Chapter 100: Gu Yiran is a stingy ghost
only listened to Gu Yiran speak, "I didn't say no, how can I get the things I gave back?" ”
Breaking away the fingers that liked to hold the gift one by one, Gu Yiran took out the gift box and chuckled, "Thank you, I took it." ”
"You're welcome!"
Back in the classroom, the residual heat on her face had not faded, and she was afraid of being discovered, so although she didn't do anything humble, she still lowered her head and rubbed her face vigorously, trying to make it return to normal.
Gu Yiran was in a good mood, and when he opened the box, he revealed a black and shiny pen with a golden cap, and a bottle of ink lying next to it.
He was admiring it, and Tang Mu jumped out from behind him, "Yo! Gu Yiran, where did you get the fountain pen? Don't you don't use a pen? ”
Gu Yiran was afraid that he would be damaged, so he hurriedly put it away, "You be careful." ”
Tang Mu was stunned for a moment, looked at Gu Yiran's movements, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Gu Yiran, this is not what you bought, the gift box is so exquisite, who gave it away?" ”
"You care about me." Gu Yiran didn't say anything, but the upward curvature of the corners of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.
Tang Mu's eyes widened: "The origin of this gift is unusual, in the past, you didn't accept gifts from girls, even if someone stuffed it, you would return it, say!" Who sent it? ”
Seeing that Gu Yiran was still smiling, Tang Mu suddenly thought of someone: "It's Miss Xiaoxi, isn't it?" Did she give you a gift? Why did she give you a gift? Take it out and I'll appreciate it! ”
"Impossible." Gu Yiran hid it tighter, and the meaning of refusal was very obvious.
"Shhhh Cheapskate! ”
In the second evening self-study class, Du Jue glanced at a little strange liking, and glanced at her drawer again, the prize was no longer there, he moved his mouth, wanting to ask where the prize went.
But when the words came to his lips, he held back again, he was afraid of hearing answers he didn't want to hear.
Throughout the class, Du Jue had a straight face, he didn't like to talk, he listened to the class absentmindedly, but his thoughts had already flown out of the classroom.
The English teacher had a good look in his eyes, and soon noticed that Du Jue, who was not paying attention, threw down a chalk head and hit him in the head.
"Du Jue, what attracts you outside the classroom?"
From the day of the English class, the English teacher tried not to use Chinese if he could speak in English in class, and he also asked Du Jue in English at this time.
Du Jue looked confused, and after a while, he understood the meaning, stood up and wiped the chalk ash on his head, although he understood, he couldn't answer.
"Please stand and listen to the lecture."
The English teacher didn't intend to waste time, and continued to lecture after speaking, Du Jue didn't pay attention to listening, but seeing that the English teacher meant not to pursue it, so he sat down.
The English teacher laughed angrily: "Du Jue, no matter how bad your English is, you should understand what the junior high school word stand means, right?" I asked you to stand and listen to the lecture, are you quite conscious? ”
There was a burst of laughter in the class, and Du Jue stood up again, "I see." ”
The English teacher nodded: "I finally have learned a little bit of junior high school English." ”
Another Sunday night self-study came, Gu Yiran suddenly called her and asked her to go to the art classroom, I like to guess what Gu Yiran is looking for herself, will it bring you delicious food?
Coming to the art classroom with great expectations, Gu Yiran was already waiting, still carrying something in his hand.
"Gu Yiran."
"Here it is, for you." Gu Yiran handed over the things in his hand.