I was set up by the schoolmaster

Lu Tianyu touched her elbow with his elbow and whispered to her ear, "Bingbing."

Leng Bingling said coldly, "go to bed."

Lu Tianyu looked sad. In the little girl's eyes, he just came back to the classroom to find a place to sleep.

He wants to change the little girl's view of himself as soon as possible.

Lu Tianyu touched her elbow with his elbow and said softly, "take out the note and read it, and I'll go to bed right away."

Shit, it's none of my business whether you sleep or not.

Sister Bing didn't like it. She turned her head and stared at him. "Shut up, are you blind? Can't you see me reading?"

Lu Tianyu: "

She pointed at the book on the table with her finger. "I don't have time to read your broken things. I'm busy reading. I'll take the exam on the 16th of next month. There are two books I haven't read. Shut up, don't disturb me, and go to bed."

Lu Tianyu's irritable little girl sighed. The little girl was full of breath. Based on his understanding of the little girl, he sent her a photo full of delicious food. At most, the breath will disappear in a day or two. According to the tone of the little girl's speech just now, her anger not only didn't disappear, but also deepened. What did you do wrong? Unable to understand, he raised his hand and touched the spoon behind his head.

Zhang Nuan, who was brushing the title, suddenly looked up at Leng Bingling and shouted, "Bingbing."

Leng Bingling didn't move. She raised her eyelids and made a sound.

"Wait a minute. We'll sit together."

Leng Bingling looked at Zhang Nuan sideways and didn't speak.

Lu Tianyu picked up his pen again, lowered his head, quickly wrote two words, and touched her arm with his elbow.

Leng Bingling looked at him calmly and saw that his right hand was holding a note paper with two words written on it: No.

She pursed her lower lip without speaking and turned to continue reading.

Zhang Nuan looks at Leng Bingling. She turns her head and takes a look at Lu Tianyu. Then she lowers her head to read a book. Isn't this guy willing to leave Lu Xiaocao? A burst of doubt, a few seconds later, she asked again, "Bingbing, do you want to think about it?"

Leng Bingling looked at her slightly and said, "warm, have you finished brushing your paper?"

Zhang Nuan, "No."

"Brush the paper quickly. There will be an exam later."

Zhang Nuan left the corners of her lips. It seems that Bingbing likes to sit with Lu Xiaocao. She sighed and brushed the questions honestly.

Lu Tianyu listens to the dialogue between the little girl and Zhang Nuan. From her words, the little girl doesn't seem to want to sit with Zhang Nuan. His lips are slightly raised.

When it was morning reading time, Wen Nan stepped in,

When the students in the seat saw teacher Wen coming in, they looked up at her.

She stood on the podium and cleared her throat. Then she raised her sharp eyes and looked around at everyone. She opened her mouth and said, "this morning, according to the previous practice, students with good grades can give priority to seats and deskmates. Leng Bingling has the highest total score in the opening exam. In the next week's exam, Leng Bingling has the highest score in the class."

Senior three is taking the exam every day. Everyone is confused. Leng Bingling has the highest score in each subject. When she hears teacher Wen's words, the students wearing glasses have dropped their glasses on the bridge of their nose.

Every day, they lowered their heads to brush the questions. Their eyesight became worse and worse, and the degree of their glasses became higher and higher, but their scores did not change much. The students who dropped their glasses on the bridge of their nose raised their hands and straightened their glasses. Then they turned their heads and worshipped Leng Bingling.