Zhao Meimei has always been slow to react to these things. She entered the classroom, and as usual, stuffed her backpack into the desk, turned her head to borrow notes. During yesterday's class, she was too busy listening to her deskmate gossiping about classmates' little secrets and was completely absorbed, so she didn't keep up with taking notes.
Zhao Meimei turned around and saw Xu Xu, amused, as Xu Xu was on duty today. He was standing in the aisle separating them, staring at her in a daze while holding a broom.
Zhao Meimei called to Xu Xu, "Xu Xu! Lend me the Chinese vocabulary notes!"
Xu Xu snapped back to reality, hesitated for a moment, turned back to his seat to flip through his notes, and then walked over to Zhao Meimei's spot. He didn't rush off, instead sat down on the empty chair next to her front desk, his two beautiful big eyes fixed on Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei looked up at him and asked, "What are you staring at?"
