Chapter Forty-Seven: The Storm of Make-up Classes (I)
Mo Qianqiu would never have thought that it was still the woman who was in charge of adding lessons to herself not long after she got rid of Wu Qingying, and it was said that the other teachers didn't have time.
But think about it, it's just what special means she used.
Now he's really a head two big.
It's not that Wu Qingying is bad, as the four deacons of the academy, he definitely has the ability, but he is not used to it.
Even if that person is the strongest in the legendary continent, but he doesn't match himself, it's no fun.
But Mo Qianqiu is not easy to refuse, there is no reason, and he does not have that energy.
It's hard.
Xingchen Ying has been going to see Mo Qianqiu every day since he came back, on the one hand, he is worried and on the other hand, he is guilty, although Mo Qianqiu told him several times not to worry, he always feels that Mo Qianqiu's injury is inseparable from himself.
The actual study life is easier than Mo Qianqiu thought, most of it is still normal knowledge and some things in life, and there are very few parts about cultivation methods and realm improvement, probably to take care of some people with poor foundations.
It's just that talking on paper is not a little attractive to Mo Qianqiu, but Xi Yi is in charge of making up classes with Mo Qianqiu, and I heard that Wu Qingying is in charge, and that guy's eyes are almost straight, and he can't be happy.
"Alas~" Mo Qianqiu looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and accidentally lost his mind.
Dou Xingxing, who was lecturing above, saw it and deliberately ordered him.
"Mo Qianqiu, can you answer how many counties we have in Dalida, and which seven counties do the seven major towns refer to?"
It's obviously a gentle tone, but it sounds like suppressed anger has leaked out.
Mo Qianqiu was poked twice by Xiyi before coming back to his senses.
Standing up, he was naturally at a loss, and Xi Yi at the bottom wanted to secretly tell him the answer, but was also stopped by Dou Xingxing.
"Mo Qianqiu. Dou Xingxing suddenly raised his voice, but he didn't expect that the usually virtuous and beautiful woman was now terrifyingly scary.
"Ugh. Mo Qianqiu had a bad premonition.
"Come to my office after class in the afternoon. ”
Dou Xingxing rarely showed an angry appearance, in fact, this is not to blame her, because after all, he is a new teacher, young and vigorous, and secondly, Mo Qianqiu is excessive, since he came to class, almost every class is in a daze, every time he asks a question, he doesn't know what to ask, and a teacher can't stand it.
Xi Yi glanced at him helplessly.
After class, Mo Qianqiu asked Xiyi to go back first, waiting for him to rush back and go to extra class with him.
"Knock Knock"
Outside Dou Xingxing's office, Mo Qianqiu knocked on the door with apprehension.
"Please come in. ”
Receiving the answer, Mo Qianqiu tiptoed in.
Dou Xingxing was wearing a cyan Luo skirt, and her snow-white skin was slightly ruddy in the sun, which made people obsessed for a while.
I really don't know how I came here to be a freshman mentor at such a young age.
She lowered her head and wrote something, and Mo Qianqiu quietly approached when she saw that she didn't react.
"Mo Qianqiu. ”
She suddenly stopped herself, but then there was no movement, and Mo Qianqiu was inexplicable.
"Teacher?"
Mo Qianqiu tried to establish communication with Dou Xingxing, but Dou Xingxing only buried himself in his own business.
Time passed minute by minute, Mo Qianqiu almost felt like a year, thinking that he would go to Wu Qingying next, so he asked again, "Teacher?"
But he still didn't get a reply from Dou Xingxing, so he waited for a while, but his patience was limited, and she was not busy and she still had something to do.
"Teacher, if you're busy, I'll come back next time?"
"Who let you go. Dou Xingxing finally looked up at him.
"Uh......" Mo Qianqiu's heart is galloping, isn't it that you didn't react at all before?
"Do you know what it's like to be ignored?" Dou Xingxing suddenly asked.
"Well, got it. Mo Qianqiu couldn't listen to what she was saying at all now, but she just matched it vigorously.
"Can you take a little bit of a lecture in the future?"
I don't know why, Mo Qianqiu suddenly had an illusion, as if it was not herself who made the mistake but her.
Looking at her expectant eyes, Mo Qianqiu was a little embarrassed, "Okay, oh, no, I will definitely listen to the class in the future." ”
The still has to be said, and whether or not it can be done is another matter.
"Well, then you go first. ”
Strange, so easy to leave?
Mo Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, teacher, then I'll leave first." ”
I didn't expect anything.
Mo Qianqiu's mood instantly improved, and he was even a little fluttery, and he didn't know why?
It's just that one of them knocked down a classmate without paying attention.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see it. Mo Qianqiu apologized while picking up the female classmate who was knocked down by herself.
Alas, something familiar?
After helping him up, Mo Qianqiu found that this classmate seemed to have seen it somewhere, it seemed to be in his own class, but he had missed class for a few days before, and he didn't pay much attention to the class situation, and his face was only vaguely remembered, and it was almost impossible to put his name on it.