Jiang Suwan couldn't help laughing, and the already pleasant voice laughed inexplicably infectious.

is different from Wei Ge's smile, Jiang Suwan's smile can be called happy.

The emotions between his eyebrows and eyes were so joyful, which made Wei Ge ashamed of himself.

Wei Ge couldn't understand why someone could be as simple and easy to understand as Jiang Suwan.

If you laugh, you must be happy, if you blush, you must be shy, and if you frown, you must have encountered trouble.

He couldn't help but take a serious look at Jiang Suwan's face-

A pair of big children's peach blossom eyes, when the eyelids are lowered, the long eyelashes will fall a gentle shadow.

Beneath the bridge of her nose, which is just right high, are two soft lips, and when she laughs, this delicate face becomes as cute as a child.

Is this the so-called smile and smile all beautiful?

The ghost sent Wei Ge to reach out and touch the top of Jiang Suwan's head, touching the warmth and fragrance of the sun falling on her hair.

"Jiang Suwan, be a friend."

Wei Ge was a little immersed in his own vision and couldn't extricate himself, and his angular and heroic face became warm.

A grumpy boy was cured by this simple action.

But before he could enjoy it for five seconds, Jiang Suwan had already put away his smile and stepped back, out of his touch.

It just so happened that the bell rang at this time, which could be regarded as relieving Wei Ge's embarrassment of being rejected by Jiang Suwan.

But when he came back to his senses, he did know that something was wrong with his actions, but he didn't regret it—

A proud and perverse boy like him would not feel that there was anything wrong with such an active behavior.

And looking at the back of Jiang Su running away into the classroom at night, he smiled a little victoriously.

It seems that moving to a small southern town is really a cure.

"This time, Jiang Xu got 145 in the late exam, and no one else went to 140, but I was content because this time our class was the first."

"There are 18 people in our class who have more than 130 points, which is more than the 20 class that has always been in the first place."

"Although Wei Ge took the mock exam before the third year of high school under my urging, I regret that the make-up exam results were not satisfactory."

"So after weighing the pros and cons, I think I can hire a classmate to be a tutor for you."

The English teacher pinned a strand of hair behind her ear with her hand, and her gentle gaze fell on the class.

English teacher Chen Siyi is a well-known good-natured female bodhisattva.

But because she has a good temper, most of the students in the class respect her very much.

The English teacher pushed her glasses, a little hesitant who should be the tutor who would be the most suitable tutor.

"Teacher Chen."

Weigo sat by the wall.

He likes to the front of his stool and lean against the wall as if he were sitting on a chaise longue.

Chen Siyi looked at Wei Ge and nodded for him to speak.

"You didn't have my permission to choose a tutor, did you?"

Chen Siyi didn't expect that Wei Ge, who seriously cooperated with the make-up exam a few days ago, would now embarrass himself in public in such a strange way.

She has always been liked by students, but today she ended up in such a situation, she didn't know what to say for a while.

But her embarrassment soon faded.

I saw Wei Ge suddenly sit upright, and the stool was still cocked and suddenly fell to the ground, making a really big noise in the quiet classroom.

"Teacher, I have to choose my own tutor."

"What are the right people for you?"

Wei Ge smiled and raised his eyebrows, pointing at a man with his chin raised.

And that person is Jiang Suwan, who is buried in finding the grammar points in the wrong questions.

"Hey."

Wei Ge whistled towards Jiang Suwan, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Suwan's position was only three or four years away from Wei Ge.

Wei Ge sat in the last row of the first group, and Jiang Suwan sat in the third row of the third group.

Chen Siyi didn't expect it to be Jiang Suwan.

To tell the truth, it should not be his proud protégé Jiang Suwan who is suitable for Wei Ge to be a tutor.

As he struggled with whether he should refuse to pick another person, his cello-like magnetic voice once again rippled through the class.

"Jiang Suwan, I just want her."

As soon as these words landed, they set off thousands of waves in the class-

This is too dangerous to say something else.

Chen Siyi's eyes widened slightly, still thinking about when his good student fell in love-

found that Jiang Suwan didn't care about what happened in the class at all, and kept keeping his head down to read the wrong questions.

Only then did she feel relieved.

"Ahem, Jiang Suwan's excellent grades are all through continuous hard work."

"She may not have enough time to help people tutor, but if she can't, I'll help you tutor myself."

"Then I won't make it up."

Wei Ge obviously didn't finish his sentence, and raised his voice again.

"Do you say yes, Jiang, Xu, late."

Jiang Suwan heard someone shouting to himself, raised his head and looked around in confusion, until he met the provocative gaze of Wei Ge in the back row.

What's going on, it's him again.

Jiang Suwan pursed her lips and did not sit still.

"What's wrong?"