There is a big difference between taking classes here and taking classes before.

For example, although the teacher in the class here looks strict, he is still very gentle to the students, after all, everyone here is something he can't afford to bear, although the emperor gave him the right to educate these future courtiers, but if he is too strict, it will be a very bad thing for people to hold a grudge in the future.

Therefore, when answering questions in class, it is also a democratic system, if you want to raise your hand to answer, you will raise your hand to answer, if you don't want to, just do it.

When answering questions, he looks at you with very kind eyes, and even if he is wrong, he will not scold you, but just say very tactfully: "Your idea is great!" It's just a matter of thinking about it. ”

Lin Fanwei's most sincere feeling after taking a class is: "If my teacher is like this, I will definitely be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University!" ”

Next to Ming Jiashu said meaningfully: "It turns out that you didn't even get into Tsinghua University and Peking University?" ”

Lin Fanwei suddenly felt despised and said, "You got in?" ”

Ming Jiashu nodded and smiled: "Honorary alumni." ”

Lin Fanwei looked at Ming Jiashu up and down, her eyes were full of incredulity: "You have been admitted?" ”

Ming Jiashu learned to be obedient this time, and did not fight with Lin Fanwei, but followed her and said: "Yes! I got in like this, but you haven't been admitted yet, Auntie! ”

"Who's your name, Auntie?"

"Your kind expression just now reminds me of my grandmother," Ming Jiashu sighed lightly: "But I think it's a bit too much to call grandma, this title should sound a little younger, right?" ”

"Mingjiashu!" Lin Fanwei slapped the table.

The audience was silent.

Halfway through Taifu's class, he was forced to stop, and the green tendons on his head flared up: "Miss Lin, may I ask, do you have any questions?" ”

Lin Fanwei sat down timidly: "No...... Nothing ......."

Taifu took a deep breath: "Then, please sit down." ”

Then continue with the lecture.

The small movements of Lin Fanwei and Ming Jiashu below continued, and finally when Lin Fanwei kicked Ming Jiashu on the ground, they let the two of them stay and punish them for copying the text.

Sitting in the position, the two of them were on the left and right, and the atmosphere was very sad.

Ming Jiashu wrote quickly, half as fast as Lin Fanwei, and saw Lin Fanwei sighing: "Why do you say you? ”

"It's all your fault that you have to talk to me."

"Blame me?"

“...... Blame the two of us," Lin Fanwei reflected on herself.

Ming Jiashu pressed his chin against the pen: "I said, Lin Fanwei, if you quarrel every time you see me like this, we really can't get along well." ”

Lin Fanwei was helpless: "I don't know why I'm so annoying to see you, as soon as I see you, I want to scare you." ”

Ming Jiashu: "......" is really unnecessary to ignore her.

"Ming Gongzi," suddenly a timid voice sounded, Ming Jiashu turned his head, and saw the daughter of Qiu Shangshu's family, who was one year younger than Lin Fanwei, who had just seen in class, standing at the door, and when he saw Ming Jiashu turn his head, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

Ming Jiashu knew what was going on when he saw it, and smiled slightly and was very gentlemanly: "What's the matter with Miss?" ”

Miss Qiu was very embarrassed to hand over the purse in her hand: "It's almost noon, I'm worried that you're hungry, son, this is the food prepared for me at home, you, take it?" ”

looked at Ming Jiashu, it was called a period of Ai Ai.

Ming Jiashu looked at the purse, and saw Lin Fanwei's face full of jokes, it was indeed funny, Fang Cai's chat at least knew that he must be a man in his twenties or even more than that, and now he was confessed by a nine-year-old girl, can he not read a joke?

Ming Jiashu looked at the purse handed in front of him, and his small hand, raised his head and smiled at the girl: "Thank you, but I can't accept this." ”

Miss Qiu was surprised and sad: "Why?!" ”

Ming Jiashu said quite seriously: "I promised Weiwei that I would only accept her purse, and I would not accept other people's purses." ”

These are childish words, but it just so happens that the three people in front of you are also childlike.

Lin Fanwei was so frightened that she almost jumped away, but her hand was held steadily by Ming Jiashu, who came over in a few steps, very hard, but her smile was extraordinarily gentle: "Isn't it?" Vivi? ”

“...... Oh, yes! "Let go! My hands hurt so much!

Hearing this answer, Ming Jiashu let go of her hand with satisfaction, and pinched her face instead: "Weiwei doesn't like to talk much, but I accepted your purse, Weiwei will definitely be angry, I can't let Weiwei be angry for me!" ”

Pinch your face?!

Lao Tzu's unformed face, you will be crooked when you turn around!

She struggled for a moment, but Ming Jiashu still didn't let go, so she stepped on his foot steadily.

Ming Jiashu's face changed instantly.

The table was blocked, Miss Qiu didn't see it, she only felt uncomfortable and envious, the women in the imperial city knew that when they grew up a little bit, they would tell them that anyone could be provoked, only the two young ladies of the country's uncle's mansion could never be provoked.

In the past, the most powerful was the eldest lady, with a good family background and good looks, in their sister's generation, they all knew that if they provoked Lin Beining, there was no good end, so these sisters also said to their sisters, no one to provoke, don't provoke Lin Beining's sister, don't provoke Lin Fanwei!

At that time, Lin Fanwei didn't know that she hadn't gone out for so many years, but it had become a nightmare that the women of the imperial city could not surpass, but Miss Qiu's eyes did make her feel sad: "Miss Qiu......"

"I'm sorry," Miss Qiu subconsciously apologized when she heard Lin Fanwei speak: "I'm sorry ......"

Lin Fanwei was stunned: "You don't have to apologize to me, I ......"

Miss Qiu's voice continued, trembling a little: "I don't know the relationship between you and Young Master Ming, you, don't blame ......"

Before Lin Fanwei's words could be spoken, Miss Qiu had already run away.

She stood there and froze for a moment.

Ming Jiashu stood for a while, saw that she didn't move, and asked strangely, "What are you doing?" What's in a daze? ”

Lin Fanwei was stunned and said, "You say, why is she afraid of me?" ”

"Isn't that how it should be?" Ming Jiashu said as a matter of course: "Your identity is so bad! There are almost no more women in this imperial city than you, and they are not much different from princesses, who would dare to touch your things? Isn't it the most natural thing for them to be afraid of you? ”

"Are they afraid of me?" Lin Fanwei has never felt this way, her previous family is not bad to say, it is not bad, it is average, she has a lot of friends, no one will dare to be friends with her because of low self-esteem, she is the first time to experience this, because she is afraid of herself, she doesn't even dare to reason with herself.

She frowned and looked at Ming Jiashu: "Do you think this is normal?" ”

Ming Jiashu looked at her and knew that she was serious, so he also put away his joking expression and said to her seriously: "Don't say it's here, even if it's us, there is still a difference between the rich and the poor, let alone the current class?" You're not happy because of this, it's really unnecessary. ”

Isn't it necessary?