Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Liu Yi leaned close to her ear and whispered mysteriously: "Originally, the teacher wanted to arrange the two of you to sit at the same table, but you didn't know..."

Liu Yi looked around and saw that Luo Fan hadn't come back yet, so she said angrily, "Luo Fan took the initiative to refuse, saying that he likes to sit alone. I think he is obviously attracted to that little bitch Su Yuan and doesn't want to sit with you."

When Liu Yi mentioned Su Yuan, she gnashed her teeth in hatred, which completely fits the character of a vicious female cannon fodder.

The original owner's transformation into a villain was closely related to them.

Nanzhi knew that they were all influenced by the heroine's halo, which was why they were not busy studying but only busy fighting with Su Yuan.

She wiped the table indifferently and sat down. "What a coincidence. I don't want to sit with him either."

As soon as Nanzhi finished saying this, Luo Fan appeared at the door.

He didn't know if he heard it or not. His gaze stayed on her face for a second before he walked back to his seat.

As soon as Luo Fan came in, the classroom became silent in an instant.

The girls were all too busy looking at him like a fangirl.

Even if the boys want to play, they dare not play too loudly for fear of disturbing the top student's studies.

"Oh no, the god of study might have heard it." Yin Wei poked her and lowered her voice, "Do you want to go and apologize?"

"No need." Nanzhi didn't bother to care about that. She took out her breakfast and ate it by herself.

She ate very elegantly, without any smacking sounds, and her every move exuded the aristocratic manner of a daughter of a wealthy family.

She didn't even look back at Luo Fan the whole time.

The pages of the Olympiad mathematics book in Luo Fan's hand gradually turned slowly.

The bell rang for preparation. Nanzhi had just finished drinking her milk. She casually took the leftover bottle and paper bag, walked around the group and headed towards the trash can at the back.

It was obvious that the fastest way was to walk through the aisle between group two and group three, but she insisted on going around one group.

The Olympiad mathematics book in Luo Fan's hand stopped completely at page 69.

His brows unconsciously knitted together, until he lowered his eyes and saw the oil stains on his sleeves, his frown relaxed a little.

The boys from the third group next to him saw that his sleeves were dirty and hurriedly offered their courtesy: "Brother Fan, your clothes are dirty, why don't you wear mine?"

The boys quickly began to take off their clothes.

Luo Fan smiled: "It was Su Yuan who did it, it's not dirty."

The words were neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the whole class to hear clearly.

The boys all started to joke around.

The girls couldn't hide their jealousy.

Luo Fan raised his eyes calmly, wanting to see Nanzhi's reaction.

No, nothing.

She seemed not to hear it and didn't look back the whole time.

Just like she hadn't sent him any message in more than a month of recuperation.

Where exactly did the change occur?
When Jiang Ye walked into Class 5 of Grade 1 in his school uniform, the students inside were collectively shocked. What shocked them even more was that Jiang Ye actually carried a schoolbag, and there were even books in the schoolbag? ? ! !

Not only are there books, but there is also breakfast.

Doesn’t their school bully never eat breakfast?
Oh, I forgot, their school bully never arrives to school before 10 am, so it’s normal not to see him having breakfast.

But why did the school bully come so early? Although he still looked sleepy, he didn’t seem to have any hostile aura. When he lowered his eyes and looked at the breakfast in his hand, his expression was strangely gentle? ? ! !
Could there be some untold story behind this breakfast?

Seeing that he was in a good mood, several boys approached him cautiously, "Boss, you are finally back. We missed you so much."

"Yeah, we're so lonely when you're not here. We don't even dare to sleep in class."

"Boss, do you want to eat chicken together later?"

Jiang Ye frowned: "No."

"Ah, why is that..."

The voice in his ears was extremely annoying, and Jiang Ye frowned even more tightly, "Get lost!" Seeing that he was angry, several boys quickly ran back to their seats.

Jiang Ye was not used to having breakfast. In fact, he rarely had it since his mother married that man.

He subconsciously wanted to stuff the sandwich into his schoolbag, but as soon as he moved, Nanzhi's words came to his mind.

[I will be angry if you don’t eat it. ]

Jiang Ye paused, then took it out again.

While he was eating, he felt that he was sick. If she wanted to be angry, she could be angry. What did it have to do with him?

But it tasted really good and suited his taste very well.

After finishing eating, a boy came over and said, "Boss, I'll help you take out the trash."

"Need not."

He put the package into his schoolbag, which also contained a bottle of milk. He didn't drink it, but took out a math book as if nothing had happened.

The math teacher is the head teacher of Class 5. Knowing that Jiang Ye has returned, he was in a bad mood, fearing that he will cause trouble again.

If it were any other child, it would be fine, they could just be asked to drop out of school.

But Jiang Ye was the one who was sent in by the higher-ups, and he couldn't be criticized or scolded, which gave him so much headache that his already sparse hair was almost falling out.

I thought I would see the famous scene of Jiang Ye sleeping as soon as I came in, but who would have thought that this guy was actually fine, with a math book on the table.

He must have seen it wrong.

The math teacher taught half the class with a nervous heart, and Jiang Ye, who had always been a sleeper, also followed his pace and studied for half the class.

The math teacher excitedly picked up the Lao Gan Ma glass of tea and took a big sip. He spit the tea leaves in his mouth back into the cup before calming down and continuing the class.

It was not his illusion. Jiang Ye really listened carefully to the whole class. During the last five minutes of practice, he deliberately walked around and behind him, and saw that he finished the questions very quickly without any mistakes.

The math teacher patted his shoulder excitedly and said, "Jiang Ye, come to the office after class to cancel your leave."

The math teacher didn't expect Jiang Ye to really come. He said this on purpose just to see if Jiang Ye had really changed.

After class, he waited in the office for about six minutes. Seeing that the class was about to start and Jiang Ye had not arrived yet, he was a little disappointed. Just when he thought that Jiang Ye was still hopeless as before, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The math teacher didn't report that he hoped it would be Jiang Ye.

The door opened, and the person standing outside was indeed not him.

The math teacher sighed, turned around and continued to mark the test papers. He had only marked two questions when a student in school uniform stood beside him.

He didn't look up and asked directly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The math teacher thought something happened in the class again and came to complain to him.

"Cancel the leave."

A familiar voice sounded, and the math teacher reacted, turned around suddenly, and saw Jiang Ye.

He was full of surprise, and after a moment's pause he asked, "Where is your leave application?"

Jiang Ye said calmly: "I didn't write it."

“…It doesn’t matter if I didn’t write it.”

It's a blessing that Jiang Ye can come. The math teacher can't get angry and send him away just because he didn't get a leave note.

He began to praise Jiang Ye profusely, hoping that he could keep up the good work: "You performed very well today. Well done. The teacher knew that you were a promising talent. You must keep working hard..."

Soon a sentence interrupted all his thoughts.

"Teacher, can you please not spit tea leaves into the cup in the future?" Jiang Ye frowned, "It's a bit disgusting."

math teacher:……

(End of this chapter)