Chapter 213: Yaoyao? Piano tones

The two legs were aimlessly alternating in regular motion, and all of Gu Xiaoxiao's attention was tilted downward at an acute angle of forty-five degrees.

The paper airplane lying in the palm of the hand, untimely and like with vitality, when it falls in the arms it feels incredible, such a cute and fresh thing, flying in such a rainy day, as if there is some kind of indescribable connection with yourself.

It can be regarded as a blessing for this childlike thing, Gu Xiaoxiao no longer let herself get drenched in the rain, while carefully looking at and fantasizing about the various dreams behind the paper airplane, while choosing the path under the eaves to avoid the rain. The only thing I forgot was to look up and look for the starting point of the paper airplane journey.

This should be the most important thing!

But that young man wouldn't let Gu Xiaoxiao see him.

When he returned to the original floor and the bell rang in his ears, Gu Xiaoxiao noticed that it was the bell for class, and he was late again.

A new transfer student skipped class on the first day of class, and not only that, but he even skipped class again after being caught by the teacher, being lectured, and being told of punishment.

Could there be a more daring student?

Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at the paper airplane that was reluctant to let go, it was the easiest way to fold, but it was more delicate than jade in his eyes, obviously so fragile, obviously so thin, and slightly cool against the skin, as if it had been smeared with the loneliness of being mashed for half a moment.

Gu Xiaoxiao took a deep look, and then put the paper airplane into the inner pocket of the school uniform jacket.

trotted to the class, standing at the door, Gu Xiaoxiao had a feeling of being spoofed and ridiculed by the tragedy.

She didn't mean to, but now she's too embarrassed to push open the door and break into the class where "class", "stand up", and "good teacher" have already been conducted.

Let's not think about whether the one-eyed female teacher who was in charge of teaching the third period knew about her glorious deeds from the male teacher who caught her in the first class. has long been added to the blacklist that needs attention, just the group of young boys and girls sitting in the audience who are unwilling to be lonely and want to make a comeback, the scrutiny of watching the play and the ridicule of whispering are enough for her to bear.

Gu Xiaoxiao just thought of this, so he subconsciously shrank back, shrinking to the invisible range of the small piece of glass in the center of the classroom door.

What should I do......

You can't stand here all this class!

But if you go around the campus to kill time, it will be easier for the teachers to see you!

If you find a hidden place, it seems that even a decent reason is illogical.

Thinking with her brain is not what Gu Xiaoxiao is good at, but it is her talent to go around and around in place.

Unwilling to do nothing, he put his ear to the doorkeeper and listened carefully, but he couldn't hear the teacher mention skipping class. There should be no doubts.

Gu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the courage was convulsed.

Not to worry about it at all, this unprecedented thought prompted Gu Xiaoxiao to poke his head towards the small piece of glass that could only see the situation in the classroom.

The female teacher wore a traditional and simple dark suit, and the old-fashioned bun at the back of her head was neither high nor low, and the education system of the last century was the most bleak and inconspicuous cookie-cutter. Today, it's one in a million.

Few teachers in modern society would still respect the ancient masters so much in their dress. Even the College of Babel. Those "old men" who dominate one side are also very subtle and careful in chasing fashion trends when it comes to changing shirts and wearing bow ties. Of course, there will be some people who are biased towards Barberet, but they will wear limited editions to class without care.

Who said an old man can't be fashionable?

Gu Xiaoxiao shook his head, he couldn't stand it and smiled, his dressing style was completely a personal preference, but he treated others like a rare animal, so he pinched his face sadly, he should feel even more sorry, for this teacher who is strict with himself.

But is there really a causal relationship between dressing old-fashioned and being strict with oneself?

Here, skipping class is no longer a problem, and Gu Xiaoxiao can think of questions that are almost philosophical in nature, but he really can't help but sigh at the admirable cranial nerves.

Moving his gaze to the back position, there were only tables and chairs left to the right of his empty seat, and Jane was gone.

Where did it go? This time......

Is Jane someone who skips class?

But man cannot be determined, man is...... Bizarre creatures full of variables.

Thinking of Jane makes her think of the biology teacher, although she really doesn't understand whether the teacher's words in the first lesson really have ulterior motives.

Is it harsh?

There is no direct evidence.

But following those scattered clues, Gu Xiaoxiao intuitively felt that Jane should be with that biology teacher now.

I know I'm curious about a lot of things, but I can't delve too deep.

It's best to simply forget, but for humans, forgetting this kind of thing is mostly just self-inflicted.

What is a moment away is not meaningful...... But that's not all.

Gu Xiaoxiao knocked her head, feeling that thinking about this kind of thing was really not suitable for her.

The spiritual world shook to another dimension, and there was a sudden irregular swaying in the picture that his eyes were in contact with, and Gu Xiaoxiao looked over, and it was the vine kite with a dead skin and a dead face who waved his hand to greet him.

Gu Xiaoxiao had the urge to hit the wall, wasn't this guy pulled away by some agent just now?

Why did you appear here again as a good student and obediently listen to the class?

Acting?

After looking around, I didn't see a superfluous figure like a reporter and a pinhole camera, so I was even more puzzled.

But I'm quite satisfied, but the vine kite found out that he didn't report it, which is extremely worthy of praise and praise.

Gu Xiaoxiao pouted, the man was so sunny and trembling, and he was not good at making a stinky face, so he reluctantly waved his hand in response.

The result ...... "Teacher! ”

Even from the outside, you can hear it clearly, and the noisy expressions that gradually float in the class, especially when you see the figure of the man suddenly standing up from his seat, there is no need to wonder, is this the rhythm of the denunciation...... This man is too ......

All right! Count her blind and plan to get acquainted with this big star who likes to play tricks again!

Gu Xiaoxiao glared at the vine kite viciously, looked in the direction of the end of the corridor, and disappeared at the staircase with a puff of smoke.

In fact, in the classroom of the twenty-third class of high school-

"Teacher!"

"Is there a problem, Fuji-isay?"

"I want to take a leave of absence."

Then there was a lot of gossip and all kinds of worries.

"Kite-sama, what's wrong?"

"I'm so worried! Fuji Kite-sama is working too hard! ”

"Take a break!"

"Let me send you!"

Then there are all kinds of despised male air voices that sneer at it.

In this way, it can only be said that Gu Xiaoxiao's misunderstanding is completely hypocritical.

On that side, Gu Xiaoxiao, who had gone up the stairs and walked through the connecting passage to the opposite building without care, successfully got lost.

She had noticed just now that Mulyusin was not in the classroom either.

I was going to go to the health room to find him, but because of this weak-hearted mess, I fell into a more embarrassing problem.

So Gu Xiaoxiao began to wander around, this corridor full of special classrooms.

However, it is an eternal truth that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

She was fortunate enough to hear the piano tune echoing through the air, it was the cry of spring (to be continued......