Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

Wang Yan'er smiled slightly, and said, "Since you know your mistake, then I won't embarrass you anymore. [The source of this book] is about to start class, you go back to the classroom first."

"Wait, Teacher Wang, I want to tell you something." But Zhuo Yifan said suddenly.

"whats the matter?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled, took a piece of white paper and her pen from Wang Yaner's desk, and wrote a few words on it.

Wang Yan'er was a little curious, her eyes followed Zhuo Yifan's writing hand to the paper, and as Zhuo Yifan slowly finished writing a line, she couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment on her face. [

Because, what is written on this piece of paper is: We will go back together after school.

Wang Yan'er's ears were a little hot, she murmured a little, raised her black-rimmed glasses, took the piece of paper, and she squeezed it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

"Okay, I see, you go back first." Wang Yan'er nodded and said.

Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly, "Goodbye, Mr. Wang."

After speaking, Zhuo Yifan walked out of the office.

When Zhuo Yifan had just entered the classroom, the school bell rang.

"Zhuo Yifan, what's the matter, what did Teacher Wang say to you? Didn't it..." Zhuo Yifan had just returned to his seat, Shi Zhenxiang immediately leaned over and asked, and his eyes were a little strange, as if other meanings.

Zhuo Yifan tapped him on the head and said, "What are you thinking about, kid? I'm very pure."

"Are you pure?!" Shi Zhenxiang opened his mouth wide and made an exaggerated expression: "If you can be pure, then I will be as pure as a schoolboy wearing a red scarf."

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although this guy is very perverted, he just put some color on his mouth. To be more precise, he looks like a bad man, but he has his own sense of proportion. Being friends is also a good choice.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to explain to you, what is this class?" Zhuo Yifan said.

"What kind of class can it be, history class." Shi Zhenxiang said with some force.

"History class?" Zhuo Yifan curled his lips, "It's a good time to sleep, you help me watch the teacher, I'll sleep first and then talk about it."

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yifan supported the table with his two arms, lowered his head slightly, pretended to listen carefully, and entered his dream to go on a date with Duke Zhou's daughter.

In fact, the whole morning class was very chatty for Zhuo Yifan. As early as when he was in Huajian School, Zhuo Yifan had almost read these books.At that time, Zhuo Yifan's master forced Zhuo Yifan to read those books, what should I say, this guy is not a genius, he should be regarded as a monster.

After class was over at noon, Zhuo Yifan dragged his body out of the classroom, went to the cafeteria with Shi Zhenxiang for dinner, and wandered around the university.

The two wandered around in the school. In fact, the place where they wandered was wandering in front of the school girls' dormitory, or the entrance of the university cafeteria. As long as it was a place where beautiful women often went, the two of them spent more than an hour at noon. I walked around almost once, and almost drool fell out.

In fact, if anyone's saliva is about to fall out, it's still Shi Zhenxiang!With Shi Zhenxiang, the thick-skinned Zhuo Yifan felt a little embarrassed. When this guy looked at beautiful women, he didn't know how to teach manners at all, so he almost ran up to give someone a hug.