Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

On the first day of school, the first few classes are basically invalid.

The monitor was the first to introduce himself. His voice was strong. As soon as his voice fell, thunderous applause broke out in the classroom.

Liu Min habitually sits in the last row according to the students with good grades, so as to facilitate the management of the whole class.

Shen Qinghuan, who has been sitting in the first row for three years, is suddenly sitting in the last row, especially the monitor who is still so big at the front table. She is deeply worried about how to look at the blackboard in the future.

Originally, Shen Qinghuan was supposed to be sitting with the girl in the second grade, but I heard that the girl emigrated to Australia because of her parents' work, so her deskmate was changed to Lu Ziheng.

After everyone took their seats according to Liu Min's new arrangement, the summer make-up class of the rocket class began like this.

Lu Ziheng sat by the window.

Shen Qinghuan sat outside, but he didn't communicate much.

With her neck up, she watched the math teacher write the relationship between subset and true subset on the whiteboard with a black marker.

However, he Jiang's body is too big. After Shen Qinghuan's efforts failed, he wrote a note to the monitor.

For the first time in his life, Jiang received a note in class.

Zhao Yunluo is Jiang Silu's deskmate. Seeing the whole process, he naturally starts the eight trigrams. After laughing, he pokes Jiang Silu's arm with a pen and says, "harm. What did ban Hua write for you? Is it a love letter? "

Shen Qinghuan, because of his good image, has long been recognized as the class flower of the rocket class.

Jiang Silu's dark face turned red. He lowered his voice: "if you talk nonsense again, I'll record your name in the class book and let the teacher punish you for sweeping the floor!"

I have to.

Zhao Yunluo makes the action of sewing his mouth.

Who let others be the monitor? They have great power.

Jiang Silu carefully unfolded the note, and the girl's handwriting came into view.

Monitor, can you move a little bit? I can't see the blackboard clearly

Jiang Silu put away the note and turned his head embarrassed.

After being threatened by him, Zhao Yunluo is concentrating on taking notes, but he doesn't want to see Jiang Silu move his seat. Zhao Yunluo, who doesn't have much open space, is even more miserable.

Even if he wanted to be worn by the monitor, Zhao Yunluo bravely said to Jiang Silu, "monitor. It's time for you to lose weight. "

If this sentence is shelved in the past, Jiang Silu may be anxious for others.

But Jiang Silu just received Shen Qinghuan's note. Although she didn't find out directly, she could be blocked. In the final analysis, it's not because of his huge physique!

Jiang Silu secretly made up his mind that from tonight on, he would eat less, push his car and go home on foot.

Although Jiang Silu moved his seat, Shen Qinghuan still couldn't see the blackboard.

When she was at a loss, Lu Ziheng threw himself a heavy notebook.

Shen Qinghuan looks at Lu Ziheng's clear and organized solution steps in his notebook with shame. While copying, he laments that the advantage of being at the same table with the boss is that he doesn't have to worry about what he doesn't understand in the future.

When the teacher asked them to discuss the topic with their deskmate, Jiang siluno put the written note in the back row.

Lu Ziheng spread his face expressionless. Compared with Shen Qing's huanjuanxiu handwriting, Jiang Silu's is obviously much more rough.

Shen Qinghuan is still taking notes. Lu Ziheng pulls out his cap with one hand and replies six words to Jiang Silu——

It's no trouble for the monitor

Jiang Silu's ability to enter the rocket class proves that he has a broad IQ.

This morning, everyone was talking about Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng, but there was no refutation from Lu Ziheng.

I thought that Lu Ziheng was thinking about the Qing Dynasty, but now he replied to Shen Qinghuan's note without authorization, as if it meant something.