The surrounding students cast sympathetic glances at Sima Yue.

Although Sima Yue sat there in the two classes just now, his head would still be like a chicken pecking rice from time to time, they all saw it, how could Wang Jun, who has always been known for his thorough eyesight, not see it?

Before, they were still wondering why Wang Jun didn't say Sima Yue in class, it turned out that he was waiting for the end of class to settle accounts with her.

In the sympathetic eyes of all the classmates, Sima Yue stubbornly walked out of a bit of righteousness and awe-inspiring feeling.

Just say it, what are you afraid of? If he had asked her why she had dozed off in class, she could have asked her what he meant by the painting he had given her last night. Everyone opened the skylight and said bright words, which also saved her from guessing every day, and a small heart would not have a stable time.

So Sima Yuexiong followed Wang Jun out of the classroom with high spirits.

It's just that as soon as she came out of the classroom, a cold wind blew in her face, and the courage she had just gathered was blown away in an instant. After following Wang Jun all the way into the dean's room, the courage in her chest had already been frozen into an ice mass, and she was afraid that no matter how unstable her little heart was, she would not be able to warm her up.

"Sit."

As soon as he entered the dean's room, Wang Jun pointed to a chair and motioned for Sima Yue to sit, but he closed the door with his backhand.

Sima Yue's heart suddenly beat twice.

What does it mean for him to close the door when he enters? It's not good for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room, right? The point is, what does he mean to her?

Sima Yue felt that her brain, which had just been blown away by the cold wind, was starting to get confused again.

And over there, Wang Jun had already walked to his bookcase and sat down, his face was completely businesslike, and he couldn't see the warmth that could melt the snow last night on his face.

"Why don't you sit?" Seeing that Sima Yue was just standing there stiffly, he couldn't help but ask.

Sima Yue:

The last second was still warm, and the ambiguous attitude made people uncertain, but the next second was strict and serious, calmly and indifferently wanted to make people thousands of miles away from you, such a change is too fast, forgive me for not being able to bear it, Lord Dean.

Sima Yue's ass sat down next to the edge of the chair.

Next, Wang Jun really began to talk about her dozing off in class, and also focused on her poor literature in the last exam, and said that if she didn't listen well in class, she would definitely be bad in the next final exam.

Sima Yue privately felt that she couldn't blame her for a bad performance in the literature exam.

Isn't it a bit too difficult for you to ask someone who can only memorize a few poems and songs to come up and make a poem and song? And couplets or something, if you have a wind, she can barely match a rain, but when you come up, it is the moonlight screen, Gege Kongming Zhuge Liang is of such difficulty, can she match it? It's good to be able to read it.

Therefore, for Wang Jun's words, Sima Yue completely achieved the realm of entering the left ear and exiting the right ear, without being distracted at all.

And over there, Wang Jun has already finished reprimanding. Just as soon as he saw the look on Sima Yue's face, he knew that what he had just said was in vain.

She didn't take it to heart at all.

So Wang Jun stopped, clasped his hands on the table, and looked at Sima Yue who was sitting opposite him.

As soon as Sima Yue heard Wang Jun's voice stop, he immediately raised his head, and made a look on his face that he had listened to the words of the king and was better than reading for ten years, and said respectfully: "Dean, you are teaching right, the students will definitely listen to the class next time." ”

Wang Jun snorted noncommittally.

Sima Yue continued to maintain that respectful look on his face and said, "I don't know if you have finished teaching, Dean?" ”

"What if you're done? What if you don't finish teaching? ”

is the so-called person who stretches out his hand and doesn't hit the smiling face, naturally facing her respectful appearance, Wang Jun is not embarrassed to do anything to her, right?

With such careful thinking in his heart, Sima Yue's attitude became more and more respectful: "Dean, if you haven't finished teaching, then please continue to teach, and I will listen to you, students." If you finish teaching, the student will retire first, so as not to disturb the dean's rest. ”

She's still waiting to get home and catch up on her sleep.

Wang Jun glanced at her, and deeply felt that Sima Yue in front of him was a little fox.

A cunning little fox. But the more cunning she was, the more he liked it.

Leaning back on the chair behind him lazily, Wang Jun's voice was not as serious and indifferent as Fang Cai, but like a quilt that had been drying for a day, it had such an intoxicating feeling for no reason.

"You're in a hurry to get back?" With a single word, he pointed out what Sima Yue was thinking.

It's all up to this, and Sima Yue feels that he doesn't need to play respectful with him anymore.

So she nodded happily: "Yes." Next are two arithmetic classes, according to the agreement, I succeeded in the challenge, and I don't have to take arithmetic classes in the future, doesn't the dean want to regret it? ”

"What are you going to do back?" Wang Jun didn't mention whether he regretted it or not, but with a shallow smile in his eyes, he asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" Want to go back to sleep? ”

Sima Yue felt that his cheeks were starting to burn a little.

This Wang Jun made it clear that he knew what was going on, but he pretended not to know, and he had to say it himself.

So she pursed her lips and did not answer.

Wang Jun refused to let her go, his voice was lowered, and it seemed that a feather was scratching her in Sima Yue's ears, itchy and numb: "Why didn't you sleep well?" ”

Sima Yue was a little annoyed.

She glared at Wang Jun hatefully, then stood up, her cheeks flushed with annoyance.

"What does it have to do with the dean that I didn't sleep well last night? Since there are no classes for me today, I'll go first. ”

After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But Wang Jun's voice came from behind slowly: "You can't go." ”

Sima Yue felt that his heart was really on fire.

"Why can't you go?" She turned around, propped her hands on the bookcase, and questioned Wang Jun loudly.

Wang Jun looked at her posture, and there was a reason why he didn't say a reasonable reason why she couldn't go, and she could immediately roll up her sleeves and rush up and beat him.

It was no longer a fox, but a kitten. And it's a kitten that has exploded and exposed its sharp claws.

Wang Jun tried his best to hold back the smile on his face, and instead pulled out a piece of paper from under the book on the side, raised it and shook it in front of Sima Yue.

Sima Yue glanced at the piece of paper, and before he could react for a while, he still questioned him loudly: "That's the reason why I can't go?" Please, can you take a snack and think of a more reliable reason to come out, Dean? ”

This piece of paper was the scratch paper she used on the day she challenged her master, and she wrote some ideas and formulas for solving the problem that day in charcoal. She really didn't understand what Wang Jun meant when he took this piece of paper.

"Oh?" Wang Jun said slowly, "Do you think this piece of paper is not enough to be a reason?" Then I'll be clearer. Let's not talk about how much you have learned in your daily arithmetic class, just saying that these problem-solving ideas will definitely not be taught to you by the arithmetic master. Because as far as I know, even the arithmetic master himself may not know these ideas, but what can he teach you? So, should you give me a reasonable explanation for these problem-solving ideas, Sima Yue? ”

Sima Yue is stuck.

She can't tell the truth, saying that she actually came through, studied mathematics for 16 years in her last life, and then because she likes mathematics so much, she finally went to the mathematics department?

"Classmate Sima Yue," Wang Jun asked slowly, "Have you come up with any reasonable explanation?" ”

Sima Yue only hated it for a while.

But a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in her mind, and a big smile immediately spread across her face.

"The reasonable explanation is because I am wise and foolish."

The four words of great wisdom and foolishness immediately blocked Wang Jun to the point that he had nothing to say.

Because when Empress Dowager Li asked Wang Jun why she accepted Sima Yue into the academy, Wang Jun's answer to Empress Dowager Li was these four words. And now Sima Yue uses these four words to answer Wang Jun's reasonable explanation, which is simply seamless.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still a little jealous of Wang Jun in his heart, otherwise looking at Wang Jun being blocked by her and unable to say a word, Sima Yue would definitely laugh out loud.

It's just that although I tried my best to resist the desire to laugh out loud, there was still some laughter on my face.

"Dean, is this explanation reasonable enough? Can I go? ”

Wang Jun looked at the smug look on the little fox in front of him, and for a while he couldn't reach out and grab her directly, bit down on her neck, and bit her neck with the tip of his teeth, seeing that she was not coquettish and begged for mercy from him.

"This explanation is reasonable enough, but you still can't go."

Because of the picture in his heart, Wang Jun's eyes couldn't help but stare at Sima Yue's thin white neck, and even his voice was a little dumber for no reason.

It's just that Sima Yue didn't notice the changes in Wang Jun at all. She just asked a little frantically, "Why can't I go?" ”

"Because, although you have succeeded in the arithmetic challenge, you naturally don't need to take the exam again in the future. But what about literature? What about piano? What about calligraphy? You did a bad job in the last test. Why, don't you want to do well in the next final exam? Or do you want to be like Zhao Shangshu's son, who has been studying in the academy and will never be able to graduate? ”

Sima Yue silently thought about the son of Zhao Shangshu's family, who was almost thirty years old, and then shook silently.

She didn't want to stay in this broken academy for decades, she wished she could graduate from here now.

Although Sima Yue didn't answer, Wang Jun still saw her answer from her face that suddenly became stern and resolute.

The corners of his lips slowly rose, and he began to coax softly: "So, in the next interval when you don't take arithmetic classes, you will come to my dean's room, and I will give you extra tutoring in literature, piano and calligraphy, what do you think of my mentions?" ”