hey let me teach you about love

Chapter 1147 That copy, but no signature

After seeing Roy.

The boy sighed: "The new Zheng girl."

"Damn, it's even more upright when you look at it from this close."

"Come here, come here, I really want to be restrained."

"I really want to be punished."

"Really Want……"

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

The person who said he was thinking about it just now was kicked hard on the calf in an instant.

Turning around, he was about to see someone who was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect to see Mo Yihan.

Enduring the pain one by one, they stepped back.

"Smoking is not allowed in the school, which class?" Roy walked upstairs, holding the paper and pen in his hand, ready to register.

The disciplinary committees of the past were just decorations, but today's disciplinary committees are no longer the same as they used to be.

One by one, they began to report their class and name.

When he came to Mo Yihan, the cigarette in his hand was still burning.

The pretty brows frowned even more: "Class, name." She asked him, just gave him a faint look, and then fell on the paper in her hand.

In the past, Mo Yihan would turn away impatiently, or ask harsh questions.

But this time, he seemed to cooperate actively, announcing his class and name from his sexy lips: "F, Mo Yihan."

Mo Yihan?
When writing his name on the paper, her hand paused visibly.

Soon, he saw that she had written his name proficiently without typos.

"2 points deducted, 500-word review." After finishing writing, she said coldly, and then walked to her classroom without waiting for their answer.

After she left, the boys looked at Mo Yihan in disbelief.

Almost at the same time, one word was pronounced: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

……

Mo Yihan ignored their 'laughing' and went into his classroom for the first time.

The next day, among the group of people, only Mo Yihan did not hand in the self-criticism.

However, for Roy, it was dumbfounding.

Looking at the self-criticism of the group of people in her hand, she then handed these self-criticism to Lu Chengchi.

After reading one of them, Lu Chengchi said to her, "You should go to their boss."

"Who?"

"Mo Yihan." He raised the self-criticism in his hand.

Roy understood, and headed towards Class F.

When she came to class F, she didn't see anyone, so she went to the back stairs, and she saw the group of people there.

It seems to be their gathering place.

"I'm looking for you." She walked up to him and handed him a self-criticism.

He didn't understand and raised his eyebrows.

"Excuse me, is this your self-criticism?" She asked him.

"No."

"I wrote your name," she said.

"My name?" He was too lazy to take it, or he wanted to see her more.

"Well, how should I put it, it should be said that the review papers I received today are all in your name, do you want me to show you all of them?"

"No need." He understood, his narrow eyes scanned the surroundings, and found that those guys had all fled away, and they were still there just now.

"So, when will it be handed in?" She wasn't going to let it go.

"No." He replied.

"No?" Can't write a review?Still don't want to write, where is his school?
"Unless you teach me." He looked at her seriously.

"No." This is what she answered him.

"Let me be a poor student to do something that the disciplinary committee doesn't even know?" He asked back.

"I just don't want to teach you." She turned and walked away.

Seeing her determination, he didn't say anything.

In fact, one of the several review books was written by him.

That copy was not signed.

So, she won't know.

(End of this chapter)