Since then, Ye Ling'an has never sat in the front row again, and the last row has become her fixed position.

And the man who threw the glass beads never lost the beads again.

So much so that Ye Lingan couldn't find who lost the glass beads.

It's just that hiding when you hurt someone like this is impossible to happen here in Ling'an.

There was no expression on Ling An's white little face.

She turned her head slowly, and her gaze fell on a boy.

The boy has red lips and white teeth, is polite and polite, and has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking like a weak and clean student.

Looking at his appearance, I guess no one will believe that he did such a bad thing.

Under Ling An's amber eyes, a trace of green flashed.

The boy met her eyes, and avoided it weakly, his originally straight body bent slightly, and he raised his eyes to support him, but he felt a layer of sweat on the bridge of his nose.

He clutched the pen in his hand and looked at the textbook with a look of intent.

As if that would be a denial of what he had done.

As if that would pretend that he hadn't done anything.

Ling An looked away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he thought about it too much, and Ling An just couldn't be sure if the person who lost the beads before was the same person who lost the beads now.

But after looking around, I didn't see any suspicious candidates.

When he withdrew his gaze, he met a playful gaze.

It was a very handsome boy from Ye Ling'an's eyes, dressed very fashionably, with a unique hairstyle, and a cross stud earring in his left ear, with a diamond at the cross, reflecting a dazzling light.

It's ruffian, it's cool.

His name is Shi Mingyi, a grass-level person, and I heard that his family also has a strong background, rich and powerful.

The kind of ruffian that comes out of the bones makes people want to stop.

From the moment he came to school, he became one of the most popular boys, and there were a large number of suitors at school.

There are also many girls who silently put him in their hearts and dare not speak.

Ye Lingan is one of them.

That's why Ling An can know a little more about him.

Like the weak boy who threw beads, Ye Lingan couldn't even call his name.

But Shi Mingyi seems to be very malicious towards Ye Ling'an.

That playful look.

and, when he saw that Ling An was also looking at him, the corners of his lips raised with disdain and indifference.

It made Ling An very uncomfortable.

But soon, Shi Mingyi withdrew his gaze and sat lazily in his seat, his chin provoked a cold arc.

Ling An: ......

I'm sick.

She muttered a little.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Professor Xiao walking in, and hurriedly sat down.

Then he bent his fingers and flicked at the black bell.

The corners of his lips pursed a slight smile, looking a little ill-intentioned.

Jingle bells!

Some dull bells suddenly rang in his ears, and the weak boy's body stiffened, and his eyes straightened.

The next moment, in full view of everyone, he suddenly stood up.

"Professor Liao, your lecture method is so bad that I can't listen to it at all, if you don't plan to change your lecture style, I won't come to listen to your lecture again in the future!"

The class was stunned with a "you're crazy" expression.

Does he know who he's talking about?

That's Professor Liao, the golden sign of the University of Province C, with great academic achievements, and occasionally countless people rush to listen to the lectures, the seats are full, and there is even a group of people standing.

The lecture method is even more easy to understand, and the knowledge is passed on to them in the simplest way.

But he said that Professor Liao's lecture method is not good?