This has little to do with himself, Chen Yifan didn't care.

But when the first Chinese class began, Chen Yifan couldn't help but stop his autistic learning mode and stared at the woman who walked up to the podium with wide eyes.

Looking at each other, Huang Ying smiled at Chen Yifan, unconsciously raised her hand to gently pull the hair around her ears, and picked up the textbook and walked to the podium, ready to start lecturing.

"Wait!" Chen Yifan stood up suddenly, which made the classmates who were under pressure and serious because of his appearance look at him in surprise.

Huang Ying also looked at him with a little surprise.

"Who are you?" Chen Yifan asked this question in front of many classmates and in front of everyone.

And, the demeanor is very serious.

Huang Ying paused, then smiled lightly, and said, "Although I have already introduced myself two days ago, it is obvious that there are still some truant kings who don't understand the situation. ”

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Huang Ying, and I am your new Chinese teacher, because I am still practicing, I will only take you one class for the time being."

Huang Ying, like all new teachers in the world, introduced herself, turned around and wrote her name on the blackboard.

But when she turned around again, she was suddenly startled and couldn't help but take a step back.

Across the podium, Chen Yifan's face was close at hand, and his warm breath seemed to hit his face.

The height of the podium just made up for the height difference between the two.

"Classmate, don't stand so close, go down and sit down!" Huang Ying admonished Chen Yifan.

"Kites!" A dull voice overflowed from Chen Yifan's throat, so that the too petite body in front of him trembled slightly.

"Classmate, the teacher's name is Huang Ying! And also...... Please respect the teacher, don't call him by his name, you can call me Teacher Huang. Huang Ying frowned and continued.

Chen Yifan stretched the podium and approached again, so that the relationship between the two looked very ambiguous.

It is this smell, although it is slightly different from the one on Ao Ling's body, and it is lighter, but its essence is clearly the same.

It's no wonder that two completely different people feel so familiar at first sight, they have the same thing in their bones.

Ao Ling Kite was born an immortal, and it is not impossible to have any means that he does not understand.

"How do you want to play?" Chen Yifan ignored Huang Ying's words and asked with a smile.

That's kind of ...... Test?

It doesn't matter, if she's willing to play, she's happy to ...... Accompany you to the end!

"I don't understand what you're talking about, please sit back in your seat!" Huang Ying's eyes glanced to the side, and her voice raised a few degrees, and she was a lot more severe.

Chen Yifan looked at him fixedly, and just when Huang Ying was about to speak again, he obediently turned around and walked back to his seat.

I didn't enter the mode of autism and isolation anymore, I just looked at her like that, as if I was appreciating the rare curiosities in the world, so seriously.

The classmates began to whisper.

"Isn't it? Said that the good squad leader is the seed of infatuation? How long has it been since I broke up with Miss Ao, and this is eyeing our Chinese teacher! ”

"It's worthy of being a squad leader, society, society! Teachers dare to move? I bet he has an endless amount of language homework! ”

"Even the squad leader has seen something different, I don't believe in love anymore!"

……

Chen Yifan ignored the whispers in his ear, but Huang Ying couldn't, she was a Chinese teacher, how could she let a class of students speak below.

"Quiet! It's class time! Huang Ying frowned, and drank coldly, it was really a bit powerful, but maybe it was because her body was more petite than Ao Ling's kite, and her momentum was not so strong.

Some of the classmates still couldn't stop whispering.

"Deafness can be cured, didn't you hear the teacher tell you to be quiet? Want to go to the hospital for ear treatment? Chen Yifan glanced at it and threatened the classmates who were still whispering.

"......" was almost instantaneous, and the hall was full of silence.

Huang Ying glanced at Chen Yifan, paused slightly, and then said, "It seems that some classmates are very powerful in the class!" As a student, I don't study well, skip class, form gangs, and copy the texts I studied today ten times! ”

The classmates couldn't help but look at Chen Yifan, this is a horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg, right?

Judging from Chen Yifan in the eyes of his classmates, it is impossible to be thankless and not angry.

But just when the classmates were waiting for Chen Yifan to lose his temper, Chen Yifan didn't refute and said with a smile: "Okay! ”

As a teacher, if you want to find an excuse to punish your students, no one can stop you.

Although it is a bit far-fetched to say that there is a gang.

But his own woman, that is to be used for petting, punishment is punishment, he is happy.

“……”

"The squad leader really has no lower limit!"

"I don't believe in love anymore!"

The classmates whispered again.

This time, Chen Yifan didn't even speak, but with a sweep of his eyes, he suppressed the whispering in the room.

Chen Yifan took out his notebook and completed his punishment homework with a serious face.

On the podium, the corner of Huang Ying's eyes jumped: "I didn't ask you to write now, ignore the classroom discipline, and add it five more times." ”

Chen Yifan paused slightly and looked up at Huang Ying.

Huang Ying looked at him calmly, even with a little bit of the majesty of a teacher.

"Good!" Chen Yifan lowered his eyes, put away the notebook, and took out the textbook.

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

It's long, long

Lonely rain alley,

I hope it will be

A clove-like

A girl with a grudge.

She is

The color of lilacs,

The fragrance of cloves,

Lilac-like sorrow,

Wailing in the rain,

grief and hesitation;

She wandered in this lonely rainy alley,

Holding an oil-paper umbrella

Like me,

Like me

Silently,

Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy.

She approached silently

Approached, and threw again

With the general vision of Taixi,

She floated by

Like a dream,

It's as miserable and confused as a dream.

It's like floating in a dream

A sprig of cloves,

This girl floated beside me;

She was silently far away, far away,

To the desolate hedge,

Walk through this rainy alley.

In the lament of the rain,

Faded her color,

Scattering her fragrance,

dissipated, even hers

Breath-like vision,

Lilac-like melancholy. ”

The sound of reading echoed in the classroom, and since Chen Yifan entered high school, he listened carefully to the lecture unprecedentedly.

...... From this text, which has already been memorized backwards, I have experienced a different kind of feeling.

At this point, words are no longer words.

Originally, at the request of the teacher, the students who were reading the text aloud together couldn't help but stop, and they all looked at Chen Yifan with surprised eyes.

I always feel ...... This text read out of the mouth of the class leader, which is different from what they read, as if it has a kind of bewitching magic, which makes people unconsciously immersed in it.

Even, listening to this originally boring and disgusting text seems to have become a pleasure at this time.

They didn't dare to mix their reading voice with the squad leader, so they stopped reciting one after another and watched the squad leader "perform" alone.