It's one thing to be absent-minded, it's one thing not to want to listen to the class, but as for whether it will .... It's another story.

He Le listened with a headache,

"You think you're so good that you don't need a teacher to teach you, do you?"

For the first time, he felt that it was also a trouble for students to have too good academic performance.

Yu Huan lowered his eyes slightly, and said something that made people want to hammer and shoot his head every minute,

"Not really, but it sounds pretty easy for the time being, not that difficult."

He Le was once again suffering from a myocardial infarction.

This kid really owes a beating.

"If it sounds simple, you have to listen to the class well, otherwise you will be like you in the future, what do you think?!"

Yu Huan flattened his mouth,

"Last time, you said that if all the students in the class were like me, you would save a lot of worry."

Every time he taught the students in the class, he either took her as an example or Fu Han as an example, and even threatened that if he had learned it like the two of them, he wouldn't care if he went out in class to throw the shot put.

She's just going to be distracted now, and he hasn't called her to the office for a lecture.

“.......”

As a homeroom teacher who can't scare students, He Le feels that his head hurts.

In the end, he could only wave his hand,

"Take the physics paper back, and also, if you can't get the first place in the next exam, you can just copy the book."

Anyway, she said she would, so she should accumulate more knowledge.

Yu Huan: "........"

It's ruthless.

Yu Huan finally took the test papers back to class, sent the test papers down one by one, and then looked at his papers, except for a miscalculation, there was nothing wrong.

Then, she lay on her desk and waited for the class to end.

In the days when Lin Jing was away, time seemed to pass a little slowly.

It's hard.

After the fourth class, Huan packed up his things and left, bought two rice bowls at the school gate, and went straight to Lin Jingshi's house.

I have to say that the moment she saw the boy, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lin Jing watched the door, he saw a girl with a red face who ran, and stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair on his forehead.

"What are you doing running so fast?"

Yu Huan looked at the thin young man in front of him who was still wearing pajamas and smiled,

"Of course I miss you!"

Lin Jingshi listened and hooked the tip of her nose,

"Why are you getting better at talking?"

Yu Huan raised his eyebrows,

"The one who is close to the ink is black."

The implication is that if you stay with him a lot, you will naturally be flamboyant.

Lin Jingshi smiled when he heard this,

"You're scolding me again, aren't you?"

The little girl has always kissed her mouth.

Yu Huan was noncommittal, entered the door and put down the two rice bowls,

"Are you getting better with a cold?"

Lin Jingshi lowered his head and hummed, casually leaning against the door frame not far away,

"Much better."

"Come over for dinner."

Yu Huan set the tableware,

"Finish your meal and take your medicine."

Lin Jingshi walked over with steps and sat opposite Yu Huan.

The two of them were talking, and after eating, it was already a little closer.

Yu Huan had dried boiled water for Lin Jing and asked him to wait for twenty minutes before taking medicine.

Lin Jing cleaned up the dining table and came over to sit side by side on the sofa with her, coughing twice from time to time.

Yu Huan leaned on his side, calculated the time, and handed over the water cup and medicine,

"No, take the medicine."

Fever and cold, a large handful of capsules and pills, one of which was very bitter and bitter, Lin Jing seemed to be used to it, swallowed it in one bite, and never blinked.

And the next moment, someone stuffed a candy in his mouth.

Sweet and silky.