The politics teacher is a woman at the forefront of the times.

Bald on both sides of the head, with a handful of hair tied back in the middle. The clothing is cutting-edge, hip-hop clothing, not to mention how handsome it looks, in short, there is no femininity.

Jianghu said: Brother Yang.

The name is even cooler, Yang Yang.

Not much to say, everyone understands.

Since the politics teacher assigned a political memorization every night, the teachers of various subjects have scrambled to assign homework, but they have been ruthlessly rejected by the students.

Rao is a subject, and Beitang Weixuan also feels deprived of the fun of the night.

What was supposed to be a small night of wind and wine tasting turned into a bean lantern bitter reading.

Fortunately, Beitang Wei's back was fast enough, so he saved a little time for recreation.

The next day, ask questions as usual.

"I memorized it all last night!"

"No, no, no, no familiarity!"

"Is it not memorized or not memorized? That's going to be smoked too! ”

Everyone sighed, knowing that they couldn't escape the catastrophe, so they buried their heads in their backs, and their small mouths were grunting.

"Bai Shu!"

"Ji Xijiu!"

A few people were pumped one after another, and suddenly a "Beitang Weixuan" pulled her out of Youzai.

Beitang Weixuan's nerves tensed, and he stood up in a rebound and spoke, but he was stuck.

Her face was hot in embarrassment, and she hurriedly looked down, then looked up and memorized it fluently.

"It's a good back."

Brother Yang appreciated.

Beitang Weiying sat down when he heard the sound, and Lin Yubai at the same table kept laughing:

"You can memorize it, I'm laughing to death, I thought you were going to stand and wait for the next day to line up!"

Beitang Weiying patted his chest confidently,

"That's not it, how can I not carry it, you still worry about yourself!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Yubai playfully, and then turned his head proudly.

She knew that Lin Yubai would not be able to carry it.

Sure enough, Lin Yubai's face instantly pale,

"Don't fight for righteousness, take me under the knife!"

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After class, Baili Hitomi ran over to discuss countermeasures with Beitang Weiying.

"Can't be cheaper!"

Beitang Weiying still didn't let go, she didn't want to relax this matter, unless Sun Weihao was sincere.

After eating at noon, Beitang Weiying and Baili Hitomi walked into the dormitory arm in arm.

There are a few girls not far away, including two girls who asked for QQ yesterday.

Beitang Weiying glanced at it lightly, and saw that the girl with the appearance of a little Lori was waiting for her unhappily, stabbed the classmate next to her, pointed at Beitang Weiying and said:

"That's her!"

Beitang Weixuan's face did not fluctuate, but he felt very ridiculous in his heart, and turned his head to Baili Tong:

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard you, what did they say you were doing?"

"Whatever! Let them talk, and those who are clear will clear themselves. ”

Beitang Weixuan raised an eyebrow.

She raised her eyebrows to be good-looking, with a hint of cynicism.

The third floor of the dormitory

Yu Zhen was standing in front of the window, thinking about her thoughts.

Naturally, he saw Beitang Weixuan passing underneath.

Fei Yiwen was joking, and the other boys in the dormitory were also coaxing,

"Brother Hazel, ouch, that's not Beitang Weixuan!"

"Say hello, don't you say I'm going to shout for you!"

A boy made a gesture to shout out the window, but was stopped by Yu Zhen.

"You're going to shout? Well? Believe it or not, I'll throw you out! ”

After Yu Zhen finished speaking, she left the windowsill, walked to her bed, and lay down.

Beitang Weiying returned to the dormitory and read the novel as usual, she would not sleep until half past twelve.

Somehow, looking at the handsome comic face of the hero in the novel, she thought of Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen also has an absolutely perfect comic face.

That day, Sunday, Beitang Weixuan came to the dormitory early and was greeted by a tall sunny boy.

When she looked over, it was Yu Zhen.

It was mid-afternoon, and the sun poured down on his face, gilding his side face with a golden glow.

A pair of eyes under the black wire frame were full of light, staring at Beitang Weixuan motionlessly.

Beitang Weiying was reluctant to take his eyes off and kept staring, not feeling rude at all.

Beitang Weiying was wearing a black fluorescent coat that day, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but Yu Zhen took the lead in turning away from his eyes and walked into the men's dormitory.

Beitang Weiying walked indifferently to the women's dormitory, but her heart was surging, for the first time in her life, she knew what it meant to be excited, suitable talent, I am afraid!

She went back to the dormitory without talking to anyone, but went back to the bed and buried her head, she wanted to imprint that golden glow of her face in her mind, never to disappear.

When someone was talking to her, she couldn't tell who was talking, but repeatedly replied "I'm sleepy, don't talk".

A sweet smile hung on the corner of her mouth buried in the pillow, she was so happy, her heart seemed to be knocked open, and she broke into a person.

It lasted until the afternoon, and Beitang Weixuan's shyness disappeared.

Lin Yubai was very strange and asked:

"What's wrong with you, why do you keep laughing inexplicably, what's so happy. Or are you dreaming at noon, why is your face so red, like a red apple? ”

Beitang Weixuan but smiled silently.

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