After recovery, Han Chusheng immediately forgave Zhao Wanxi for her reckless kick, and blamed this kick on that he shouldn't block her in the classroom after school in the evening self-study, this is obviously not a gentleman's behavior, it is so dark at night, it is normal for a girl to react like this in a dangerous situation, and she should be blocked at noon.

Today is another day full of vitality, Han Chusheng also feels full of confidence, and he is even more handsome after recovery, although the congenital conditions are already very good, he can't forget the strict requirements for himself, and the shirt must not have wrinkles.

Then there is McDonald's breakfast, pork fillet and egg wheat full score plus cereal, chicken, wheat porridge, and a bacon egg wheat pancake plus two crispy hash browns and a cup of milk tea, this is the breakfast prepared for Zhao Wanxi, Han Chusheng learned the routine in the idol drama, but he didn't calculate a girl's normal food at all.

As a good young man in the new era, it is very important to protect the environment, and after Han Chusheng took the green bus, he ran on the way to school with the breakfast prepared for Zhao Wanxi.

The sturdy figure ensures that he will not be blown by the wind and combed his hairstyle when he rushes to the third shift.

Finally, after the first class on time, breakfast was delivered to Zhao Wanxi's desk.

"What is this?" Zhao Wanxi was taken aback and almost jumped up, thinking that someone was going to assassinate her.

"It's breakfast as usual."

"Breakfast?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes lit up, isn't this the food that is delivered to the door, it just happens to make me hungry, this young man is good, he is a material that can be made.

Completely ignoring Han Chusheng's pose for taking pictures with professional models on the side, and ignoring the eyes of the girls in the class and some ambiguous voices, Zhao Wanxi opened the bag and ate it, although she didn't know what this steamed bun with meat was, it still tasted good.

Hey, and the soup.

Qi Fei looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and then pushed Zhao Wanxi with his shoulder, leaned on her ear, and whispered: "Didn't you throw away his breakfast, how did you eat it today?" ”

"Throw it away? Why throw it away? Is it poisoned? ”

Zhao Wanxi stopped chewing, looked at the hamburger that took a big bite, and looked at the vegetable leaves and yellow and white things mixed together, a little disgusting.

"How can it be poisonous, I just bought it at McDonald's today, it's still hot, look at this soup, this milk tea, and crispy hash browns."

Han Chusheng looked like he was in a hurry to prove himself, fumbled in the bag, took out the things he bought, and displayed them in person.

Zhao Wanxi felt that it was better to be cautious, put down the hamburger in her hand, and even spit out the unchewed bite in her mouth.

In order to prove that the breakfast he bought was not poisonous, Han Chusheng demonstrated that he ate breakfast on the spot, and after eating it all, the class bell rang, and he still had the last bite of unchewed food in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it alive, but in order to prove that it was not poisonous and couldn't spit it out, he said hesitantly: "What is the dirty class, it's early for you (I'll come to you after class)"

Then his image collapsed among the girls in the entire third class, and he imagined that the male god was actually lacking roots, who could stand this?

Qi Fei looked at Han Chusheng's departing back, and also let out a long sigh, "Alas, pity this face." ”

The second session is a language lesson.

The Chinese teacher is a fair-skinned and beautiful young homeroom teacher in the summer, less than thirty years old can already take charge of the graduating class alone, last year's parents are still noisy to change teachers, and the final grades are competing to give gifts to the teacher, hoping to mention more of their own children.

As soon as the Chinese teacher came to the stage, he immediately mentioned the matter of history class, and the seriousness of his face made the students nervous.

"I've already heard about the last class, well done!" Xia shrugged her eyebrows, smiled slightly, and gave Zhao Wanxi a thumbs up, she had long known that Shi Yongjian was not good at teaching when he was teaching, and there was nothing in the first year of high school, so he couldn't rely on students to study on his own in the future, his grades would definitely be pulled down, and the head teachers of the other two key classes would not be ridiculed at that time? With Zhao Wanxi's good start, and then talk to the principal, I believe it is still very promising to get him away.

"But you have to be careful during this time, Shi Yongjian is cautious, holding grudges is certain, although it is not an underworld or has any background, but it is a scoundrel, so be careful. The boys in our class had better protect Zhao Wanxi, don't let her be hurt, you must be uncomfortable watching the little beauty cry, right? ”

As soon as the head teacher's voice fell, some boys in the back of the classroom looked at each other in a few people, and said to each other with an ambiguous face that they wanted to protect Zhao Wanxi, just looking at the direction of the boys, Summer secretly wrote down their names, these are the objects of possible early love, and they must be strictly supervised, this is only the second year of high school, isn't falling in love tantamount to self-destruction of the future?

Zhao Wanxi looked at Xia Xia and nodded, thoughtfully, this teacher looks very good, this kind of thing can be said in class, and it can be seen that Shi Yongjian's popularity is not very good among teachers, and it is terrifying.

The language class is still relatively simple, after all, he was the king of a country, and if he didn't even know the words, he would be evil, but Zhao Wanxi was very interested in modern vernacular literature, and just wrote what he said, although he had to write a little more, it was much more convenient to read, thanks to this kind of thing called paper.

In addition to Zhao Wanxi's curiosity, Qi Fei was also curious about why she looked at Zhao Wanxi's posture of holding a pen today as if she was holding a brush.

When you are immersed in it, you will feel that time flies, and it will not be long before the class ends.

Han Chusheng arrived as promised.

At this time, Han Chusheng had already cleaned up, and he still looked spicy and handsome, Qi Fei looked at him full of scenes where he couldn't swallow a hamburger, as if his childhood fantasy collapsed, and the disillusionment of the male god was sometimes as simple as that.

"Look, I'm not dead, doesn't that prove that there's no poison in there."

"This classmate doesn't want to go to class, you hurry back to your own class."

When I stepped off the podium in the summer, I found that the students in other classes had already run in before I went out, and I actually came to find Zhao Wanxi, and I was even a little upset with the boys in my class, although the rabbit doesn't eat the grass by the nest, you can't watch the boys in other classes chase the girls in our class, if the boys in the class in your college can have a little courage, you won't be alone until now......