Chapter 45
The classroom is quiet.
The physics teacher helped the eyes on the bridge of his nose and looked at the problem.
It seems, it seems, maybe... It's right!
The physics teacher took a breath and looked at the last row in a daze. The girl kept her eyes low and turned leisurely with a pen.
The physics teacher was about to say something when the bell rang after class.
The chemistry teacher came in and saw the question at a glance. He smiled and said, "Xiao Zheng, Congratulations, I finally solved the problem. But... Why does your handwriting become so ugly?"
That's a pile of dog lying words.
The physics teacher swallowed hard: "no, it is..."
Her eyes still fell on the last row. Finally, she thought of something, shook her head and walked out of the door with the book in her arms.
Ye Ling was also surprised: "then, when you read that topic, do you really know it?"
"Scribbled." Mu Shinian picked up a pen and turned it slowly.
Ye Ling frowned suspiciously: "you don't look like scribbling."
"Do you understand?" Mu Shinian propped his chin and asked ruffian.
Ye Ling shook his head honestly: "I didn't even understand the topic."
"That's enough." Mu Shinian smiled carelessly: "even you don't understand, how can I understand?"
Ye Ling is the third in the class. Mu Shinian's six subjects add up to less than three figures. It's really impossible to understand such a profound problem.
"No, why didn't the teacher punish you?" When ye Ling finished, he muttered suspiciously, "the physics teacher is a nun."
Mu Shinian smiled: "it's impossible to roll noodles. Maybe it's because of my hard work. Give me some sympathy."
"Pooh!" Ye Ling was successfully amused by her: "you are so interesting."
……
After the last chemistry class, the class was over.
Mu Sinian just packed up her schoolbag and went out. Not long after, she realized that someone was following her.
She frowned impatiently, looked left and right at the terrain, and then accelerated her pace.
The man behind him also quickened his pace.
Mu Shinian flashed and disappeared around the corner.
The man was surprised and quickened his pace to keep up.
As a result, when I passed the corner, I almost screamed when I saw the people waiting against the wall.
"Oh, oh, when, when read, you are here."
"What can I do for you?" Mu Shinian put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and his face was irritable.
Mu Shiran was so frightened by her just now that she calmed down a little. Hearing her words, she bit her lower lip in embarrassment; "I just want to ask you, are you still used to staying at school?"
"Very good."
Mu Shinian answered perfunctorily.
She has been at school for almost a month. Mu Shiran cares if it's too late.
Mu Shiran silently pursed her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "do you get along well with Bo Qian?"
Mu Shinian held his arms and leaned idly against the wall: "what do you think?"
Mu Shiran clenched his fist and almost choked his face into tomato red: "I, I want you to do me a favor."
Mu Shinian didn't speak, quietly waiting for her below.
Mu Shiran shyly turned out an envelope from her schoolbag and handed it to her: "can you please give this to him?"
Love letters
Mu Shinian reached out and took it without hesitation; "OK."
Mu Shiran looked up in surprise. She thought mu Shinian would not!
In this way, either the two people don't get along well, or mu Shinian has no interest in being shallow!
"Anything else?"
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