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The open windows bring the fragrance of spring, and the white and light curtains are fluttering slightly.

neatly combed short hair, obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old but already has some angular faces, sitting quietly and straight; There is no excess body fat, and the tunic uniform that fits his own points is trying to set off his young body that is constantly exercising.

He is the unwavering target of many shoujo manga artists in this school.

Especially, when he sat quietly in the corner seat of the classroom on the second floor like this, holding his chin and looking at the old locust tree outside the window, his eyes would naturally reveal melancholy and peace...... Many of the girls who skipped class and stayed under the trees secretly held up their mobile phones of various colors, turned off the sound effects and flash, and carefully took pictures.

His name is Bu Chijing, this is his daily life.

I will always be a cute female classmate who likes to wear a double ponytail and hold a comic book every day sitting next to me a meter away, humming a little resentment, "It's just a ready" daily life.

Ding-dong ......

Ten minutes between classes passed in a flash, and Bu Chijing also fell his eyes on the single desk in front of him, and suddenly the world around him had nothing to do with him, but it was all integrated with him.

I could hear some discussion about him.

For example, the two girls at the back door: "Turn around!" Turned around! He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye! ”

"What, I'm sitting in front of you, and he can only see where I am based on the angle."

"You want to fight, don't you, Demon Hui!"

"I'm afraid of you, Luohan Show!"

"Hmm-"

"Hmm-"

Then the two female classmates, who are obviously on good terms, will start to stare at them for a while, until they 'hum' at the same time, and start a class of 'whoever speaks first, dies first' cycle game.

Bu Chijing is used to looking down at the afterglow of his book, and occasionally sees some pictures related to him.

For example, the girl with short hair and glasses who was holding a bento box that obviously contained two servings, but only used her fingers to ravage the bento package during each class......

Or the girl in the front seat who didn't know how to deal with it, so that he could clearly see the white shirt with the suspender on his shoulders......

Bu Chijing's peaceful gaze did not fluctuate, slightly helped down the bow tie of the student's uniform, and slightly adjusted his sitting posture, the sitting posture was as standardized as written in the textbook, and it was like a precious shape published on the cover impurities.

There was another whispering commotion in the class, mostly from the girls:

"Ah...... So handsome! ”

"I was able to be in the same class as Bu Chi in my sophomore year of high school, and I could see his beautiful face every day, and I felt so happy......"

"It would be nice if Bu Chi's position was in the front corner."

A word woke up the dreamer, and the girls, who accounted for two-thirds of the number of people in the class, turned their eyes to the front row by the window.

The boy in that position shrank his neck, feeling an astonishing wave of resentment gathering behind him......

Disheveled! The boy suddenly slapped the table and stood up, slammed open the window on one side, and the shorter figure jumped out.

"I can't stand this humiliation anymore! Ahh

With a pop, three or four plastic bottles were raised in the trash can below......

Most of the more than ten boys in the class bowed their heads and sighed, feeling the faintness of their presence. But there are also four or five boys who, like the girls, will contentedly withdraw their resentful gazes.

The ambulance on standby downstairs at any time pulled out a rapid whistle after more than ten seconds.

The girls in the class snorted in unison, and one by one sat upright, staring at the podium as if the teacher had been a few minutes late.

This is the daily ...... of Bu Chijing's class. Part.

Da, da, da......

The sound of high heels and smooth slate kissing came from the hallway, and the faint smell of perfume wafting for ten miles had already penetrated the nostrils of the students of several nearby classes before anyone arrived.

The math teacher took a deep breath, looked down, made sure that her feminine charm was fully revealed, and then lifted her glasses slightly, pursed her lips and said, the pink lips as jelly trembled slightly. Slowly opened the door, and with the most graceful catwalk, he walked to the three-foot podium. With every step, the sign of that mature woman is trembling unreasonably......

The girls in the first few rows bowed their heads at the same time:

"Next."

"Silicone."

"Shame."

"Isn't it amazing? I'm going to shake when I jump. ”

"How can the teacher use his fully developed body to charm Buchi's classmates! It's not fair at all! ”

"She can indeed be a role model in this regard, but unfortunately she always refuses to teach her unique secret recipes."

"Uh-huh!" The math teacher stood behind the podium, deaf to the comments below, and first cast a soft glance into the corner by the window. The little enemy who was sitting quietly by the window, why didn't he look at it, but they started preparing for class in the middle of the night...... "cough cough cough!" ”

The math teacher took the initiative to ignore the double ponytail that was busy hiding comic books, and said to this group of high school students in a gentle voice that kindergarten teachers would not have: "Students, let's conduct a test in class today, okay?" ”

Exams are the natural enemy of students, and their daily lives are immediately disrupted.

"Didn't you just pass the test last time!"

"The teacher must be jealous of our beautiful and unapologetic youth!"

"Don't think that if you use this method against us, we will give in!"

"Buchi-san is everyone's!"

"Brother Jing is the world!"

Laugh at! The math teacher grabbed the stack of test papers, turning white inch by inch, and the anger value quickly accumulated......

The following is still whispering:

"A teacher should be like a teacher."

"Yes, yes, they are in their thirties and haven't gotten married, so it's really rare."

Flames erupted around the math teacher, and the students who looked down did not see it at all.

"Alas, how could Bu Chi leave the side of us young and beautiful girls and develop an unrealistic and unruly relationship with a woman who is about to become old."

"Ask the shadow area of the silicone loaded by the teacher to refract at the bottom of the heart."

"Give it all to me! Shut up—" sonic hundred-decibel shrill scream, "yes! Hall! Test! ”

"Alas!" A group of teenagers and girls are like defeated roosters, trying to reject the flying test papers with their bodies lying on the table.

Bu Chijing has been sitting quietly in the corner, his eyes are calm, and his facial expression seems to be smiling, and it seems to have no expression, but it is not a straight face or cold. That's a kind of ...... Nature that is not easy to imitate.

The teacher is the master of the classroom, and enjoys the highest administrative authority in this small, co-ordinated plane in the school, within a specific time limit.

Exams have an advantage for math teachers, one is that they don't have to give lectures, so they don't have to be tied to the podium; The second is to stand in the corner openly, looking at the young man who doesn't look up too much.

Although the price is the white eyes of all the girls and some of the boys......

Hum -

The phone in the desk is vibrating.

Bu Chijing took it out as if no one was around, looked at the light yellow pattern that appeared on the screen of his mobile phone, and put down the pen in his hand.

"I'm not feeling well, can I go to the infirmary?"

He spoke, his voice seemed to be ordinary and his tone was flat, but it seemed to have a special charm that made people unconsciously recall the syllables he spoke.

"Okay, okay, the teacher will send you over, can you go, I'll carry you over, you're welcome......" The math teacher's blush was like a girl's......

"No," the tone was faint, but with a force that could not be refuted. The math teacher shrank in an instant, crouching in the corner and drawing circles for a while.

Denied...... Although it has been many times...... But there is still a lingering resentment that is unique to middle-aged women......

got up, pressed the test paper with a book, put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and the slim school uniform set off his straight lines, a height of 1.75 meters, but it is just right at this age.

It was as if everything around him was just right, no more, no less.

Bu Chijing's steps were very light, not hurried or slow, elegant but plain, a total of sixteen steps from the seat to the back door, dozens of eyes were nostalgic and staring, as if he did not want his back to be separated from the canvas framed by the doorframe......

But he left anyway, and the light in the classroom seemed to dim a little......

"Cut, it's just a cash charge."

The double ponytail of Bu Chijing's next seat pursed his lips and continued to bow his head and work on the test paper. Answer? She doesn't actually have a few. And on the test paper, she quickly sketched out a character who seemed to be a cartoon.

It was a figure dressed in silver-white armor, with a white ghost mask on his face, and a long sword that seemed to glitter......

"That's the real man." The corners of the double ponytail showed a happy smile on the lips......