Yan Qinqing endured almost the entire class, who called Xiao Zexiao standing on the podium.

Think about this being my boyfriend, standing on it and giving a serious lecture, and I have to pretend to be obedient to the lecture.

God knows, how aggrieved she is and how much she wants to laugh.

This was the first time she had seen Xiao Zexiao show such an expression, especially after she silently looked at his face.

Lin Xiao's tall figure and Xiao Zexiao's face are simply him standing on it.

The handsome face, no matter how you look at it, can't see enough, she has to endure not to be a nymphomaniac, and she has to endure not to laugh, so as not to be discovered anything.

And after he found Yan Qinqing, he gradually became the appearance of the original owner Lin Xiao, with a straight face throughout the whole process, and his eyes were sharp.

This is also the reason why he, a recent college graduate, was able to teach the first year of high school.

Not only because of his excellent grades and graduation from high schools, but also because he was originally a rigorous and serious person, especially loved by the principal.

In this high school where top teachers gather, he and the female history teacher Gao Min are the only two teachers with young qualifications.

The reason why Gao Min was able to enter this high school probably had nothing to do with the principal's surname Gao.

Although everyone vaguely thinks so, the principal doesn't admit it, Gao Min doesn't admit it, and everyone can only gossip, and no one dares to ask in person.

The teacher Gao, who was angry with the students at every turn, couldn't be easily offended.

If you offend, you will be reprimanded by the head teacher.

Finally waited for the bell to end of class, Yan Qinqing watched Xiao Zexiao leave, thinking about how to complete the task with him.

"Is King Lin Yan really crying with Gao Wailing?" Ning Anyan also watched Xiao Zexiao leave, and quickly turned his head to look at Yan Qinqing with a gossipy face.

Yan Qinqing pursed her lips speechlessly, and raised her eyebrows slightly at him, "Why do you gossip like a woman?" ”

Ning Anyan's expression froze, staring at her with a ghost look, and it took a long time before muttering, "Don't you like this kind of gossip?" ”

Song Qingqing's liking doesn't mean Yan Qinqing likes it! What's more, you're still gossiping about my male ticket!

Yan Qinqing has another headache, Gao Min, who has the support of the principal, the history teacher nicknamed Gao Crying, is known to like Lin Xiao!

The task is simply twists and turns!

Two-ball, this is revenge, right? Don't you question it twice?!

"Qingqing, I'm going to the toilet, are you going?" Ren Jialin walked up to Yan Qinqing and leaned over in front of her with her hands on her cheeks.

Ning Anyan's eyes could just see the looming scenery in his shirt, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple moved, and he tilted his head to look at the aisle, not daring to look at her.

Yan Qinqing knew that Ren Jialin was a code, she always showed kindness, and always paid attention to Jing Mochen's movements for Song Qingqing.

This sentence means that Jing Mochen went to the toilet or walked out of the classroom, it was up to him, so hurry up and follow her.

She was looking at the textbook and pretending to be in a daze, Qi bangs covered her eyes, and she could see Ren Jialin's actions when she raised her eyes slightly.

Knowing that he has big breasts and is the most attractive to the adolescent Xiao Zhengtai, he still wants to lie on the table like this, is this to hook Ning Anyan by the way?

Yu Guang glanced at Ning Anyan and looked at the aisle, his ears slightly red.

The corners of her mouth curled, and her eyes lit up, "Let's go." ”

Ren Jialin stretched out her hand to Yan Qinqing, and the two of them held hands and walked around Ning Anyan's head, and walked out intimately.

As soon as he walked out of the classroom door, Jing Mochen, who came from the other side of the corridor, walked in front of them, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he stepped aside expressionlessly.

Yan Qinqing's body is indeed quite blocking the door, just like King Kong, steadily occupying half of the door.

Jing Mochen was only seventeen years old and had a height of one meter seven or eight, and if he wanted to enter the door, he had to squeeze past Yan Qinqing or Ren Jialin.

Ren Jialin smiled at the corner of her mouth, and stabbed Yan Qinqing with her elbow, she was only one meter tall and sixty-one, and this stab made the fat on Yan Qinqing's waist and abdomen tremble.

Yan Qinqing was looking at Jing Mochen blatantly, admiring this handsome little Zhengtai.

Most boys are not yet well-defined at the age of sixteen or seventeen, but his facial features are very good-looking, from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose to the lips.

It's simply the legendary golden ratio dividing line, and there are good-looking lying silkworms.

obviously looked as sunny and handsome as Xiao Zexiao, but because of his straight face, he looked a little cold.

His eyes were staring at the other side of the corridor, as if he didn't want to look at Yan Qinqing and Ren Jialin, but he didn't show disgust.

Yan Qinqing felt really strange, this Jing Mochen should know Song Qingqing's obvious unrequited love for him.

But every time I saw her in person, I didn't show disgust.

Being pestered like this by such a chubby guy, he doesn't hate it because of good upbringing or ......

Doesn't he like plump ones too?

When Yan Qinqing thought of this, the fat that was poked by Ren Jialin's elbow trembled slightly, and she was speechless to fork this thought.

This body is not plump, but obese......

Jing Mochen waited for a moment, but didn't wait for them to move away, turned his head to look at the two of them, and raised his eyebrows questioningly, as if asking if you are still leaving?

The good-looking sword eyebrows were raised, making his handsome facial features much more vivid, his fair skin, and his chin that had not yet begun to grow a beard.

The whole person looks like a perfect person in the painting, no wonder he can become a school grass.

"You go in. We're out of the way. Ren Jialin playfully stuck out her tongue towards Jing Mochen, and dragged Yan Qinqing to the toilet on the left.

Yan Qinqing followed her strength and walked to the toilet, without looking back, but glanced at Ren Jialin.

No matter how enthusiastic Ren Jialin seemed to be to Song Qingqing, Yan Qinqing had already decided in her heart that this was really not a friend.

If Yan Qinqing knew who his best friend liked, he would never take the initiative to show his advantages.

For example, Ren Jialin's performance towards Jing Mochen just now looked particularly lively and beautiful, and she was also familiar and intimate.

"I heard that Jing Mochen chose liberal arts, I specially helped you find out the news, I'm very good to you." Ren Jialin looked back at Jing Mochen walking into the classroom, and whispered close to Yan Qinqing's ear.

Yan Qinqing was a little speechless, do you still need to inquire about these things, everyone has been consulting each other about the recent sub-department.

Many people are concerned about the whereabouts of Jing Mochen's school grass, do you still need her to inquire about it?

"Of course, Linlin is the best for me in this world." Yan Qinqing learned from the original owner's grateful look, squinted at Ren Jialin and smiled, and said excitedly with her hands clasped together, "Then I will also choose liberal arts." ”

"So I decided to choose liberal arts for you, of course I'm the best for you in this world!" Ren Jialin's face was filled with a youthful smile.

Yan Qinqing was sneering in her heart, was it really for her friend or Jing Mochen?

Ren Jialin's science subjects are quite good, science is the best choice, she claims not to like to memorize dead books, but she actually chose liberal arts?

It's really worth playing......