"You, go to the last row," Zheng Ming also felt difficult to deal with when facing this shameless thorn.

Si Yue slowly walked through the aisle.

The guy who had just been promoted to Lin Miao's deskmate, his bad eyes were squinted.

The beautiful eyes changed instantly.

The classmate who had just been promoted only felt that he was being pushed by a beast, and suddenly had a cold sweat on his back, and he just jumped up and gave up his seat.

Zheng Ming kept staring at Si Yue.

Seeing him sitting down, he put the book in his arms on the podium.

"Okay, now we start class, today we will continue what we didn't finish yesterday..."

Zheng Ming's class was very vivid, and Lin Miao felt that the class was over in a flash.

Zheng Ming packed his books and went out.

As the classroom door closed, the classroom was in full swing.

The boy sitting behind Lin Miao kicked Lin Miao's legs on the stool.

"Hey, you really have an affair with Si Yue?"

Lin Miao glanced at him coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"It's all your business," Si Yue stood up slowly, like a tiger walking in the forest coming to Lin Miao.

He slanted to his deskmate who had already trembled, "Go behind."

"But I'm myopia and I can't see it behind me," the little deskmate pinched the textbook and replied weakly.

Lin Miao saw his frightened face and slanted Si Yue, then went to see where Si Yue was sitting.

"I'll go back," she sat in the back earlier, and for her, there was no difference.

"It's OK," Si Yue turned his head, took two steps back, and kicked the annoying deskmate.

The man was very sensible and stuffed the textbook directly into the desk.

"There are too many things, move the table."

The man moved his desk away.

Refreshing," Si Yue admired this man's neat style very much.

Lin Miao rolled her eyes.

He is a man, so he can move naturally.

She was not strong enough and couldn't move the desk with books.

Si Yue slowed down half a beat and remembered it and hurried over.

"It's fine," he moved a few times to align with his table. He smirked and collapsed into the stool, carrying his big hand on the back of the chair, and tilted a stool leg, shaking it.

Lin Miao was speechless.

The class bell rang again.

Everyone took back their sights from watching the show and sat down honestly.

The next day, Zheng Ming came over and saw the seat adjustment, so he shook his head helplessly.

A few days later, with Lin Miao and Si Yue's transfer, the rumors seemed to calm down.

The two of them finally learned with peace of mind.

Time passes, and the month's test is coming in the blink of an eye.

That morning, Lin Miao came together and felt something was wrong.

She pressed her swelling head and shook it out.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Luo Yan saw at a glance that she was wrong.

"I don't know, my head hurts. Maybe I was in the wind last night," Lin Miao frowned and his voice soft.

Luo Yan reached out.

He pressed his slightly cool fingers on her forehead.

"You have a fever."

Luo Yan frowned, "Put on your clothes, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need," Lin Miao touched himself, as if he was a little hot.

"I can't miss the monthly exam today."

She was swaying and washing, and then changing into clothes.

Luo Yan knew how much she valued the monthly exam, so he had to find out the cold medicine.

"Eat this before leaving."

While Lin Miao was drinking porridge, he handed over the pills.

Lin Miao muttered to stuff the pills into her mouth, and took a few large sips of porridge before siping the bitter taste in her mouth.

"I'm leaving," she went out after dinner.

Luo Yan was very worried.

"If you can't hold on, just tell the teacher, don't force it."

Lin Miao nodded vaguely and closed the door.

The spring wind is warm and warm, dispelling a little discomfort on her.

Lin Miao entered the classroom with half-squinted eyes and stepped on cotton under her feet.

As soon as he sat down, Si Yue came over.

"What's wrong with you? This face is so scary."

"I've caught a cold," Lin Miao covered his mouth and pushed him, "stay away and spread it to you."

"No," Si Yue came over without any fear.

"I am in good health and can't be invaded by water and fire," he forced his hand to Lin Miao's forehead.

"Low fever."

Lin Miao nodded, "I'll take the medicine and it will be better later."

Zheng Ming came in with a few stacks of test papers.

"Students, all collect textbooks."

"Old rules, pass them down," he put the test papers in the front row.

Everyone passed on it in turn.

When everyone got it, Zheng Ming glanced at the needle.

"Let's start, this test questions are a bit difficult, please be careful."

He explained and sat behind the podium.

Lin Miao pulled out the pen cap and pinched the pen tip.

There was a little blurry in front of me.

She blinked hard, but her handwriting twisted and moved.

Lin Miao secretly complained that something was wrong.

In this case, she had no way to answer the questions.

"Teacher," she raised her hand.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Ming came over.

"Teacher, I'll ask for leave," Lin Miao closed the pen.

Zheng Ming frowned.

This is their first monthly exam in the class.

It is an ordinary monthly exam for others, but it is equivalent to a disguised assessment for them.

Lin Miao's way of doing this made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Teacher, she has a fever," Si Yue interrupted.

Zheng Ming glanced at him and turned to Lin Miao for concern.

"Did you take medicine? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"
To be continued...