Chapter 290: The Male Theologian is in My House 10
Xin He's little face showed a smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were bright: "Okay!" Cat, you're my second biggest baby~"
Shuangmao frowned: "Who is the first?" ”
Xin He's eyebrows and eyes curled: "The first is of course Fu Lou." ”
The twin cats snorted heavily to express their displeasure, and then turned to organize their manuscripts.
Seeing that a large amount of the remaining points in his account were swept away, the hearts of the two cats were dripping blood.
But who made this person his family?
When Xin He returned to the classroom with his lunch box, he suddenly remembered when he looked at the test papers on the table.
She forgot to take the exam paper to the head teacher in the office at the end of school!
Shuangmao said unhurriedly: "He He, your homeroom teacher is on duty today, so I just wanted you to go to dinner first, and it's not too late to go to the office after eating." ”
Xin He walked out while packing up the test papers, "Do I look like the kind of person who will blame you?" ”
Without hesitation, the twin cats said, "Yes!" ”
Xin He: No love, goodbye!
The office was empty, and only Jiang Shuhong was correcting homework.
Xin He knocked on the office door and heard Jiang Shuhong's voice before raising his foot to enter.
"Teacher, these are the test papers from last night, I finished writing them, can you see if you can."
Xin He obediently handed the test paper to Jiang Shuhong.
Jiang Shuhong flipped through it casually and found that except for the multiple-choice questions, the accuracy rate of other questions was 100%.
She looked at Xin He with a smile: "Fu Lou told you the answer, right?" ”
Xin He touched his nose and was a little embarrassed.
Jiang Shuhong didn't intend to embarrass Xin He, she waved her hand to let Xin He leave.
Xin He had just taken two steps when Jiang Shuhong called out to her again, "Xin He, you wait." ”
Jiang Shuhong flipped through the homework paper for a long time, and then turned out a homework full of red crosses, she handed it to Xin He, and said helplessly: "Xin He, now it's the third year of high school, judging from your homework, your foundation is actually good, if you work hard, there is still hope for the junior college, you ......"
Listening to Jiang Shuhong's chatter for a long time, Xin He suddenly felt some guilt?
It wasn't until she walked out of the office in a daze that she realized that the scumbag was the original owner, not her!
After a long lunch break, she finally came to Fu Lou.
It's a pity that as soon as Fu Lou came, it meant that it was time for class.
Xin He supported his little head, and his former round and clear eyes have become squinting.
Every time the history teacher on the stage said a word, Xin He felt that he was hypnotizing her.
Finally sobered up for a while, Xin He looked sideways at Fu Lou, the young man was on the table with one hand, holding his chin, looking at the blackboard with dark eyes, and his slender and graceful hand turned the pen, the pen seemed to be glued to the young man's hand, and he couldn't fall off no matter how he turned it.
Xin He was stunned, and all the sleepy insects in his brain ran away at once.
Fu Lou tilted his head slightly, the girl was lying on her arm, her delicate and fair little face was bulging, her brown pupils were round, as clear and clear as a little milk cat, and she was staring at her hand without blinking at the moment.
More precisely, staring at the pen in your hand.
Fu Lou's delicate eyebrows looked at her quietly.
It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of class that Fu Lou stopped turning the pen that Xin He reluctantly looked away.
Suddenly, he met a pair of dark eyes.
The owner of those eyes seems to have looked at her for a long time?
After a few seconds, Fu Lou calmly looked away, lowered his eyes, and wrote something seriously in his notebook.