Bite Your Fingertips (Complete)

6

"Our class is a new class, with forty-two classmates, some have always been in the headquarters, some have been in the branch, some have known each other, and some have not yet known each other. But from then on, our second grade A class is a collective , A big family! We will be together..."

The head teacher was excited and surging on the podium, and under the podium, countless people took out their mobile phones in secret. It didn’t take long for the news of "Lu Shen and Chu School Hua just met and didn’t get along". Like dandelions blown away by the wind, it quickly spread throughout the second grade, and then covered the entire high school, just like the dandelion that was blown away by the wind. Even the guardian uncle knows.

Class A is introducing itself and selecting class committee members by the way.

Starting from the first in the column by the door, stand up and introduce yourself. If you want to be a class member, just talk about campaign positions and campaign words.

The sound in his ears seemed to be far apart. Chu Yu was resting on his arm, closing his eyes, and what dangled frame by frame in front of him, it was all the blood stains on the crack in the corner of Lu Shi's mouth.

Chu Yu was upset.

The one who sat in front of him and turned the Rubik's Cube was called Zhang Yueshan. He introduced himself as Li Zaozhang, and Yue Shan, who was in Tianshan with a bright moon, said that he wanted to run for class leader. Next, he was an instant speech that was more exciting than the class teacher's speech.

When Zhang Yueshan sat down, everyone was shocked a little bit, and it took a while before stray applause sounded.

It was Chu Yu's turn.

He stood up with his hands on the desk, "I am Chu Yu."

Lu Shi, who was sitting behind, raised his eyes and saw that Chu Yu's arms propped on the desk were shaking slightly.

Chu Yu sat down after speaking. He really didn't have the energy to stand for even a second. He was dizzy and his condition was much worse than when he came to school in the morning.

The family doctor said that he was not sick, but he always felt that he had a terminal illness, the kind that was dying.

The ear urn sounded. After Chu Yu sat down, he didn't hear what Lu Shi said clearly. He seemed to be the same as him, and only said a few words.

Then there was a vote to run for class committee. Chu Yu was lying on the desk, holding his abdomen with his right hand subconsciously—the pain of stomach cramps made him sweat.

He half-opened his eyes, vaguely seeing everyone applauding, but the applause couldn't reach his ears. A sense of emptiness spread from the limbs, dragging him into the magma of the fire.

"Teacher, he is sick."

After receiving the teaching materials, Zhu Zhifei came over from the class next door, with an excited tone, "Brother Lu!"

Lu Shizheng signed the book, glanced at the person, and kept his strokes in his hand.

Zhu Zhifei pulled a chair and sat down, "Brother Lu, I heard the news that you don’t agree with the school flower, and you don’t want to make it with other people along with the table? Is the school flower beautiful? Is it so beautiful in the legend? Why don’t you do it with others? At the same table?"

Throwing the English book aside, Lu Shi turned over the front page of the math textbook, his tone was flat, "Have you seen it."

"Huh?" Zhu Zhifei couldn't figure it out, "I've seen it? It's unscientific. Even if I just pass by, I can remember it!"