Because there was no flag-raising ceremony today, there was no prompt bell for morning self-study, and just after seven o'clock, Chen Xuyang gasped and appeared at the door of the classroom.

On Saturday, only the individual results of mathematics were announced in the class group, and the ranking of the total scores had just come out, which was fresh and hot at Fan Xiao's hand.

Fan Xiao straightened out the papers, stood on the podium, looked sideways at someone holding the door frame, leaned back slightly, his fingertips touched the dark gray podium table, as if he had found something, the corners of his eyebrows were raised, and his voice asked him lazily: "Chen Xuyang, where is your schoolbag?" ”

Chen Xuyang opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to answer that he never took his schoolbag home, he came and walked empty, so he raised his eyes and stared at the death of the head teacher.

He swallowed his words wittily and gestured to his seat.

The corners of his lips twitched, revealing a well-behaved and flattering smile.

"Teacher, that, I just went to the bathroom—"

"You've been using this excuse for nearly a month and a half, when are you going to change it?"

Fan Xiao is young, and he came to Yangcheng as a teacher more than a year after graduation, so he gets along well with the students, and there is basically no generation gap. Chen Xuyang has been late for many times under her nose, and he has basically mastered some of her micro-expressions.

For example, with his hands around his chest, his face expressionless, he reached out and slipped him back to that cold and gloomy office, which was angry.

For another example, raising eyebrows, propping up the podium with his fingertips, squinting his eyes slightly, and smiling, this proves that Chen Xuyang can survive safely.

So he politely added the sentence "Mr. Fan is the most beautiful in the world," leaned down slightly, bowed a formal bow, and then unconsciously glanced at He Zhili, walked directly through the aisle gap of the first and second articles, and returned to the last row of the third one, his throne.

He Zhili lazily held the pen, and the corner of his eyebrows was unscrupulously raised.

I had several half-finished papers at hand.

Chen Xuyang: "??? ”

Is he blind?

Fan Xiao knocked on the podium, and his voice was slightly raised: "Okay, now all stand up and stand in the corridor outside the classroom, I will call one to come in and one to come in, and the one who comes in can directly choose the position he wants to sit." ”

“……”

The classmate got up lazily, and the little table mate next to Xu Youzhi was a little nervous somehow, he stretched out his hand to stop Xu Youzhi, and his voice was shaking when he spoke.

He cautiously lifted his eyes to look at her, as if he didn't know how to organize the language.

"That, class, squad leader......" He stood in front of Xu Youzhi, his fingertips clutching the corners of his clothes, "Your position at the same table, can you, help, help me keep ......"

If the next parent-teacher meeting is held, his mother will find that her table mate is no longer this Xu Youzhi, who is excellent in character and learning, and she should go to the office to find the head teacher to change seats.

"I can't."

Xu Youzhi's eyes were indifferent, her voice was quiet and cold, her lips pursed, and her fingertips lightly rested on the shoulder line of the little tablemate.

"Fight for it by strength, in fact, it's the same for whoever sits next to you, if you have a problem, you can still come to me."

The classmates stood outside, Lin Yixian hugged Xu Youzhi's arm, yawned lazily, raised his eyes slightly, and calmly fell on He Zhili.

I couldn't help but "tsk".

That's it?

It's just such a stupid zei who is good for nothing but good-looking, and easily eats the grapefruit?

In the classroom, Fan Xiao looked at the grade rankings in his hand and began to roll call.

"The first one, Xu Youzhi."

"The second, Lin Yixian."

"Third ......"