Jiayan, said, "Zhao City, it's a good place."

Near the coast of Zhao City, the nightlife was very rich. Bars and other entertainment venues were everywhere.

Song Yi was in high spirits. "Shall we sneak out to play?"

The Duan Jiayan was also very interested. "If we're really going to Zhao City, then let's sneak out to play."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jo Minjun's gaze fell on them.

She looked at the two brothers and called out one of them. "Duan Jiayan, what are you and Song Yi whispering to each other?"

The Duan Jiayan was stunned, then his brain turned. "Teacher, we're calculating the date of the monthly exam.

The monthly exam is approaching, so Song Yi and I have decided to supervise each other. We mustn't be distracted by these things and affect our studies. "

Laughter came from the classroom one after another. Even Jo Minjun smiled.

After the two announcements, the students were a little impetuous.

Jo Minjun withdrew her gaze from the Duan Jiayan and turned to look at the class. "That's right. This month's monthly exam is coming soon. Everyone, focus on your studies and don't be distracted by these things.

You should focus on your studies. "

At night.

Jo Minjun made time for the evening self-study session and took the students to the music classroom to rehearse a choir.

The song for Class 10's choir was an inspirational pop song, which was decided by the class's entertainment committee member.

After Jo Minjun agreed, the entertainment committee member went to the printing room in the afternoon to print out the lyrics and sent them to everyone in the music classroom.

The Duan Jiayan sang along for more than an hour. He was a little bored, so he took advantage of the break to play with his phone.

When he refreshed the page, he saw a new post.

It was from Jiang Qinian.

She posted a selfie and a picture of No. 1 Middle School's gate. The caption was a goodbye emoji.