Chapter 121: The Headmaster is Back
Zixiang returned to the classroom after sighing, this class is a math class, it is useless for Zixiang, and he doesn't like math, and math is so simple, read the book, and then do the practice questions is enough, at least it is no problem to cope with the exam of the first year of high school.
Soon, the math teacher walked into the classroom, opened the textbook and began to speak, although there was no spitting stars, but it was about the same, and the students closest to the podium could clearly see that the corner of the podium was wet.
It's understandable that the math teacher is getting older.
Zixiang was in no mood to listen, and he didn't close his eyes. A minimum of respect is still required. So Zixiang began to have a large number of classmates in the class, of course, observing La from the side.
Zixiang first looked from his right, but at first glance, he saw a beautiful woman with short hair, cold, and even a little confused. If Zixiang knew that she was slightly short-sighted.
It's nothing to fry, but if you look closely, it's still a bit like herself, her hairstyle is on the left, her hairstyle is on the right, and her chin is a little pointy, and she also looks like she loves to ignore others.
Seeing that this girl Zixiang was a little uncalm, he took out a post-it note and wrote "Classmate, can you get to know me, I am Zixiang" and then folded it and gently threw it on the other party's table.
Zhang Xinyu didn't see who threw it over, it didn't matter if he picked it up and opened it to see, he wrote his name on the post-it note after reading it. Although I don't know who gave it, Zhang Xinyu knew it after seeing the signature, and threw it directly to Zixiang. The two are not far apart, so there won't be much movement.
Zixiang looked at the math teacher while waiting, this old man was foaming at the foam and talking so wonderfully, it was not easy.
Seeing the post-it note back on his desk, Zixiang slowly opened it, and after seeing Zhang Xinyu's three words, he became even more excited, generally girls don't write their names on paper, and then give it to which boy.
Zhang Xinyu felt that it didn't matter, just a name, and it was not a secret, the head teacher had asked the whole class to introduce himself on the first day, and it happened that Zixiang was not there, so he wouldn't know.
Suddenly, Zixiang saw an extra person at the door of the classroom, but Zhang Xinyu also found out, and the two looked up at the door of the classroom almost at the same time.
"Report, teacher, excuse me" Xiao Shan stood at the door, fair and fair, like a good student.
The math teacher put down the textbook in his hand and looked towards the door, "Say, who are you looking for?"
"Teacher, I'm looking for Zixiang,"
The math teacher is a little annoyed, the current students are really uneducated "It's class time, who allowed you to find him"
"Teacher, it was the principal who asked me to find him, saying that there was something wrong and asked him to go to the principal's office"
Hearing the word principal, the teacher lost his temper in an instant, who made the family official. "Who's Zixiang, go"
Zixiang immediately stood up, Zhang Xinyu saw Zixiang standing up, a little curious, this guy is not at school all day, it's funny.
Zixiang naturally saw Zhang Xinyu looking at himself, didn't say anything, just made a grimace in response.
Coming to the door of the classroom, Zixiang followed Xiao Shan, and Xiao Shan didn't stop until the staircase, "Zixiang, the principal is back, when I just asked for leave to go to the toilet, I saw it in the window, she was still carrying two bottles of wine and roast chicken." ”
"Can you see this?" Zixiang is not strange about this, but Enjing, a Korean, leading wine and roast chicken, I read it wrong, what people are carrying should be beer and fried *, that's not right, beer and fried chicken are unhealthy, as a star, eating these unhealthy things will make your body out of shape, besides, in South Korea, the competition among artists is very fierce, and girls rely entirely on their young appearance and boiling body to survive. Enjing, this is not scientific