After the broadcast drill was finished, Lin Ziqing slowly paced back to the class. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhao Meihui, a close friend, ran to her seat to find her.

"Lin Ziqing, didn't you knit a pair of gray rabbit fur gloves?"

"yes, it's boring, it's a little ugly. Why are you asking this! ”

"Can you give it to me?" Zhao Meihui asked.

"Uh, what's this~ I'm looking for it?" Originally, she wanted to give it to Huang Feng last winter. There is no other special meaning, it is just to weave for fun. It's a little ugly, but it's spring now, and I don't need it.

"Okay, thank you!" Zhao Meihui happily ran back to her position.

"Okay, what does she want gloves for? It's not a girl's favorite color, so who does she have a crush on? Lin Ziqing's heart began to be crooked.

The bell rang and the head teacher walked in.

This class is about "Writing and Oral Communication", and the students are relieved to see that Mr. Wu did not spot check and memorize.

What Lin Ziqing is not afraid of is writing, so she has reverted to her old ways. Feeling that there was nothing good to hear, he began to take out the sketches of the drawings in the drawer and began to put the finishing touches on the cover he had designed for a martial arts novel.

The cover of this novel asked her to design it more beautifully, which made it difficult for Lin Ziqing.

She has read so many martial arts novels, and has experienced the baptism of online novels, designing a fragrant martial arts novel cover is really simple and can't be too simple.

Li Luoluo was dumbfounded.

What is this painting at the same table? The scantily clad beauty in the sketch, the man with an exaggerated sword.

It's too bold, junior high school students draw such dirty content, Lin Ziqing once again refreshed Li Luoluo's perception of her.

Halfway through the class, Mr. Wu was ready to let the students start practicing on their own, and now he began to check and memorize.

After Mr. Wu ordered two students to get up and recite, one of the two students was not very proficient in memorization, and the other was stumbling. He looked in the direction of Lin Ziqing's seat,

"Lin Ziqing, you stand up and recite."

Lin Ziqing did not react.

"Lin Ziqing?" Teacher Wu had already started walking in the direction of her seat.

At this time, Chen Hui in the back row patted Lin Ziqing.

"Hey, hey~"

"Uh, I'm not available! ~You'll come back to me later. Lin Ziqing didn't turn around, she only moved her elbow with her head down.

"You're finished! Ask for more blessings~" Chen Hui saw the head teacher who was already standing next to Lin Ziqing's seat, and mourned for Lin Ziqing.

"Knock Knock"

A man's hand appeared in front of Lin Ziqing's eyes, tapping on her tabletop.

"Lin Ziqing, stand up!" A loud shout.

Rotten! It's really over, in a panic, Lin Ziqing immediately stood up, but her sketches didn't have time to be put into the drawer, and the brushes almost flew out.

Lin Ziqing, who was panicked, hurriedly covered the sketch with a language book, so that wanting to stamp the seal would only arouse the suspicion of the head teacher.

Lin Ziqing was really in the spotlight at this time, and the whole class looked at her with surprise, and there were a few gloating eyes, ready to watch a good show.

Be bold, be bold! How dare you do this in the class teacher's class!

Although Lin Ziqing often deserted in class before, she was still very careful with the class teacher's class.

Although Li Luoluo at the same table is an iceberg, she will never make a small report to the head teacher and say anything bad about Lin Ziqing. She takes her class, and she doesn't care about what Lin Ziqing does, as long as it doesn't affect her learning.

"Take away the Chinese textbook, what do you have underneath?"

Moistening her throat, Lin Ziqing calmed down and said, "It's nothing!" I'll put it away! After speaking, she wanted to pull out the sketch under the textbook and hide it in the drawer, but the head teacher didn't give her this opportunity at all.

Mr. Wu took the sketch in his hand and looked at it, his face had sunk, he was very unhappy, and he was immediately angry.

"You, you~ take my class, you're doing this underneath?" Teacher Wu rolled the sketch into a cylinder and smashed it on Lin Ziqing's head.

"Teacher, I'm sorry! I was wrong. Lin Ziqing's face was full of shame when she heard this, her face was flushed, and she seemed to be burning. She didn't hide, she hung her head, didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to look directly at the head teacher's face.

The eyes of the whole class looked at Lin Ziqing, and Lu Xueli in the front row couldn't help but lower her head and cover her mouth when she saw Lin Ziqing collapsed.

"Lin Ziqing, you disappointed me so much, what do you say you are going to do? How do you want me to punish you. Teacher Wu looked at Lin Ziqing with a disappointed expression.

"Mr. Wu, I~ I was wrong, I will accept any punishment, can you return the sketch in your hand to me?" Lin Ziqing muttered.

"You're still bargaining with me, so be it! In addition to writing and checking for me, I guess you may have memorized it yesterday, and it's too easy for you to take this test. Teacher Wu thought for a moment.

"Which text do you want me to memorize?" In fact, Lin Ziqing's heart is happy, and she is only punished for memorizing texts, which is very simple.

The whole class was also curious, and they couldn't help but look at Lin Ziqing with amusement, this is miserable! What text does the head teacher want Lin Ziqing to recite later?

Teacher Wu picked up the Chinese book on Lin Ziqing's desk, flipped through it and said, "Just memorize the twenty-sixth lesson, "The Teacher's Table", now there are eight minutes before the end of class, and I will ask you to memorize it word for word after class." ”

"Shhh ~"The whole class gasped, and it took eight minutes to memorize the teacher's list that they had not learned, which is equivalent to reading it twice and memorizing it.

looked at Lin Ziqing's eyes, there were sympathetic ones, some gloating, and some who didn't care about themselves. Anyway, when the time comes, I'll just wait to watch the show.

"Okay, then I'll memorize it, will you return the sketch to me?" Lin Ziqing is in a too anxious mood at the moment, if she doesn't return the sketch to herself, she has to paint another one, it's so troublesome, and it's hard to polish the work that she is satisfied with.

"Then it depends on whether you are satisfied with what you carry or not!" Teacher Wu smiled, noncommittal, and walked to the podium with the sketch.

"Students, calm down, let's continue the class."

Lin Ziqing, who sat down again, turned the textbook to the page of "Teacher's Table" and began to read it.

Li Luoluo thought at first that Lin Ziqing was nothing. I usually don't see how serious she is in class, she is casual and lazy, and she doesn't have the heart to make friends with her. But seeing that she was calm and calm with the teacher today, full of confidence, I couldn't help but look at her a few more times, how can she recite it later to satisfy the teacher?

Lin Ziqing covered the textbook and settled down. She carefully filtered it in her mind, and the "Teacher Table" had memorized it word for word.

The bell rang for the end of class.

Usually, the students can't wait for the teacher to call out the password for class immediately, but now they are all sitting quietly in their positions, and their eyes are all looking in the direction of Lin Ziqing. (To be continued.) )