Chapter 23: School Grass's First Love 23

After math class, there is English class.

When he was a goblin, the little ginseng spirit who had never been abroad said: I'm too difficult, it's really too difficult.

233, who is also bald, said: It is more difficult for me to step on a horse, and it is even more difficult.

In math class, there is at least some counting, and you can also pull your beard.

But what about English lessons?

What is this?

The original owner's English level is also average.

When class ended at noon, Wen Ling didn't even have the desire to go to the cafeteria to grab food, and just wanted to just collapse on the table.

That is, the Chinese class in the afternoon, which makes people look forward to it, otherwise, Wen Ling is afraid that he will really be paralyzed here.

No matter what the Chinese class is, what is said is what I can understand, that is, classical Chinese, and the little ginseng spirit doesn't feel that difficult.

Other ......

Forget it, let it be.

Wen Ling got up a little wazed.

Liu Xinhan, who was at the same table, had already gone to the cafeteria to grab some shallot-flavored chops.

Ginseng essence does not attach importance to appetite, you can eat it if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it.

She still likes the earth, these meals, let her come she is not used to it.

However, she knew that just as she needed to absorb the oxygen of the earth, humans also needed to eat whole grains to sustain their lives.

As soon as he got up, he saw Wen Heng walking in.

He also had two lunch boxes in his hands.

"Wen Heng." Wen Ling got up and called someone, and her voice was still soft and glutinous.

This made Wen Heng couldn't help but be in a trance, and he always felt that before yesterday, when this little girl spoke, she was always pinching her throat, sharp and thin.

It seems to be a little scary, but it's actually a little scary.

But today, this little girl is soft, and people can't feel bored.

Even him......

Seeing that she didn't go to the cafeteria as soon as possible, she came back with a meal.

He hasn't eaten it himself.

As a result, before he could speak, Teacher Zhu came over.

"Wen Heng called back to eat." After saying a word with a smile, I went to see Wen Ling.

"It just so happens that Wen Ling is here, you come over with the teacher, and the teacher has something to say to you." Teacher Zhu's face was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still called Wen Ling out.

As soon as Wen Heng saw Teacher Zhu's expression, he knew that something was wrong.

However, he pretended to return to his position, and when he passed by the little girl, he smelled the little girl's head again, and the faint fragrance was like an apple, and it was like a peach.

Very sweet taste.

At this time, the students in the school are eating in the cafeteria.

So in the hallway, there are hardly any people to be seen.

Teacher Zhu didn't call people to the office so troublesomely, but spoke directly in the corridor: "Wen Ling, your family said that they were going to give you a bed and let you go home to live, and the family was in a hurry, so you should move home tonight." ”

He heard some rumors among students.

Now that the Wen family is doing this, Mr. Zhu always feels that something is wrong, but he can't say it clearly.

He only vaguely knew about the situation of the Wen family, but he didn't know the specifics.

Moreover, he is just a teacher, and there are not many things he can manage.

Now that I open my mouth, I have actually been thinking about it for a long time.

"Ah, yes, I know the teacher." As soon as Wen Ling heard this, she knew that Guo Yulian couldn't help it, and didn't let the original owner live in the bedroom, and it was estimated that when she went home, the door of the house would not be opened for herself.

However, these things do not need to be worried about by the teachers, and the little ginseng essence can also handle it by itself.

As soon as Teacher Zhu heard Wen Ling say this, he saw that her expression was normal, and he relaxed a little, maybe he was thinking too much.