Chapter 150: I Am a Bad Student (Part II)

What's the situation?

What about the good pale blue halo of love?

Zheng Yifan grabbed the yellow lump on his shoulder with his backhand, and with lightning speed, he leaned forward slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the yellow lump fell to the left front.

Zheng Yifan smiled, lowered his eyebrows, thought about it, and lay down on the table again.

This is a unique treatment, he is disrespectful, so let's enjoy it for the squad leader of class 5.

UFO?

Ling Mengchu turned his head to take a look, and reached out to catch the lump of yellow that had slipped down.

Hey, this pale blue halo is so beautiful. It's just the color that Ryoko likes!

Glancing back, I saw the sleeves of my school uniform that were cleaner than my own.

It's kind of acquaintance!

Ling Mengchu smiled, put the light blue halo blanket on He Shiling's body, patted her shoulder gently, and sleep in peace!

Then, turning his head, he continued to look at the textbook.

This should be Mr. Zhu's voice, right?

Ling Mengchu glanced up at the fashionable and delicate Zhu Yan again, and lowered his head again, this round and jade voice is too recognizable!

Sure enough, it's Jingyun's teacher!

Is this a double-sided blanket?

Geng Xinyu was slightly stunned, and looked at the pale blue halo, oh, the clouds a few times.

Was it just reversed?

Teacher Zhu, too, cute!

Geng Xinyu glanced at the podium twice, Zhu Yan, whose eyebrows and eyes were like silk, slightly turned his head to the left, and his delicate facial features looked over at this time, with a few elegant, and the style revealed between his eyebrows had a little fairy appearance against the background of black and white.

So loving!

Geng Xinyu turned his head with a low smile, looked at the textbook in front of him, and glanced at the sleeve next to his arm.

Go over there!

Geng Xinyu gently nudged Zheng Yifan with his elbow.

Hey? Don't move, load!

Pushed again, still not moving? Keep loading!

I pushed it again, but it still didn't move! It's exciting, isn't it?

Geng Xinyu kicked Zheng Yifan and turned his head to look at Na Yi next to his sleeve.

Is this school uniform an old dress that has been worn for two and a half years?

Geng Xinyu glanced at his school uniform, a year and a half of tap water washed, the original ocean-like dark blue has gradually faded into azure blue, blue and white against the traces of the passage of time, at first glance it is a sophomore in high school.

And that Rao school uniform is still an ocean of dark blue? The white part, like freshly bleached, is white and flawless!

Didn't you borrow this clothes?

Geng Xinyu glanced forward at Ling Mengchu's school uniform, and like his own, he also retreated to azure blue, working the road to light blue.

Geng Xinyu looked back at the dark blue school uniform that was the same as the first year of high school, retracted his right hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Yiyan has a long way to go!

The time of this phoenix nirvana is estimated to be very long.

Zheng Yifan tilted his head, pillowed on his right arm, and looked at Geng Xinyu, who was frowning slightly.

Where to look?

Look at the face!

Everyone is wearing the same blue and white school uniform, what is there to see?

I pushed and kicked just now, just to let him look back at the school uniform together?

The idea of rain is always so strange!

Zheng Yifan raised his left hand and put it on the textbook in front of Geng Xinyu.

The beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, no thanks.

Well? Eye-catching?

Geng Xinyu looked at the arm in front of him who suddenly moved, and blinked his eyes, it was the dark blue school uniform!

Why? It's a beating again, isn't it?

Geng Xinyu glanced at Zheng Yifan, and glanced at the sleeve in front of him again, wasn't he still pretending to be asleep just now?

Ready to sleepwalk now?

Well? Do you want to push him back?

Geng Xinyu hesitated, glanced at Zhu Yan on the podium, and remembered the past when he had just failed to push three times just now, and his eyes blinked slightly.

"Hiss-" Zheng Yifan gasped silently, and was about to raise his hand to rub his legs, but suddenly remembered that his left hand was still being watched, so he couldn't help but withdraw it.

Kick him again!

A gentle girl is always so violent, and she still has it after the age of eighteen?

It's good to fight all over the campus invincible!

No one dared to provoke her except him.

Zheng Yifan looked at Geng Xinyu's slightly trembling eyelashes and couldn't help sighing.

The sourness on this leg is really stronger than Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles!

After class in a while, I have to tell Xu Ji that don't forget to buy four bottles of vinegar at noon.

Geng Xinyu glanced down at the dark blue sleeves in front of him, turned his head to look at Zheng Yifan, and took his hand away.

What are you doing with her? Get your hands off the way!

Geng Xinyu lowered his head and glanced at the dark blue sleeves in front of him again, and then looked at Zheng Yifan, do you still want to fight?

The man smiled, did not respond, and looked at her with a quiet smile.

Geng Xinyu was slightly stunned, what was on her face?

She is not Li Mengmeng, she just rubbed the incense of a goddess.

What is he looking at?

Geng Xinyu looked at Zheng Yifan's smiling face, the man tilted his head and leaned on his right arm, with a gentle smile on his face, just meeting her gaze.

Those eyes were very beautiful, as bright as the morning, without the slightest impurity, and in those smiling eyes, she suddenly saw her own image.

Geng Xinyu blinked his eyes, this distance was a bit close.

It was so close that it reminded her of her first encounter in the top 100 list.

Geng Xinyu raised her hand to comb the hair on her sideburns, lowered her head, and saw the fingers under the dark blue sleeves in front of her, with distinct bones, slender and clean, and were gently tapping the textbook in front of her rhythmically, and she didn't seem to touch her thumb pinching the corner of the textbook.

Well? Geng Xinyu's eyes widened slightly, staring at the pair of slender and clean fingers that moved to the edge of the textbook, rhythmically clicking on the desk on the side of the textbook, making a slight sound.

Uncle's! This shameless person who is underbeaten actually dares to tease her!

Geng Xinyu grabbed the sleeve in front of him and smashed it to the right.

A chain kick at your feet!

Oh! Zheng Yifan came back to his senses and looked at his sleeves that were lifted.

What's the situation? Glancing at Geng Xinyu, the man's face was slightly angry, and his cheeks were dyed with a faint red, like a moon flower still stained with dew in the garden in the early morning.

Zheng Yifan was slightly stunned, this scene seems to have happened before, how can it be so familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Hiss-" The soreness on his legs brought Zheng Yifan back to his senses.

Is this being kicked again?

Why?

He was kind enough to play her finger-tapping table version of the horse's hoof clattering music, but he could also be kicked violently?

Zheng Yifan rubbed his left arm, reached out and rubbed his sour leg, and looked at Geng Xinyu with an aggrieved expression.

Geng Xinyu shook his toes, and coldly glanced at Zheng Yifan, who was in pain, this is the lesson!

The next time you dare to tease her, you will be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth!

After the fan reading, the students are asked to turn the textbook to the words section at the back and ask the students to read the new words aloud. That's it, the new boy! ”

Zhu Yan's round and jade voice came from the podium.

A group of eyes instantly shifted from the podium to the front left of the classroom.

As soon as Zheng Yifan turned around, he met Zhu Yan's delicate smile, his eyebrows and eyes were like silk, his eyes were flowing, and his face was sure that it was yours.

"Teacher, I can't read." Zheng Yifan glanced at Geng Xinyu and stood up, "My English is not good, I am, a bad student, or, please others, classmates, demonstrate it again." ”

finished, without waiting for Zhu Yan to respond, he sat down by himself.

Poor? When everyone heard this, in an instant, it was messy.

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