"You don't know?" Zhao Zifu explained his confusion and said: "I don't know which guy who has eaten too much and has nothing to do, wrote a report letter, saying that the two of you are early. Love. ”

"On that day, it seems that your little table mate was still called teacher."

"Some students saw the report letter when they went to the office, and everyone has been circulating it recently."

Li Shunan: "......"

No wonder the kids have been ignoring him lately.

Li Shunan pushed down the back molars with the tip of his tongue, raised his chin slightly, and threw out a word, "Damn." ”

Zhao Zifu thought he had heard it wrong.

Brother Nan is this, is he rude?

Zhao Zifu asked more: "So, what is the situation?" ”

Li Shunan's light brown eyes glanced at him, and his eyes were like ice knives wrapped in sharp blades: "Who wrote the report letter?" ”

Zhao Zifu tried hard to think about it: "I don't know, I heard that it is anonymous, which bastard dares to do it, and secretly makes some small moves behind his back." ”

Li Shunan touched the tip of his back molars and sneered: "Okay, have guts." ”

Zhao Zifu shuddered suddenly, and inexplicably felt that the air pressure around his Nan brother was a little low.

He was curious: "What are you going to do?" ”

Li Shunan's lip line straightened, and he snorted lightly: "Wasn't it reported?" ”

How does Zhao Zifu think, his brother Nan seems to be making a big move.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard his brother Nan's lazy voice speak.

"Then let it sit down."

Zhao Zifu: "......"

It took two seconds for him to react.

What he Nange meant.

Is he really going to get serious?!

—

Time seems to be fleeting.

There is only a little more than a week left until the next monthly exam.

Although Jiang Ling knew that it was a foregone conclusion that she would stay in Class 8.

But it didn't prevent her from wanting to be the first in her grade.

But since I was divided into arts and science classes, math has been much more difficult than before, and it is indeed a bit difficult.

And calculus.

Calculus is too hard.

It's obviously the content of the university, but I don't know why they want to study it.

Math class.

Li Shu Nan leaned on the wall, staring at the girl's side face for a moment.

She seemed to be running into a problem.

The little girl's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her red lips muttered from time to time, occasionally biting the cover of the pen, and then drawing two auxiliary lines on the notebook.

It's too cute.

It's so cute to be angry.

Li Shunan's arms were leaning on the table, and his light brown eyes were gentle and delicate.

Jiang Lingzhi took notes very seriously, staring at the blackboard with his eyes, as if he was completely ignoring him.

One of the types of questions that the teacher is talking about now is one that she often gets wrong.

She must listen very attentively, otherwise, she will not understand in the next second.

It's deadly.

After finally talking about this, Jiang Lingzhi tried hard to digest it, and it seemed that he didn't understand.

Li Shunan stared at her for a while with meaningful eyes, leaned over, and lightly buckled his fingers on her desktop twice: "Same table, borrow a pen." ”

During this time, Jiang Lingzhi was indeed deliberately keeping a distance from him.

And not just because of the whistleblower letter.

And, for her own reasons.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes shook slightly, and he took a gel pen from the stationery box and put it on his desktop.

Still don't say a word to him.

This state of affairs has been going on for a week.

The children's temperament is really big enough.

Li Shunan stared at the pen for a while.