In the classroom, the people who were in a daze and wandered outside the world were really startled, and the whole person trembled, not knowing what was happening, but subconsciously cheered up and looked up at the podium. And then. They found that it was not the political teachers who found out that someone did not listen to the lecture and violated discipline.

The students were stunned for a moment, and then turned to look left and right.

There was an insider's eye signal, and in the end, the eyes of the whole class gathered together, the penultimate row of the middle group, Han Yi.

That Young Master Han's face was obviously unhappy, he stretched his body, leaned on the back of the chair in an extremely lazy and uninhibited posture, and a pair of long legs stretched out from under the table as if they were about to go to the sky, and rested on the chair in front of him.

And above his legs, in the middle of the aisle of the two groups in the second and third rows, there was a lone political book, which was spread out and lying face down on the floor.

Class, "......"

So, is this master tempered again?

How hard does it take to smash a book on the table to fly that far? No wonder it made such a loud noise.

However, what is the matter with a lot of dark coolness that inexplicably wells up in my heart?

The political teacher, who had not yet started the board book, turned around and threw the chalk on the table without saying a word.

Today's two classes, two such things happened in a connection, and this time the nature is so bad, he simply didn't hold back the breath he held in the last class, and asked in a tone that counts the old accounts together, "Who lost it?" ”

At this time, no one in the class dared to squeak, first, they didn't dare, and second, no one was interested in betraying their classmates, especially when it was very pleasant.

didn't say anything, but when they heard the questioning, everyone who was shocked couldn't help but betray themselves and others in their eyes.

With the scene of the accident as the center, most of the first and second groups of people who sat far away turned their eyes to Han Yi, who looked unhappy and indifferent.

A small group of people who were sitting closer to the scene of the accident were peeking at Jiang Xin with their eyes, and their expressions were strange and complicated.

The political teacher on the podium naturally did not let go of the small movements below, threw down the things in his hand and strode down, stepped over the political book on the ground, and came to the seat where he stood in the previous class, between Jiang Xin and Han Yi.

"You two, who did that?"

In fact, after coming down, he saw that Jiang Xin had textbooks on his desk, but Han Yi did not have them on his desk, and the answer was clear at a glance, but he wanted to ask.

Han Yi raised his fingertips and picked the tails of his eyes, his eyes turned around, and he chuckled as if he had heard some nice joke, "Knowingly asked." ”

The whole class, "......" teenagers, do you know that you are adding fuel to the fire?

Sure enough, the political teacher let Jiang Xin go, smiled at Han Yi and nodded, "What did you do, explain." ”

Han Yi sat up a little straighter, although he was sitting, the momentum on his body was not inferior to that of the standing teacher, and his voice was soft.

"Teacher, remind you that it's 6:31, 31 minutes before school ends. Do you know how many people will have to study late because you can't eat dinner because of your wishful thinking, and how many people will go hungry and have stomach problems? ”

A few classmates whose eyes were still wandering between Jiang Xin and Han Yi suddenly fell silent when they heard this.

At first, I thought that Han Yi was a person who had a temper with the young master, but when he heard the words, he felt that his face was burning with shame under the cool air conditioner, and he spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!

And the political teacher obviously didn't eat this set at all, and his voice was as loud as a bell, "I don't know, but I know that these people who can't eat and have stomach problems have nothing to do with you, why don't they stand up and ask you to do it themselves?" ”