*Open classes

The main teacher of this open class is not small, he is a big man in the city, and he has won many national teaching awards.

The class was held in a large lecture hall with three classes together.

Before the class started, He Xinyu stopped talking, looking down at the table in the lecture hall.

Liu Xiaoran felt that something was not quite right, and asked, "Huh?" Why are you so scared of the look. ”

"Haha...... It was in a daze when I was in an open class in junior high school, and I was called up to answer questions, but in the end, I didn't say it, and everyone laughed. ”

"There's a shadow, huh?"

He Xinyu smiled awkwardly and said hesitantly, "Yes...... Click on it......"

It's not just a shadow, it's a disaster, and no one can experience the feeling of falling from the clouds into the mire and becoming the target of the public in an instant.

Liu Xiaoran nodded and did not speak.

As the teacher entered, the class began quickly. The teacher was tall and thin, looking to be in his forties, He Xinyu kept his head down, and he didn't see his face clearly, but he did teach a great class.

"Let's draw a classmate to answer the question."

He Xinyu suddenly became nervous.

Say silently in your heart: Don't draw me, don't draw me, don't draw me......

Liu Xiaoran seemed to see He Xinyu's nervousness, and when he looked up again, he saw the teacher's gaze locked on them.

It should be easy to see that she is weak and then drawn, right?

The question is not very difficult, and two-thirds of the way through the class, as long as this question is answered, the next draw is estimated to have nothing to do with them, so that He Xinyu will not be drawn.

Liu Xiaoran didn't know how he thought of this, so he actually volunteered to raise his hand.

He Xinyu caught a glimpse of Liu Xiaoran's action of raising his hand, and he didn't understand it a little, although Liu Xiaoran was a scholar, but he was not willing to do such a thing as speaking in a big class.

Could it be ...... Is it for me?

It can't be impossible, why did he do it for me......

He Xinyu raised his head slightly and glanced at Liu Xiaoran.

The teacher also noticed Liu Xiaoran's raised hand at this time: "Look, this classmate has raised his hand, it's great!" The teacher smiled and complimented, and then said:

"Then ask the female classmate next to this classmate to answer!"

What the?!

The female classmate next to you?

Isn't that me?

He Xinyu clenched his hands nervously and stood up a little unprepared.

Liu Xiaoran didn't expect that this teacher's teaching style would be like this.

He turned his head to look at He Xinyu, and saw her hand with nowhere to put it, and her frightened eyes.

I'm sorry, he thought to himself.

Stumbling, He Xinyu finished explaining the idea of solving the problem, but the state of the whole person is obviously not as good as in the usual class.

She was really afraid of being a clown like she did back then.

"Okay, that's a good point, sit down."

When He Xinyu heard this, it was like hearing a life-saving charm, and he immediately sat back on the bench, not daring to raise his head again.

*After class/lunch time

People picked up their textbooks one after another and walked out of the classroom, but He Xinyu didn't make any movement to move.

Similarly, Liu Xiaoran next to her did not leave.

"Didn't I suck at it?" He Xinyu asked in a low voice.

"It's the same as usual."

"As usual?"

He Xinyu raised his eyes and looked at Liu Xiaoran.

Liu Xiaoran smiled and said, "Yes, it's as bad as usual." ”

"You ......".

I have to say that although this is not a good word, it does give He Xinyu a lot of comfort.