get out of class has been over now, and the two classes next door must have heard the silly slogans they shouted and came to watch the scene where the psychopath was leaking the news.

After finally sending away the big Buddha of Teacher Qi Chuan, Shi Sang collapsed face down on the seat, muttering to himself: "This squad leader is indeed not a job that humans can do, it's so embarrassing."

Xie Yan leaned sideways on the windowsill, biting a strawberry-scented lollipop in his mouth, and glanced at Shisanna casually.

For some reason, he always felt that Shi Sang had become much more vicissitudes in an instant, as if he was a few decades old.

Taking out the biting lollipop, Xie Yan lowered his chin thoughtfully and said to his little deskmate: "Why do I feel that Shi Sang has changed a lot in an instant, it seems that he is not as good as before."

Lin Er was writing lyrics to Wen Miao. Hearing this, he replied without raising his head: "Maybe he is tired of studying?"

After hearing what she said, Xie Yan seemed to think seriously, then nodded in agreement and said, "This is how you look so beautiful."

“…”

The automatic pencil in Liner's hand was not locked up, and the slender pen tip clicked and was broken by her on the laptop.

Xie Tiantian, a little student in the world, tempted crazy every day on the verge of being beaten to death.

Using the eraser to wipe off the extra gestures drawn on the notebook, Lin Er put down his pencil, turned his head to look at Xie Yan, and said very solemnly: "Student Xie Tiantian, I will ask you something solemnly."

Xie Yan also said very solemnly: "Okay, ask."

So Liner continued to ask very seriously: "Do you have any tendency to be abused? If you don't get beaten for a day, you will feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Xie Yan also replied very seriously, "I am mentally healthy."

Liner said puzzledly: "Then why can you always arouse the anger in my heart without any trace?"

"Ah," Xie Yan said unhurriedly, "It's probably because the weather is dry and you're a little angry?"

Liner: "?"

This answer is even more annoying.

After thinking about it, Xie Yan said again: "I heard that chrysanthemum tea is cold in nature. It can not only clear heat and remove fire, but also produce salivation and quench thirst."

Liner: "??"

Isn't he adding fuel to the fire?

Finally, Xie Yan suggested in considerately: "——So, do you want to drink some chrysanthemum tea?"

Liner: "???"

OK, after confirming his eyes, he simply wanted to be beaten.

The next section is Lao Chen’s class.

The atmosphere in Chinese class has always been relatively relaxed, but this time it has changed.

Perhaps because the monthly exam results were released, Old Chen looked frowning and sighed, as if he had been owed eight hundred yuan.

Class 1 is a typical science class. Compared with other math, physics and chemistry subjects, Chinese is considered the weakness of this class.

Lao Chen, the head teacher, has worked hard, but has not achieved much results. The Chinese scores in the class are still hanging in an awkward position.

But after all, it is an experimental class, so it is not much different, but compared with the liberal arts class next door, there is still a big gap.
Chapter completed!