Chapter 17: I refuse to be a class representative
"Choose a class representative, and come to my office in advance to learn about the make-up class for the week." His deep eyes scanned each of the students in the room. Maybe it was too serious just now, or maybe it was with low air pressure, and no one in the classroom recommended themselves.
"No one? If not, people will be randomly selected. With that, he stepped down from the podium and held the paper in his hands.
His eyes swept over the surrounding students, and his steady steps gradually approached Su Yangyang's seat.
At this time, Su Yangyang couldn't help but be excited, and his heart was beating faster as if he was finally approaching the correct answer after 700 rounds of hard work. No way? You won't just pick yourself, will you? Su Yangyang silently prayed that everything was her own illusion, and at the same time glanced at Kong Yinxin who was walking behind her with her residual vision.
"What's your name?" Hearing Kong Yinxin's voice coming from behind him, Su Yangyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was saying to the boy behind him. Everyone's eyes focused on the boy, Su Yangyang turned around and put his hands on the back of the chair.
"Uh...... Sorry teacher, I'm too bad at physics to take on this responsibility. The boy behind him hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and at this time he blushed because of his shyness, like a drunk person.
Su Yangyang smiled and raised his eyes to look at Kong Yinxin, but unfortunately Kong Yinxin at this time also looked down at her, his eyes were facing each other, and in a trance, Su Yangyang seemed to fall into his deep and invisible eyes.
"Then you come." His lips opened slightly, and Su Yangyang seemed to have been hit by electricity, and immediately bounced up his upper body lying on the back of the chair. "Huh? Teacher, I ......"
"Huh? Any questions? Seeing him frowning slightly, his voice suddenly became a little lower, and the low and magnetic voice made Su Yangyang, who originally had a bunch of reasons to say, like a balloon that suddenly deflated.
"No ......"
"I didn't get up and introduce myself." After speaking, glancing at Su Yangyang, Kong Yinxin walked towards the podium.
Su Yangyang stood next to his seat, blushing, and introduced himself in a few short sentences.
For more than twenty minutes of class, Su Yangyang's ears continued to be hot. The teacher's speech was just a left ear in and out of the right ear for Su Yangyang, and she really regretted that she didn't refute Kong Yinxin.
Finally after class, Su Yangyang can finally escape from the classroom that makes her ears continue to burn.
In the hallway outside the classroom, students leaned against the railing of the hallway in groups, gossiping about the first lesson.
"Su Yangyang, don't think about it, your face is as red as a plateau, plus your ears, the whole braised pig brain." After listening to Su Yangyang's "encounter", Wang Qi couldn't help but hold on to the railing with one hand, pinched Su Yangyang's red-hot face with the other, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Su Yangyang's current appearance.
"Hmph." Su Yangyang folded his hands on the railing, his chin rested on his wrists, and she didn't want to pay attention to Wang Qi at all, squeezing out the sound from her throat.
"Actually, it's good, maybe you will get acquainted with it in the future, and your physics will improve." After several efforts, Wang Qi, who finally stopped laughing, now remembered to comfort his good friend.
"I just don't want to be a class representative, it's really annoying to get along with the teacher." Su Yangyang got up, changed his posture, leaned his back against the railing, and complained helplessly.
"Come on, that's it anyway, it's not a big deal. What could I wish for? Isn't it handsome? Wang Qi stretched out his hand to rub Su Yangyang's frowning brows, and patted Su Yangyang's still crimson cheeks.
"It's okay......" Thinking of his appearance, Su Yangyang's eyes couldn't help but become sharp, and his double eyelids were about to be squeezed into single eyelids.
Before the words were finished, the class started again. In an instant, the bustling corridor fell silent.