Paranoid and sick, he said I was mentally ill

Chapter 55 Transferred from a Big City

When a class was almost halfway through, the teacher on the podium finally couldn't stand it anymore. She accurately threw the chalk that had been used for a section in her palm into the paper box on the podium for chalk.

Raising his jaw, a pair of sharp and angry eyes stared at all the students in the classroom, and his lips were tightly pursed.

His face was full of displeasure visible to the naked eye.

Although some students are listening to the class seriously, most of them are not listening!
"What are you doing? You all like to desert so much? If you continue like this, will you still learn?" The teacher directly lost his temper this time.

She has endured it for a long time, and now she really can't bear it anymore.

Let's transfer a student, she was still muttering quietly in class, even an elderly teacher like her can understand the curiosity of students and children.

But I keep muttering, will I still be able to take this class?

When he got angry, almost all the students below, including Yan Yan, were also frightened.

Although this old Emei woman has a bad temper, her ability to teach in Hengshui is also first-class.

Facing the entire silent classroom, the teacher and all the students were silent for dozens of seconds and then spoke again: "From now on, if I turn around and there is a little sound from behind, you all in the class will be silent." Go and run ten laps around the playground for me, did you hear that!?"

"heard it!"

In the whole classroom, the unison sounded like a drum.

In the next half of class time, there is nothing else in the whole classroom except the teacher's speech.

After a class was over, Yan Yan packed up his books and sorted out the notes he took in class.

Voices talking about her came from time to time.

"I heard that this new classmate came from Haicheng before finishing his second year of junior high school."

"real!?"

Hearing what people said, some people in the class heard it, and their mouths and eyes were full of astonishment.

"Isn't this true? I heard that Haicheng is a big city. Does this person want to be different and come to our village to study in high school?"

"Why, I don't know."

.........

Just as Yan Yan was tidying up the notes he took in the last class, a clear and clear voice that belonged to teenagers slowly sounded in front of him.

"What's your name?"

Hearing the sound, Yan Yan raised his dark eyes like stars to look at the source of the clear young voice.

The person who spoke to her was the one who was said to have better grades by the little fat boy sitting next to her in the previous seat. She remembered correctly that his name seemed to be Jiang Ran.

"Are you talking to me?"

The girl pointed to herself uncertainly.

Didn't the little fat boy say that he has always been alone and quiet?
Why did he talk to her on the first day she came?
"Hmm." The single syllable was spit out from the young man's thin lips.

The voice in his lips is mellow and lingering.

This made Yan Yan feel a little addicted when he heard it for the first time.

After preparing the books for the next class, Yan Yan raised his eyes to meet the black eyes staring at him and replied, "What are you calling me for?"

"You transferred from Haicheng?" The tone of the young man's voice was full of anticipation and a touch of indifference.

"Well, what happened?"

Intuition told Yan Yan that the boy in front of him was busy.

He raised his eyebrows, and said as if it was a matter of course: "By the way, skip a grade."

Yan Yan: "..."

No matter how these words came out of his mouth, it made people feel that skipping a level seemed easy.

What she said was different from what she thought in her heart: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)