Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Breeze and the Moon are Chang Feng

"But Liu Ci, do you know where you are now?" Seeing that Liu Ci didn't raise his head, the owner of this voice began to speak strangely.

When Liu Ci heard this voice, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he found that Meng Dekang, the arithmetic gentleman who was originally lecturing in front of the hall, had already stood beside him at some point.

The two of them went to get the piece of straw paper on Liu Ci's table almost at the same time, but Liu Ci was about to take the lead and stuffed it directly into his arms.

"Hand it over to me!" When the old man saw someone contradicting her like this, he blew his beard and glared at Liu Ci.

He has been teaching for so many years, and he has never met such a stubborn student, just ignoring his lectures in class, and even drawing some things from his little daughter's house, does he really not exist as a math gentleman?

Liu Ci smiled at Meng Dekang's flattery, and said: "Mr. Meng, your class is very good, and it is easy to understand and has benefited me a lot, in fact, I have listened to it all, I just understood, so I deserted, but don't be angry, if you are angry with your body, it will not be worth it." ”

Liu Ci tried to say something good to Meng Dekang and asked him to ignore this matter, but unexpectedly, Liu Ci's coaxing method, which was effective no matter who he used, did not coax Meng Dekang at this time.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over that thing in your arms to me!"

Meng Dekang has passed the year of the sixtieth year, and has experienced so many things, so naturally he will not be confused by Liu Ci's rhetoric, or the thing that grabbed the straw paper.

Liu Ci looked at Meng Dekang's stern expression and already knew that if he didn't hand over the straw paper now, he was afraid that there would be no good life in the future.

Forget it, the real-time operator is Junjie, it's a big deal to draw it again after she goes back, anyway, everything is in her head, and no one can take it away.

Liu Ci thought about it, so he took out the straw paper in his arms and handed it to Meng Dekang.

Meng Dekang unfolded the crumpled straw paper in his hand and looked at it again, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he snorted coldly and said to Liu Ci: "I see that you don't dare to be interested in my class, so don't go outside and think about it!" Don't set foot in the house without my permission! ”

Liu Ci pouted helplessly, walked out of the house, and went out quietly, he could just think carefully about the details of the limited-time hairpin.

An hour later.

Meng Dekang felt that the time was almost up, so he went outside the house to call Liu Ci in and preach again, but who would have thought that when he came out, he saw Liu Ci standing against the wall and falling asleep.

"Liu Ci!"

An earth-shattering roar made the students in the room look at the movement here, and of course, it also woke up Liu Ci without exception.

Seeing Meng Dekang's dark face, Liu Cigang said "not good" in his heart, and before he could defend himself, he heard his words that were obviously completely furious.

"Tell your parents to come and see the dean with me this afternoon! I still don't believe that no one can cure you bad student! ”

Liu Ci couldn't help but stroke her forehead, she had just said not long ago not to make trouble for Su Xiachi and Liu Nange.

"It's impossible to call the parents, but I can go with you to the dean, and you have the final say on what punishment you have."

She just drew a hairpin design drawing during class, and he did other things on the basis of his own knowledge of this course, and he didn't know how to do the questions, how could he be defined as a bad student?

This gentleman is also a little arbitrary, if he asks him to call her parents today, such a stinky gentleman, he doesn't know how to count her parents, so it is impossible for her to call her parents over.

"Good! Okay you! ”

Meng Dekang was so angry that he couldn't speak, he had been a teacher all his life, and he had never encountered such a situation, his students had always respected him, how could he meet someone who talked back like himself.

"You can go with me to see the dean now, there is a bad student like you in the academy, and you won't be able to live in peace for a day!"

He had an impression of this Liu Ci before, he didn't talk much on weekdays, and his grades were not good, but fortunately, at least he would listen to the lectures in class, so he never cared about her.

It's a good day, it's so rampant!

Liu Ci wanted to appease Meng Dekang first, but now he was very excited, and he was angry and couldn't listen to anyone's words at all.

It is estimated that if she dares to say more now, this old man will be able to blow up in an instant, forget it, he should remain silent.

Liu Ci was led all the way into a small courtyard with a very nice view.

In the pavilion of the courtyard was a stone table and several stools, and in front of him sat a man wearing a navy blue carved silk bamboo with his back to them.

Meng Dekang, who was still angry, shook at this person and called out respectfully, "Lord Dean." ”

The man turned around, and Liu Ci saw his appearance clearly, and at that moment, two words appeared in Liu Ci's mind - breezy and gentle.

Liu Ci thought that the dean he was going to see today should be an old man about the same age as Meng Dekang, but he didn't expect it to be a handsome little guy with a good demeanor.

"What is the matter with Mr. Dekang coming to me today?"

There was an elegant smile on the corner of Cang Changfeng's mouth, which made people lose their temper when they looked at it.

Meng Dekang glanced at Liu Ci, who was standing honestly beside her, and thought that she knew that she was scared when she saw the dean, so she snorted coldly.

What did you do earlier, and now you know that you are scared? It's late!

"Lord Dean, this student drew some messy things during class, I asked her to go out and think about it, and she fell asleep against the wall!" Meng Dekang counted Liu Ci's "crimes" and handed over the papyrus as "evidence of the crime" to Cang Changfeng.

Cang Changfeng took the thing and looked at it, and said teasingly: "This painting is good." ”

"Dean!" Meng Dekang shouted at him and told him not to go off-topic.

The corners of Cang Changfeng's mouth still had that smile that made people feel comfortable to look at and said to Liu Ci: "Tell me, why do you do this when you are in arithmetic class?" ”

Sure enough, he was a young man, easy to communicate, and this gave her a chance to defend herself, unlike the old man, who couldn't listen to a word.

At that moment, he replied honestly: "Dean, I have learned all the things that Mr. Dekang taught, and I can still integrate them, so I don't want to waste time doing other things." ”

"What?! Ridiculous, ridiculous, your arithmetic was still at the bottom of the last test! Now you've got it? Be honest! ”

When Meng Dekang heard Liu Ci's words, he was so angry that he couldn't wait to lift the roof, he had never seen such a brazen person!