his little warmth

Chapter 33 Don't Leave Me

The second period was Chinese class. As soon as the preparation bell rang, the classroom immediately became quiet.

No one dared to speak loudly, and there seemed to be a low pressure in the air.

The reason for this is also funny. Although the overall score of Class 1 has improved, the Chinese score has plummeted, and it is even glorious to be ranked No. [-].

It is also conceivable how the Chinese teacher will feel.

What's more, the Chinese teacher of their class is well-known.

The teacher's surname is Liu, her first name is Dongmei, and she is also nicknamed Gao Shen Shitai. She has rich teaching experience, but her personality is a bit boring and rigid.

In addition, she is very immersed in reading, and even her usual speech has a somewhat formal tone.

Therefore, Liu Dongmei's most powerful skill is preaching.

If a student is unfortunately caught, as long as you don't beg for mercy, she will be able to quote the classics and tell you what will happen in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

In a sense, she is more difficult to deal with than Lao Xu.

"Tattoo."

There was a sound of heels hitting the ground outside.

The rhythmic sound of stepping on the ground is clear and dull, as if it is stepping into people's hearts.

I saw Liu Dongmei coming slowly, but she was straightforward and threw the test paper bag onto the podium with a bang, and was greeted with a lecture.

"I'm very happy that everyone's overall grades have improved, but you can't just pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons! Chinese is a major subject, and that's very important! I hope the students understand this.

"As the old saying goes: If a ruler does not allow himself to be incompetent, but rather takes care of himself, then his wisdom will become increasingly difficult and he will take responsibility for his own responsibilities. Another old saying goes, he can only study hard day and night..."

"..."

The words are wordy and the tone is polite before being polite.

The students felt as if they were facing an enemy.

What should I do? I really want to sleep.

I don't know how long it took.

After everyone swam in the bitter and difficult classical Chinese for several times, Liu Dongmei finally stopped talking.

"I've said everything that needs to be said above. Did everyone take it to heart?"

Everyone hurriedly held back their yawns and said in unison: "I heard it."

Seeing that more than half of the class had passed, Liu Dongmei greeted the students in the front row to hand out the test papers, with a rare joy on her eyebrows.

"After we talk about the bad aspects, of course we also need to praise the students who did well."

She looked at the list, her eyes darting back and forth across the classroom.

"Classmate Jiang Nuanxing, who is classmate Jiang Nuanxing?"

Jiang Nuanxing was drowsy, obviously not recovered from the lecture just now.

When she heard her name, she woke up with a start.

Jiang Nuanxing stood up reflexively, her face still flushed, and she looked at Liu Dongmei with a guilty conscience.

If it were in the past, she would never sleep. Unfortunately, her health has been a bit special these days, so she can't afford to take a nap.

Liu Dongmei's expression softened a lot when she looked at this pretty little girl with good grades.

"It's okay, don't be nervous. The teacher knows that your composition is perfect, so I want to ask you to come up and read it, and share your experience by the way."

As soon as everyone heard this, a new session finally started, and many of the sleepyheads in their minds ran away.

"Ah... um." Jiang Nuanxing responded bravely.

Forget about sharing experiences, she could still do it if she just read.

Liu Dongmei stepped down from the podium and gave her position.

"You should listen carefully to how other people write their compositions! Learn more! Exchange more! Slowly improve your own level. Of course, there are a few students behind us who have written well, so let's take turns to share!"

After Liu Dongmei finished her official speech, the protagonist that everyone was waiting for had not yet appeared on stage.

The students all looked at the motionless Jiang Nuanxing with puzzled expressions.

Jiang Nuanxing received their gazes and instantly blushed.

"Cheng Mu, please let go!"

She called to him in a low voice.

Cheng Mu's eyes were filled with smiles.

Under the table, he held her small hand with his big hand, preventing her from leaving.

And for such a hooligan behavior, someone still smiled innocently.

"Nuan Nuan, don't leave me."

Jiang Nuanxing: "..."

(End of this chapter)