Seeing the two messages he sent, Nineteen Nian was so angry that he wanted to get rid of him.

Good, good, very good. She nodded at her phone, her right hand tightly pressed into her fist.

If Fu Feng was by her side at the moment, in the next second, Nineteen Nian's fist would be almost the same, and it would hit him directly in the mouth.

Let him talk more.

Who knows, this kind of excessive news will actually have a follow-up.

After sending this, Fufeng told her at the bottom again, let's dream, at the same table, there is everything in the dream, maybe it will come true.

was so angry that Nineteen Nian went crazy on the spot, and replied to the message and directly replied to her with a brick-throwing emoji.

At the bottom of the meme is the words 'You owe a beating'.

Fufeng firmly believes that he has succeeded in offending her.

However, he is broad-minded and will not care about these details sent to him by Nineteen Nian.

Fufeng wishes you a wonderful pleasure.

See you in the afternoon at the library.

Fufeng happy emoji.

Nineteen Nian bit his lip and gritted his teeth and replied to him with a message that the library was missing in the afternoon.

After replying, she knocked on the screen of her phone and muttered, "Fart, you wish, I wish you a pleasant dream, it is best to dream that you failed to be my cram school teacher." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone screen suddenly lit up again.

Fufeng is sure that you will come to the library in the afternoon, and think about your math grades that are not even up to the passing mark.

She gritted her teeth again and stared at the phone screen, tapping, "If it weren't for my failing math grades, I wouldn't have gone." ”

"I asked you to tutor to improve my grades, and I must have asked you to tutor to improve my grades, not to see your mood, otherwise, if I go to tutoring to see you, you will go head-down." At this time, the nineteen thoughts who tapped the screen of the mobile phone could only comfort themselves so much.

The make-up career is so humble, and she can only comfort the humble make-up career by talking to herself.

If her thoughts were known to Fufeng, someone would definitely fall into deep contemplation.

Why, is his solution to the problem so humble?

Nineteen thoughts about not going to the library in the afternoon, when school is out in the afternoon, I pack my schoolbag and run faster than anyone else.

When she arrived at the library, he hadn't arrived.

After the make-up class, the two went to the cafeteria to eat together, and Fufeng quipped, "I thought you wouldn't come!" I was deliberately late. ”

Nineteen Nian took a bamboo stick and knocked it on the side of his bowl, "According to your original words, don't make excuses for your tardiness, those are all excuses." ”

"Yes, it's worthy of the students I taught." He approved.

Her eyes were full of contempt, "Don't talk when drinking porridge, be careful of choking." ”

The corners of Fufeng's mouth twitched, and he scooped a spoonful of porridge and swallowed it.

Let him be a little narcissistic, and the students he taught, sure enough, from the perspective of his style of doing things, they are basically not much different from him.

Thinking about it, he smiled again.

"You're still laughing?"

"No, no, I'm laughing......" Fufeng handed over a napkin to prevaricate, "There are remnants of rice at the corner of your mouth." ”

Angrily took the tissue she handed over and wiped it off.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Hurry up and eat, it's almost time for class." ”

I didn't expect her to believe it so quickly, and with another smile, he continued to drink porridge.

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From the cafeteria back to the classroom, the class is brightly lit.

Before Ji Qian came to the classroom, the classroom was always messy.

They didn't know what song was playing, and when they walked to the staircase, they heard that the class was like a concert.

"Your class seems to be playing the ancient song "Old Dream"."

Walking to the back door of the computer class, he heard the songs they played, and Fufeng asked, "Do your classmates like to listen to ancient songs?" ”

After thinking about it, Nineteen Nian said to him, "I don't know, they all seem to order songs on their own, and everyone listens to different styles, including pop songs, English songs, and Japanese songs." ”

Answering his question, Nineteen looked at him puzzled, "Suddenly, what are you asking for?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that your class is very active in singing, just ask."

"It's quite active."

Nineteen Nian also thinks so.

The two of them rotated slowly, and Fufeng, he didn't seem to dare to speed up his pace.

He deliberately walked slowly, trying to keep the pleasant time between the two.

Slow down, slow down, if the road is close, slow down will soon arrive.

The doors of the two classes were next to each other, Fufeng went back to their class, and Nineteen Nian returned to his class with his schoolbag on his back.

Before returning to work, he deliberately turned his head to look at her.

"We'll see you again after school." Nineteen Nian said to him.

No matter how you look at her, the way he looks at her is weird, and it makes her very uncomfortable anyway.

"Do you want to be together after school?" He asked her.

"Let's do it together." Nineteen Nian nodded, his eyes a lot firmer.

"Yes." He smiled and said to her, "I'm waiting for you after school." ”

Avoiding the way he looked at her, she walked briskly back to her class.

The songs played in the class have also changed a lot.

Everyone no longer plays ancient songs, and the songs in the Kugou music list have been replaced by other songs.

When I danced before, I learned the accompaniment of the milk song.

A few students in the class who danced compared to each other had their own faction and became a self-congratulatory party.

In the open space behind the classroom, the territory of dancing for their self-hilarious party has been completed, and several girls volunteered to stand in two rows.

With the accompaniment, he jumped up giggling.

Some of the students in the class spontaneously became their audience, and for a while, the class was like a song and dance competition, a mess.

The all-in-one machine in the classroom, the sound was deafening, especially the nineteen people sitting in the first row, listening to the sound made goosebumps come out.

The more calm is Huo Wuwu, she sits quietly at the desk as usual, what is different is that now, she is swiping her mobile phone, as for what she is seeing, Nineteen Nian can't see it clearly.

"It's nice to have a phone." Nineteen Nian was a little envious of Huo Wuwu.

"Don't you have a cell phone?" These words instantly drove Huo Wuwu, who was silent in the mobile phone.

Nineteen Nian shook her head, took out the notebook from the drawer hole, and looked boredly at what she had written before, "There must be no mobile phone, if you have a mobile phone, can you still envy you?" ”

"Uh, then what do you usually use to send QQ?" Huo Wuwu didn't believe it, she saw with her own eyes that every time she got out of school, her own lion and tiger were in that F4 member group, chatting very much.

Every time she has to sleep, the lion tiger is still chatting with people in the group!

"My mother's old mobile phone, except for QQ chat and listening to songs, I can't download anything. Even download a QQ browser, you have to buffer for half a day. Nineteen Nian stretched, "Hey, life is difficult!" Life as a teacher is not like you, as a teacher, you can only listen to songs with your mobile phone at night. ”

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