It wasn't until the second period of class that the teacher had just entered the classroom with the textbook.

"Report."

Hearing the familiar lazy voice, Wen Mian subconsciously looked over.

The boy grabbed his pocket with one hand, carried a cup of milk tea with the other, and was standing lazily.

"Come in." The teacher beckoned.

Gu Ran walked in nonchalantly, walked to Wen Mian, put the milk tea on her table, and then returned to her seat.

He looked in a good mood, and the corners of his lips were raised.

Wen Mian was stunned for a moment and tilted his head, "For me?" ”

"Or else?" Gu Ran snorted, leaned forward, and lowered his voice, "I heard that I didn't come to class, are you worried?" ”

Wen Mian subconsciously glanced at Shen Jiachen: "......"

It must have been him.

However, I was really worried, so I didn't deny it.

She touched her nose and nodded obediently, "You promised me before that you would try not to skip class." ”

“……”

Seeing the little girl looking at him seriously, Gu Ran was very weak-hearted.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." He pursed his thin lips and said in a lazy voice, "Not in the future, okay?" ”

The boy's voice was low and a little magnetic.

Especially when he said "whether it's good or not", he wrung out a little inexplicable gentleness.

Wen Mian's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and he didn't open his eyes, "Uh-huh, let's listen to the class." ”

"Tsk." Shen Jiachen couldn't help but say, "Ran Ye, are you not doing this?" ”

is such a fierce master, just like his grandson in front of the sleeping girl.

Gu Ran glanced at him, his voice didn't fluctuate, "Huh? ”

“……”

Shen Jiachen couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, not daring to say it.

But he has never been afraid of death, and likes to be crazy on the edge of danger.

"You're like this now, don't you have to be a strict wife in the future?" After Shen Jiachen finished speaking, he quickly moved his stool and stayed away from him.

However, Gu Ran didn't get mad, but he didn't know what he thought, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Shen Jiachen: "......"

Yes, I don't know what my own Burning Master is making up in his brain again.

——

Friday.

During the regular class meeting, the head teacher, Lao Song, entered the classroom with a sigh.

"Guess what I just did."

Few classmates listened to him, and there was everything he was doing.

Wen Mian hurriedly relieved the siege, "Teacher, what are you doing?" ”

"That's right, old Song, what are you doing?"

As soon as her words fell, Gu Ran also said a word.

At this moment, the whole class suddenly looked in their direction, and smiled ambiguously.

Lao Song raised his eyebrows, thinking of something, he sighed again and again, "I was reprimanded by the grade director." ”

"Poofhahahaha......"

"Why have you been disciplined again......"

"It's really ......"

Old Song frowned, "It's not because of you?" ”

Seeing him put on a serious face, the classmates were suddenly silenced.

"Let's be next to class A, the first grade in the class is the first time, and the grade is in the class for the first time, you look at our class."

"If you can't study, we must at least keep up with the hygiene discipline, right?"

"There is no harm if there is no comparison, the grade director said, this semester will focus on the assessment of class Z of each grade, if you keep dragging the school back, we will disassemble our class next semester, and you will all be scattered to other classes, and there will be no class Z in the future."

"By the way, next week is the monthly exam, the first monthly exam, if the class grades are not improved compared with the final grades of the previous semester, your homeroom teacher in the future is likely not to be me."

Like his little ancestor is the sweetest, please collect: () His little ancestor is the sweetest, and the new Lewen is the fastest.