The next day, bathed in the warm morning sunshine, Xue Hitomi came to the classroom, and along the way, Xue Hitomi listened the most. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Eh, let me tell you, I had a very strange dream last night, dreaming of ......"

In the middle of the day, another exclamation will come from the ears, "You also had such a dream?" What a coincidence, and so did I! But what I dreamed of was that I was ......."

Pursing her lips and chuckling, Xue Hitomi pretended that nothing had happened, and found a seat, waiting for the arrival of the madman, while listening to the waves of talk in her ears, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.

The evil spirit is gone, the resentment is gone, and the curse is gone. For everyone, those three days were like a nightmare. I woke up from my dream, but my life was still as good as ever.

Regarding this, she still has to thank Emperor Mu and Xixi. As for the three of them, I'm afraid they are still looking for traces of evil spirits everywhere now.

It's just that the only unplanned thing is that Mo Shu is crazy...... Really a very strange person. It feels amazing. Of course, none of this matters, what matters is ...... The first session is a high math class!

"Jingle bell!" The class bell rang, and Xue Tong glanced at the phone, but there was no missed answer, no text message. Counting the time spent being cursed by Xiaoya, the madman has disappeared for four or five days. What's going on, what's going on? Xue Hitomi couldn't help but start worrying. She has a good relationship with the madman, and the madman's girl, even if she gets a new handsome boyfriend, will definitely not be the kind of person who forgets her righteousness. ...... who have lost contact for days on end like this I never had the impression of it.

Fingers flew, a string of text messages was sent, and she fell into a state of thought. Until, a clear and mellow male voice woke him up.

"Students, let's start the class now, before the class starts, I will find a few students to go to the blackboard to demonstrate the practice problems I left in the last class." A clear and familiar voice sounded, Xue Tong was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes and glanced at the handsome man in a suit and leather shoes with gold wire frames on the podium, just a glance, and immediately buried her head in the book.

The person on the podium is Meng Kuo, and there are only three people who really leave memories of this curse, Xue Tong, Meng Kuo, and Mo Shu. Mo Shu is crazy about that wonder, the memory really can't be washed away...... As for Meng Kuo, he personally built a monument for Yang Yun and changed his past. Xue Tong felt that it was better for him to remember these memories.

It's just that now, Xue Tong didn't have the heart to look at Meng Kuo's clothes, but she remembered that the original exterminator had canceled all her usual grades, and there was still a month before the end of the semester. And the practice questions assigned by the teacher in class are generally the top priority of the exam, and Xue Tong is naturally very attentive.

However, fate has always been fond of playing tricks on people.

Meng Kuo on the three-foot podium paced nervously back and forth, looking like he was facing a great enemy even more than the students below, and finally he raised his head and called out in a clear voice, "Student Xuetong, you can solve the ninth question on page 99 for everyone." ”

As soon as the words came out, whispers suddenly began to be whispered below, and most of the people looked at Xue Tong with a good look. Don't look at Meng Kuo in front of him, handsome and kind, with a smile on his face. But his notoriety in the Academy of Mathematical Sciences has simply thrown off the "extermination master" for several streets, which shows how terrifying he is.

Xue Tong's eyelids jumped wildly, her gums were sour, and she cursed vigorously in her heart, but she remembered that she had given Meng Kuo a strong slap that day, but she didn't expect retribution to come so soon?

Looking at the gloating eyes of the class, Xue Hitomi knew. I was still unpopular for a while. School flowers are generally crowded out, especially when they are no longer under the school flowers, which can be compared to them, and they are even more crowded. Forgive her for being narcissistic. None of this is the point, of course.

The point is that she stared at the bewitching numbers in the book, and it was hard to move her steps away.

"Teacher, the ...... That, I'm not very good at ......" lowered his head, Xue Hitomi said cheekily.

Well? Meng Kuo was stunned. "Not really?"

"Come on, write as much as you can." Pushing his glasses, Meng Kuo's clear voice sounded softly, which could be called the voice of thousands of girls, so far, Xue Tong understood why Yang Yun would die for him. If you are yourself, you may not be tempted.

Sighing suddenly, Xue Tong was helpless, when it came to this, it seemed that there was no way to return it, right? Glancing at everyone's gloating expressions, the corners of Xue Tong's eyes narrowed, and a trace of coldness flashed.

Hmph, do you look down on people so much? Do you want to see me laugh so much? Let's see who is watching who laughs!

Xue Tong held the blackboard on the book, her pretty face was black mist, obviously, in her opinion, Meng Kuo was just like those classmates who tried to laugh at her, waiting to see her joke.

Hmph, how could she satisfy them?!

One minute...... Three-minute ...... Ten minutes......

The snow pupils were anxious, and there was not a word on the empty blackboard. The original pride has also completely vanished. Whining...... There's no way, she's been very bad at math since she was a child, and the worse she is, the more she doesn't want to learn. Talent is something that is really important sometimes. She's worked really hard. She's worked hard to learn definite and indefinite integrals, but multiple integrals, especially triple integrals, forgive her, she's going to get messed up every time......

Below, the sound of laughter and ridicule grew louder and harsher.

"Tsk...... Professor Meng's luck was too bad, and he chose a math idiot when he came up...... Hey...... I really don't know what to say about this luck......" Below, a young girl with red lips teased.

Xue Tong looked back, her name was Ning Cai'er, and since the name of the flower was robbed by a madman, she has been deliberately targeting the two.

"Yes, yes......" Ning Cai'er's little sisters echoed.

Snow pupil black line, isn't it just that I didn't make the question? As for squeezing her like this? Besides, doesn't she still rely on her beauty to dare to make noise in class? If Chen Li, who is the "exterminator", is still there, will she dare? I'm afraid I'll have to take it off......

It's just that it's not good to be standing like this all the time and wasting other people's time at the moment. Especially looking at Meng Kuo's innocent and expectant eyes, Xue Tong really didn't want to hit him empty.

Eh, there is!

Xue Tong pursed her lips and smiled, thinking about it.

Seeing this, Meng Kuo breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Tong was his benefactor, his daughter's benefactor, how could he be embarrassed by him, but looking at Xue Tong's tangled face, he was also bottomless in his heart, and glanced at the beautiful girl who seemed to be called Ning Cai'er under his eyes, as if she was telling herself that Xue Tong liked mathematics very much, and hoped to be asked by herself in class to demonstrate. Originally, he thought that someone was deliberately targeting the girl, but when he was about to save the scene, he saw the ripples at the corner of the girl's mouth, like peach blossoms in March, warm and mysterious.

This time, one of his hearts was completely back in his stomach. After so many years in the industry, this is the first time he has asked a question to a student, and he is especially nervous.

However, when she watched the snow pupil write a big word "solution" in a big way, she suddenly stopped writing, and the girl looked back and smiled, very shy, but said calmly and generously, "Teacher, I'm done writing." ”