"Senior, why should it be 400 after 300? Why not a 450? ”

The "boy" interrupted him again with a knowing question, this was the sixth time, and the class had only passed fifteen minutes.

The classroom fell into an eerie silence again, and the person on the stage paused for a moment, without the slightest impatience, and he said unhurriedly, "This is also what I want to say next, the score system of tennis ......"

He was talking on the stage, and the "boy" in the first row held his cheek with one hand and looked at the man standing on the podium with a smile.

However, the man on the stage did not squint, lectured seriously, and even deliberately avoided someone's gaze.

And Jun Wuye, who was forgotten in the last row at this moment, had just come back to her senses, however, when her eyes returned, she found that the people around her were looking at her.

Their curious eyes and sympathetic expressions made Jun Wuye's body freeze.

Why do these people keep looking at him?

Is there something on his face?

He subconsciously touched his face, however, there was no abruptness on his face except for being a little slippery.

Heart.

Classmate A: I can't do it! Oh my God! Why is this girl so cute! I want to touch it! Boom!

Classmate B is in a groove! She's looking at me! She's looking at me!

Classmate C's innocent eyes lead people to commit crimes,! It is the favorite of labor and management!

Classmate D beauty! Beauty, look at it! …… it! Wang Yang! Give me the paper! I had a nosebleed!

……

The "girl" has a pair of beautiful eyes with an ignorant look of the world, even if they sit close, they ordinary people don't dare to approach easily, let alone talk to them, and just by "her" face, they have all fallen!

"Senior, your handwriting is wrong!"

Caught off guard, the lazy tone sounded again, Qi Yan's hand holding the chalk paused, and his gaze moved over.

The white handwriting catches the eye, the best-of-three system and the night of the king's fog.

His heart suddenly burst into his heart, and he suddenly raised his hand to erase it, wanting to write the original words.

However, a mocking voice came from behind him, "Senior, I saw it!" It's a foggy night! Is it someone that seniors like? Looks like it's a boy......."

Originally, under the repeated "presumptuousness" of the "teenager", the atmosphere of the whole classroom was close to weird, knowing that the "teenager" was teasing the seniors, they also felt that it was inappropriate, but most of them also held the psychology of watching the excitement, so no one spoke out to stop it, and the second did not dare, and now the topic suddenly turned to the aspect of "engaging in the base", and the students present were a little confused.

What's the situation?

Something terrible seems to have been discovered......

Qi Yan turned around a little weakly, his expression a little helpless, "I'm sorry, everyone, besides, can the junior be quiet?" ”

The "young man" leaned back like an uncle, hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "Of course not, because Jun Wuye is my name!" If the senior has a crush on me, I'll have to respond anyway! ”

"He" didn't say anything, and Qi Yan, who didn't expect it, was shocked, and panic appeared in his eyes.

He explained, "Brother, it's not funny at all! ”

The young man sneered, "Young Master Ben thinks it's funny!" After all, the senior's reaction was very ...... Well, cute. ”

The conversation between the two seemed to be unusual, and everyone present felt unusual.

Indeed, the senior's reaction was a little strange, because his first reaction was not to deny that the name was a boy, and his attitude towards this junior was ...... Unusual ...... Tolerance.