Beitang Weiying returned to the classroom, and the next class in the class schedule was math again.

She sighed, as if there was always endless math every day.

She simply lay down on the table and fell asleep. Listening to the math teacher's sluggish tone was slower than a lullaby. But she didn't dare to lie down for too long, and their lovely homeroom teacher was in front of her at the moment!

From time to time, he would look up and observe our state of learning.

Lin Yubai stabbed Beitang Weiyi,

"Don't sleep, pig! Beware of drooling! ”

"If you don't want to, you have to sleep! Hum! ”

The two fought.

How boring it is to listen to lectures!

Suddenly, Beitang Weiying's back was stabbed, she pouted and turned back,

"Who stabbed me?"

"There was a teacher standing there on the windowsill just now..."

Du Yucheng whispered to Beitang Weimeng.

Beitang Weiying turned her head and looked at Lin Yubai, she couldn't help but slap Lin Yubai a few times,

"Did you hear that? Just now the teacher was on the windowsill! ”

"I heard..."

Lin Yubai was obviously shocked.

"He's not going to see us messing around, is he? Oops! It's time to go to the little blackboard! ”

Beitang Weiying turned his head and asked Du Yucheng again,

"Eh, did he see the two of us?"

Du Yucheng whispered impatiently:

"I don't know, I don't see it! The math teacher is watching, turn around! ”

Beitang Weiying shrunk his neck and turned his head back, stealing a glance at the math teacher.

Call! Good thing I didn't see it!

Seriously, the math teacher is a personable grandmother among the older teachers. Occasionally, she wears a deep red cheongsam, outlining a delicate figure, and she is alive and well off the demeanor of a young grandmother in the Republic of China. Occasionally, he wears a fashionable black tracksuit, and is at the forefront of the trend.

But Beitang Weiying didn't like her lectures at all, I don't know if the grandmothers are like this, they speak slowly, although they are clear enough, but they will always make people impatient.

In math class, she was rightfully deserted.

Throwing notes, talking little things, drawing small pictures····· In short, don't learn!

Fortunately, she sat in the penultimate row, and there was no shortage of people to play with.

But Beitang Weiying's math class couldn't go on, and he was worried and restless.

What if it's on the little blackboard!

That's a big deal!

I'm going to be talked to by the head teacher again!

Alas, Long Long! Alas, lovely homeroom teacher!

This class was very difficult, and Beitang Weiying couldn't settle down. The thought that his name might now be hanging proudly on the small blackboard is not a good feeling.

Her heart twitched for a while, and her whole body seemed to be empty.

Lin Yubai was not as nervous as her, and comforted her and said:

"Don't worry! No way! ”

How can this be unreasonable?

Beitang Weiying glanced at her and chose to ignore her.

As soon as the bell struck after class, Beitang Weiying slapped Lin Yubai,

"Hurry, hurry! Let's go! ”

The two of them saw that the teacher had just stepped out of the classroom on his front feet, and they followed closely behind him and ran out of the classroom.

They ran from the third floor to the first floor at a rapid pace, and the last eight steps of the last staircase, Beitang Weixuan jumped down almost all at once!

She didn't care about the pain, and looked at the little blackboard.

On the small blackboard, it was written "The penultimate first and second in the west and second rows of the sixth class of high school"

Beitang Weiying's heart skipped a beat, her eyes were stunned, and she didn't relax for a while.

Second to last in the second row?

Isn't that her?

But she thought again, no, I haven't spoken to Brother Qi in the back!

She focused on the "West" again, and always felt that something was wrong.