The god of learning, he blew up

Chapter 95 Master Luo Can Play the Piano

The teacher on the podium tapped on the blackboard: "This is the key point, keep it in mind."

When Luo Qing heard it, he casually added a sentence in the notebook: This is the key point, keep it in mind.

As for the point, Luo Qing couldn't see what was written on the blackboard, so it was left blank.

Luo Qing supported his head, looked at the blackboard but couldn't see clearly, and drew two strokes on the notebook from time to time with a sleepy face.

There is no way, she has this problem at her age, as long as it is something she doesn't like or is not interested in, she is especially prone to sleepiness.

It is already very good if you can persist for half a class.

Luo Qing was so sleepy that his eyes were fighting, but he still endured it.

Su Kui stayed at home alone, so it wasn't boring. He watched "Strategy of the Male God One Hundred and One Styles" very seriously, and studied it over and over again.

Only by studying deeply can we implement it better.

After the four classes in the morning, Luo Qing felt that his body had been hollowed out, and the notes in his notebook were as messy as possible.

However, Luo Qing was very satisfied with remembering the notes.

How long has it been since she wrote? Except for being punished last time, she has been holding a pen for fun until now.

If she can take notes, it is very good, and the requirements should not be too high.

When eating at noon, the cafeteria was full of students lined up in a long line, and it was very lively.

Li Zhixia sat at the dining table with a sad face, she didn't even have an appetite for eating, she poked a little bit in the bowl, and didn't take a bite for a long time, put down her chopsticks, and sighed deeply.

"Ugh."

Luo Qing couldn't stand it anymore: "What are you always sighing for?"

Li Zhixia held her cheeks, the flesh on her face was squeezed together, and complained: "It's not about the show, it's Saturday today, and it's about to start tomorrow, and I haven't found the performer who played the piano at the beginning. , what do you think I should do?"

"piano?"

Li Zhixia nodded: "That's right, it's a pity that not many people can play the piano in high school."

Luo Qing took a sip of the soup, and suddenly said: "I will."

"What?" Li Zhixia was surprised, and looked at Luo Qing on the opposite side with a mask on his face, "Why didn't I know you would?"

"My brother taught me and learned a few tunes, but later I found it boring, so I didn't do it again, and there is nothing to mention."

Today's soup tastes pretty good.

Luo Qing concentrated on eating, and didn't pay attention to the change of Li Zhixia's expression on the opposite side. Just as the bowl was put down, Li Zhixia grabbed both hands.

"Lolo baby!"

Luo Qing was terrified by Li Zhixia, and his face was full of shit.

What are you doing!this is!
"You must help me this time!" Li Zhixia looked at Luo Qing pitifully, and began to cry, "You don't know, I worry every minute and every second, my hair , Drop by the handful! You sure don’t want to see me bald, right?”

Luo Qing looked at Shang Li Zhixia's eyes full of hope, and the idea of ​​teasing Li Zhixia suddenly flashed in his mind, pretending to be contemplative, thought for a while, and then said.

"I'm quite curious about how you look bald."

Li Zhixia hugged Luo Qing and cried: "Luo Luo, you can't do this! You can't just ignore death! I'm your good sister!"

Luo Qing patted Li Zhixia's arm: "You let go first!"

"Don't! Don't!" Li Zhixia hugged him tightly, shook his head violently, and made a full gesture of beating him to death.

Luo Qing was speechless: "I didn't say I won't help you!"

"You agree!" Li Zhixia's eyes sparkled.

"Agree, agree." Luo Qing was very helpless, and looked around at the students who came over curiously, "Can you let me go first?"

How embarrassing to be watched by so many people.

(End of this chapter)