"Hello, Teacher Zhu."
Fang Di rushed in front of Zhu Yan and walked into the classroom with his high ponytail swaying.
Hey, Zheng Yifan didn't come?
Fang Di looked at the empty seats and walked to the seats in three steps. The moment he sat down, he saw a figure shaking on the podium.
Who is so arrogant and cool with one step and three steps? Who is as handsome as Zheng Yifan?
Teacher Zhu is here.
Fang Di glanced at the exquisite and fashionable Zhu Yan beside the front door, and hurriedly took out the English textbook from the pile of books.
teacher Zhu?
Su Keke immediately turned her head when she heard the sound, and her exquisite and fashionable smile instantly came into view.
Su Keke quietly touched Li Mengmeng.
This is the effect of makeup. Light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable.
Oh, I digress.
Su Keke turned around and glanced at Zheng Yifan, who was slowly swinging on the podium. Is this person really ready to give a lecture?
Teacher Zhu is here.
Li Mengmeng glanced at the front door of the classroom and then at Su Keke.
Why are you looking at the handsome guy yourself and not letting her look at him?
snort! Li Mengmeng snorted and turned to look at Zheng Yifan twice more.
Suddenly she chuckled whimsically. If Zheng Yifan were an English teacher, her English would definitely be over 100.
Su Keke glanced at Li Mengmeng when he heard this, and then turned away.
The nymphomaniac disease occurred again.
Zhu Yan glanced at Su Keke and Li Mengmeng at the front door, and then at Fang Di at the back. Her eyes followed everyone and were fixed on the classroom podium.
Acting cool?
This is OK
Zhu Yan glanced at the love blanket she was carrying. It was much better than sleeping in class.
Well, while sleeping in class, Zhu Yan looked around the classroom, her eyebrows a little tangled.
There are actually five people sleeping in the class, but there is only one blanket.
For whom?
Did she forget some attributives or something?
Zhu Yan stood at the front door of the classroom, looking around and around at the people sleeping on their stomachs in the classroom, and then looked up at the clock on the back wall. There were still 45 seconds left for class.
As the seconds passed, someone finally moved their eyes to the front door of the classroom.
"Teacher Zhu is here." "Don't sleep now, the teacher is here."
The sound of rustling sounds rang out in the classroom, and everyone's eyes wandered from left to right until Zheng Yifan stepped off the podium and couldn't help but stare again.
What I thought was a fight between the two divisions actually didn’t exist!
The sound of turning books resounded in the classroom.
Yi Lingfei, you really deceived people without paying for your life!
How come they are so real!
Zheng Yifan glanced at the clock on the wall behind the classroom, and walked next to Wang Xiaoxiao under everyone's attention.
Um? Wang Xinyi turned her head, blinking her big eyes with expectation, and ignored Teacher Zhu at the front door.
Is Zheng Yifan planning to sit next to Yu? pretty!
The next moment, she stuffed herself with some snacks so that she couldn't look at the handsome guy.
He turned his head angrily, saw Teacher Zhu's gaze, and sat upright.
Ling Mengchu was startled for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye he spotted Zheng Yifan's school uniform at close range. I'll go!
Actually, it's cleaner than her clothes!
Ling Mengchu turned around and gently raised his hand to put on the shoulders of He Shiling, who was still sleeping on the table. Before she could speak, she was startled, and He Shiling was looking behind her with a smile on her face.
Ling Mengchu curled his lips, turned around, and looked at Wang Xinyi, whose face alternated between excitement and regret, what a nympho!
Wang Xiaoxiao stared at Zheng Yifan for two seconds, blinked, and gave way?
Zheng Yifan glanced at Geng Xinyu, who had been staring at him, then looked at Wang Xiaoxiao and gave way.
Wang Xiaoxiao: Aren’t you here to give a lecture?
Glancing at the front door of the classroom.
I'll go, Teacher Zhu is here.
Zheng Yifan: Give way.
Wang Xiaoxiao: Are you going to attend class pretending to be a hero again?
Zheng Yifan: Give way.
Wang Xiaoxiao: Go and sit at Fang Di’s place.
What's the pestle doing here?
Glancing at Fang Di, I happened to see Fang Di sending his gaze over.
Oh no, a group of people glance over from time to time.
Damn it, what does he want to do?
Zheng Yifan: Give way.
This Xiaoxiao's brain is not flexible. Why is she looking around?
Give way!
Wang Xiaoxiao: You are so cruel!
I couldn't afford to offend him, so I had to hide.
Sorry about the rain.
Wang Xiaoxiao took her pencil case and English textbook, stood up, turned and walked to the back of the classroom.
All living beings, "..."
Give way?
Accompanying the class in a fair and aboveboard manner?
They glanced at Zheng Yifan and Geng Xinyu, then turned to look at Zhu Yan at the front door of the classroom. Hey, what is the teacher holding?
Zheng Yifan sat down with a smile, put his English textbook on the table, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the podium intently.
Geng Xinyu, "..."
Xiaoxiao, this is too unjust.
This left her behind.
Geng Xinyu watched Wang Xiaoxiao walk to the northeast corner of the teaching, was startled for a moment, then turned and walked to the front door of the classroom. With Fang Di's blank expression, she sat in the empty seat next to Fang Di.
When he turned around, he found that Zheng Yifan was already sitting next to him.
"What are you doing here?" Geng Xinyu asked in a low voice.
"I will accompany you to attend the lecture." Zheng Yifan smiled without changing his face, turned to look at Geng Xinyu, "Are you touched?"
Geng Xinyu, "..."
move?
Why should she be moved?
"Touched." He Shiling's laughter came quietly from the front.
Geng Xinyu, "..."
Isn't Lingling sleeping?
Fake sleep?
Zheng Yifan, "..."
The plague god is obviously sleeping?
Pretending to sleep?
"Not bad, beautiful." He Shiling glanced at Zheng Yifan with a smile and turned away.
Really smart.
Zheng Yifan, "..."
pretty? He is obviously handsome, okay!
The God of Plague's vocabulary is too poor, so he needs to take a good cram in Chinese.
Geng Xinyu, "..."
pretty? Is this an affirmation of Zheng Yifan’s behavior?
Geng Xinyu glanced at Zheng Yifan, what benefits have you given Lingling?
Zheng Yifan: Of course I want to sit here.
This prevents other people from coveting his beauty and preventing him from sleeping peacefully.
Geng Xinyu: What are you looking at?
Look at the eyes again and prick them out for you. Deserve a beating!
Suddenly thinking of the rumors during class, he reached out and pulled down the "Collected Poems of Xi Murong" from the pile of books and threw it in front of Zheng Yifan.
Zheng Yifan: Want to get that thick book back?
Zheng Yifan pushed the book over again, no way!
Geng Xinyu: Give it back to you.
Geng Xinyu pushed the book over again.
The two are clear and each is well.
Zheng Yifan: No more Song lyrics?
Zheng Yifan pushed the book in front of Geng Xinyu.
Geng Xinyu: Don’t bother me.
Pushing the book over, he raised his hand, put his arm on the table, and turned his head away from the window.
Zheng Yifan:......
His temper has improved.
good. From now on, no one will dare to mess with her, and no one will like her.
Zheng Yifan smiled and quietly placed the book on the pile in front of Geng Xinyu.
He stood up the English textbook in front of him, glanced at Zhu Yan at the front door of the classroom, and buried his head in it.
He most likes to fall asleep in English classes, especially classes with beautiful female teachers.
The interaction between these two people was so cool.
Everyone lowered their heads one after another and ate a handful of dog food.
Zhu Yan, who was standing at the front door of the classroom, couldn't help but laugh. There was a very handsome new student in the class.
Oh, no, it looks familiar!
Could it be Zheng Yifan?
Zhu Yan looked at Wang Xiaoxiao who was forcibly replaced, laughed, and walked into the classroom. When she reached the podium, the crisp bell just rang, "Ding——"
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