Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 11 Don't cry, don't make trouble, don't look back (11)

Mu Jinnian moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, and Xin Wang said disdainfully, if people knew that it was because of a pen that they typed, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud.

Xin Wang couldn't stay still and wanted to leave, but Song Ci was here and he didn't have the nerve to shake his arms and leave in front of her.

Seeing that they were silent, Song Ci put away his serious attitude, and sighed helplessly: "I'm treating you, let's go have dinner together."

Xin Wang looked at Song Ci, he was flattered by the teacher's dinner invitation for the first time.

On the other hand, Mu Jinnian still had the same dejected and world-weary look, carefully put the pen in his pocket, and then slowly raised his head.

The corners of his mouth were broken, because his complexion was too fair, making the bruises on his face and the scratches on his neck even worse.

Song Ci noticed him almost the moment he raised his head, and nervously stepped forward to check his wound: "Why is it so serious? Go to the school infirmary first."

Xin Wang looked at Mu Jinnian's face full of mockery: "I didn't use all my strength to hit him and Ben. When he hit me, he wished he could kill me."

Song Ci turned her head, her gaze swept over Xin Wang's cheeks, neck and arms, and she couldn't help frowning: "You two go to the infirmary with me first to treat the wound."

By the time it was finished, the sun had already set.

Because of this incident, Song Ci gave the class an evening self-study, and sent the exam room number and exam notice to the class group.

Xin Wang sat on the steps in the garden, his phone vibrated several times, and saw some messages sent in the class group, and the last sentence: Take a good rest, I hope everyone can get good grades in the exam tomorrow.

It seems to think that speaking like this is a bit serious, and there is a smiley expression of a little sun behind it.

Xin Wang looked at the expression at the end of the message, and couldn't help laughing: "Ms. Song, you're quite cute."

The friend glanced at the series of messages sent in the group, and patted him on the shoulder, "This is serious and responsible, our friend of the third year dog."

Class [-] is just an ordinary class, there are few people who love to study, and a lot of people who are crazy about it. No matter what class they are in, there are not many people who listen to it, they just chat and talk below.

Although the teacher was very angry and couldn't bear to watch it, at the beginning he still took care of it, but found that it was useless, there was no other way, and in the end, the mentality of "you didn't test me for the college entrance examination anyway" just went bad, and he would listen or not, back and forth. I just took those taels of silver in my hand, why bother to torture myself.

Listen to the few good students in the class who hang out with him come over to chat with him.

The friend and errand boy who was playing with me handed him a bottle of Coke, pointed to the young man who was on the phone under the pavilion opposite, "You didn't come last week, I don't know, let me tell you that Mr. Song is amazing.

On the first day she came, except for the female students and some male students, they listened to him honestly.

But we didn't listen at all, we should be absent from class, we should be late, Song Ci was waiting at the door of the class when the other teachers were in class, and she called someone when they came.

I just moved the stool out and sat at the door. When I came out, I still had to take the books and take whatever classes I had, and I had to listen to the lectures and take notes.

She just sat by the side and looked at you seriously, seeing that you were embarrassed, panicked and hairy, and then asked you ten reasons to persuade yourself to be late. '

I thought at the time, isn't this simple?Who knew that the slap in the face would happen in an instant.

It took me a long time to utter three or four sentences to convince myself, but in the end I couldn't find it, and I didn't dare to be late again next time, and no one in the class dared to be late anymore.

We really can't bear Teacher Song's "gentle knife". "

Xin Wang ignored his winking and smiled, "No wonder you guys are so honest in class."

Looking up, I happened to see Mu Jinnian who was walking towards Song Ci with the exercises, it was an eyesore no matter how you looked at it.

Xin Wang waved his hand at him, patted the dust that no longer existed on his pants, and walked towards the pavilion: "There is something wrong, you should go away."

The tall and thin boy smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Wang, you should go back early too."

Just as Song Ci hung up the phone and closed the notebook with his fingers down, Mu Jinnian handed over a paper.

The orange lights under the pavilion are particularly warm

Bringing a warm tone seems to be able to offset the coldness of the early spring night.

Song Ci glanced at the question briefly, and then explained to Mu Jinnian: "Your solution to this question is correct, but this step is wrong, and the formula is wrong, you should use this..."

Seeing the step that she circled and the formula she wrote down, Mu Jinnian seemed to become agile.

"If you don't understand the formula thoroughly, you can read the book from the beginning to the end, and do all the exercises in the textbook. Don't do the questions blindly. Paying attention to the textbook is the foundation."

Song Ci's voice was very magnetic, and it was a voice that was as clear as a mountain spring, with a unique intonation that was very seductive.

young people are very close
She could smell the fragrance of her body, and feel her hot breath covered by her long hair. Her ears seemed to be burning, and her cheeks felt a little hot.

What was said later about Mu Jinnian was completely inaudible.

just repeating nodding

Song Ci pointed to the last question and asked, "Is this question clear?"

Mu Jinnian realized later that she had finished speaking, and shook her head in embarrassment.

"sorry."

Song Ci amusedly reached out and rubbed his head.

The movement of the person on the head was very gentle, but there was a tingling sensation, like an electric shock, which was resisting and inexplicably enjoyable.

"If there is anything to be sorry for, just learn slowly if you don't know it."

"Ah."

The curvature of Hibiscus Nian's lips is hidden in the shadows.

"Teacher Song, I don't know how to do this either."

Xin Wang looked at Mu Jinnian with a particularly nasty smile: "I'm teaching Mu Jinnian alone, can you give me a little lesson?"

(End of this chapter)