The best ambiguous master

In the hospital, Zhao Xiaohan's right arm was already wrapped with a thick layer of white gauze. Originally, he didn't need to wrap such a thick gauze. Naturally, he knew his body well. If there were no accidents, When he woke up tomorrow morning, he wouldn't even be able to see a scar on his arm. It's a pity that he knew it, but how could Sun Jiaojiao know?Under Sun Jiaojiao's strong request, his arm was still wrapped with a thick layer of white gauze.

"Go back to school or go home?" Walking at the door of the hospital, Sun Jiaojiao carefully supported Zhao Xiaohan. At this time, she was caring for the disabled person in front of her with all her heart. A hero who had acted bravely for a just cause had no choice but to cough in embarrassment and let Sun Jiaojiao help him out of the hospital.

"Go back to school." Zhao Xiaohan stretched out his hand and scratched his head. He didn't know if "Little Peacock" was taken away by the police. This time, he met "Little Peacock" again. For some reason, he always had an ominous feeling The premonition, of course, has something to do with the mysterious old gentleman he met.

Half an hour later, at school, Zhao Xiaohan looked at the white gauze on his arm, and at Sun Jiaojiao who was standing beside him supporting him, and couldn't help laughing bitterly. The moment he stepped into the school gate, he was already Became the focus of people in the whole school, no matter male or female, the return rate is [-]%. Of course, in Yanjing University, Zhao Xiaohan can be regarded as a small well-known figure more or less, but, compared to this Yanjing Sun Jiaojiao, one of the university's belles, is still a little behind in popularity.

"Look, isn't that Sun Jiaojiao? Is the man next to her Zhao Xiaohan?" A little girl secretly pulled her companion and asked in a low voice. Hearing the voice, the other companion also turned her head quickly Come on, when I saw Zhao Xiaohan and Sun Jiaojiao standing there, my eyes widened all of a sudden: "Yes, it is Zhao Xiaohan, my male god, his basketball posture is so handsome, I like him so much Ah, how could he be with Sun Jiaojiao?"

"Look, my goddess Sun Jiaojiao, will there be a man beside her?" In another place, a man looked at Zhao Xiaohan with righteous indignation, and couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly. When it came to the question of who the man next to Sun Jiaojiao was, she suddenly calmed down: "Zhao Xiaohan... Isn't he the same Zhao Xiaohan who beat the third son of Yan University and was safe?"

When people recognized Zhao Xiaohan and Sun Jiaojiao, there was a burst of sighing around them. The male gods of many women and the goddesses of many men have come together. What a breaking news, it is enough to arouse people's excitement. Emotions were high to discuss for hours.

Zhao Xiaohan naturally heard the discussions of people around him one by one, but he just smiled and didn't say much. He didn't care about other people's gossip, but he still had to take care of it. Take a look at Sun Jiaojiao's emotions, after all, she has a boyfriend.

"Shall I take you back to the dormitory?" Zhao Xiaohan said softly, trying not to let Sun Jiaojiao notice his purpose, but unfortunately, when Sun Jiaojiao heard Zhao Xiaohan's words, he immediately understood what he meant, but it was also Didn't say much, just nodded, followed Zhao Xiaohan's footsteps and walked forward, along the way, the two of them never said a word, just walked quietly with their heads down.

Half an hour later, after Sun Jiaojiao returned to the dormitory, Zhao Xiaohan returned to the classroom. At this time, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. When he just returned to the door of the classroom, it happened that the class bell rang. I had no choice but to look at the thick layer of white gauze on my arm and walked in with a wry smile. In the classroom, Murong Yan'er was already standing on the podium holding a book. When she saw this time, Zhao Xiaohan actually took the initiative to come After class, she was a little surprised immediately, but when she saw the thick layer of white gauze wrapped around Zhao Xiaohan's arm, she couldn't help but asked with concern: "Zhao Xiaohan, what are you doing?" What happened to your arm? What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just met a thief on the road. I acted bravely, but as a result, there were many family members, so I was beaten." Zhao Xiaohan smiled wryly, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his face. When he heard that Zhao Xiaohan fought the thief bravely. , Murong Yan'er quickly walked up to Zhao Xiaohan, and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Have you been checked in the hospital? What did the doctor say? Was the thief caught by the police?"

Looking at Murong Yan'er's worried expression, Zhao Xiaohan shrugged and smiled, "I've checked it out, and the doctor said it was just some skin trauma, and I'll be fine after two days of rest. When I went to the hospital, the thief hadn't been caught yet." The police took it away, and now it is probably probably taken away by the police uncle."

"You'd better go back and have a rest. I will approve your leave today." Seeing that Zhao Xiaohan didn't seem to be lying, Murong Yaner granted Zhao Xiaohan a vacation for the first time. He will definitely agree without delay, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to go anywhere today, he just wants to stay quietly in the classroom, take a good rest, and think about everything that happened today.

After hearing Murong Yan'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "No need, Teacher Murong, you know, I have always been a good student who studies hard and loves to learn. Or wind, rain and lightning, even thunderstorm and hail, can’t stop me from absorbing and longing for knowledge. In order to study hard and make progress every day, what is this little injury? Teacher Murong, you don’t have to be too moved, there is no way, I He is such a good student who loves to learn."

"You really don't need to go back to rest?" I was a little worried about Zhao Xiaohan at first, but when I heard what he said, that little worry disappeared in a flash, and I can still joke with myself, that is Absolutely no problem.

"No need, Mr. Murong." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head firmly and said, "If it was someone else's class, maybe I would take a break, but Mr. Murong's class has always been my favorite, how could I be so angry because of the sore on my arm? What about the delay caused by a little scar? In fact, I didn’t have any big scars on my arm. I was stabbed with a dagger. The wound was about five centimeters long and three centimeters deep. It was almost useless. , There is really nothing to worry about, it’s fine, Teacher Murong, you can continue your lecture.”

After saying this, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and left gracefully. At this moment, at least in Zhao Xiaohan's mind, his back view in Murong Yan'er's eyes is undoubtedly majestic, thrilling, so blurred and yet Full of masculine charm, of course, it is also possible that at this moment, he will become the male god of many girls in the class, but, for Zhao Xiaohan, he is already used to it, as a handsome man who is unreasonable If a man can't get used to being crazily infatuated by women anytime, anywhere, is he still a qualified male god?

"Fuck me, what's wrong with you kid? Why are you still a disabled person?" When Zhao Xiaohan just returned to his seat, Zhang Liang's voice rang out, what is a friend?That is, a friend is the one who not only doesn’t comfort you when he sees you hurt, but also frankly teases you to death. What is a friend? , if you can do it, Zhao Xiaohan will definitely let Zhang Liang understand why the flowers are so red.

"Don't you think I look handsome today?" Zhao Xiaohan didn't bother to talk to Zhang Liang, so he changed the topic. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Zhang Liang cut his head angrily, turned his head, and lay on the bed When he got down on the table and saw Zhao Xiaohan's relaxed expression, he knew that Zhao Xiaohan was fine.

Next, Murong Yaner continued to give lectures on the podium, holding a white chalk and writing on the podium non-stop. While speaking, her hands were busy. Twenty minutes later, the huge blackboard had been written by her. It is full of a large dense area, and it seems that people can't help but feel a little headache. Of course, for some people with trypophobia, it may be another kind of disaster.

"Okay, there are at least three ways to solve this problem. What I just said is one, and I will explain the other to you later, but now, I want to pick a student in the classroom. Come to the blackboard to solve the problem I wrote. I wonder if any students have volunteered?" Putting down the textbook and chalk in her hands, Murong Yan'er looked at the audience and asked softly, but unfortunately, her voice sounded, but No one responded, and seeing that no one answered, Murong Yan'er's eyes wandered around the classroom, as if she wanted to pick a student to go up, and after looking around for a week, suddenly, her eyes were on Zhao Xiaohan's. The body stopped, and the moment he met Murong Yan'er's eyes, Zhao Xiaohan's heart jumped suddenly, and he secretly said something was wrong.

"No one came up?" Seeing that no one came up, Murong Yan'er said again: "Since no one comes up, then I will choose students." After the words fell, Murong Yan'er's eyes suddenly focused On Zhao Xiaohan's body, when she was about to speak, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly had a plan in his mind, turned his head, glanced at Zhang Liang who was lying on the table and fell asleep, and slapped him on the head , being slapped by Zhao Xiaohan, Zhang Liang woke up all of a sudden, rubbed his eyes in a daze and said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Zhang Liang's dazed look, Zhao Xiaohan coughed, and said solemnly: "Mr. Murong found out about your sleeping in class, and she asked you to go to the podium to clean the blackboard."

"Oh." Zhang Liangliang nodded. He had no doubt about Zhao Xiaohan's words, and stood up suddenly. The moment he stood up, the whole class focused their attention on him, and immediately Then, I saw Zhang Liang stepping up and striding up to the podium.