The school god actually has a crush on me

Chapter 240 Second-Hand Crystal Slippers

Since Zhou Ling transferred to No. [-] Middle School, it was the first time he saw Han Mo speak up.

It's not that she never thought of finding a chance to talk to him, but because she used to...

He loves to ignore her, and he has a girlfriend, which makes her unable to let go of her reserve.

But what made her curious was that she had been here for so long, and she had never seen that incredibly beautiful girl last time.

Taking advantage of the enthusiasm that he offered to teach Yu Huihui just now, she also took her own test paper and turned back: "Can you tell me about this question? Teacher Han!"

She called him Teacher Han so playfully, which made Han Mo's heart tremble for a while.

Her expression and tone of voice were almost exactly the same as that girl.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses until his chair was pushed.

"Hey, Old Han!" Zhou Liye passed behind him, stretched out his slightly curled index finger and middle finger, pointed to his own eyes, and then pointed to Han Mo.

Han Mo knew what he meant, and the sinking eyes just now turned cold.

"No." He simply answered two words, and began to tidy up the desk.

Zhou Ling was petrified.

This……

This question is not difficult for her, in fact, she has already understood it.

After the test results came out, the subject teacher also said that Han Mo was the only one who solved this problem in the whole grade.

But his answer at this moment is... no?
In order not to embarrass herself too much, she turned around and said regretfully to herself, "Then I'll ask the teacher later."

Zhou Liye sat back in his seat, dismissive of what happened just now.

But even if you are called a little fairy, do you think you are really a little fairy?

What a fucking shit!

The reason why Tang Tang was not so sought after by the students in class [-] was because no one was willing to ask her for help.

Really warm-hearted, Zhou Ling and the real fairy Tang Tang are far apart by thousands of miles!

Heh, even if he has the same surname as Mr. Zhou, he will definitely not help the evildoers.

……

In the men's restroom of Meiji Middle School.

During class time, two students who slipped out of physical education class hid in the toilet to smoke.

They are fat and thin, enjoying the comfort brought by cigarettes while swearing.

Fat boy: "Fuck, but my mother is suffocating me to death. If I hold back for a few more classes, my nose will fall."

Skinny boy: "It's a good thing we're in class F. If this were in class A, you'd have to endure the self-study class, let alone physical education class."

The fat boy glanced at the thin boy with disdain, and took a drag on his cigarette.

He let out a pleasant "hiss—" and then exhaled the white smoke: "Speaking of Class A, the new transfer is called fruit candy or lollipop. He doesn't seem to be bad looking, huh?"

The skinny boy exhaled white smoke comfortably: "What kind of fruit candy, it's called Tang Tang, I even went to the door of their class to take a look, hey, it's not bad to be called? It's like a fairy descending from the earth, so it makes me..."

The fat boy laughed at him: "Look at how promising you are."

Thin boy: "You haven't seen it. If you saw it with your own eyes, wouldn't you call it Zhenxiang?"

The fat boy was thoughtful, but ignored it.

"Hey! If it wasn't for her unusual background, then I wouldn't be polite." The skinny boy said regretfully.

"An unusual background?" The fat boy frowned.

"Nonsense! What do you think you can get into Class A as soon as you transfer? I also heard that she was in Qingcheng No. [-] Middle School before, and she had an affair with No. [-] Middle School's schoolgirl. I guess she is already a broken shoe." The skinny boy took another puff of cigarette.

The fat boy sneered: "Didn't you say that you are as beautiful as a fairy? Those are also a pair of second-hand crystal shoes. They are all second-hand goods. What are you afraid of?"

The thin boy understood, and felt that what the fat boy said seemed to be reasonable.

"Then..." The skinny boy smiled wickedly.

……

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(End of this chapter)