A minute before the class bell rang, the classroom door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with half-bald hair walked in.

He took out the roster he was holding from under his arm, and smiled very kindly, "Let me introduce first, my name is Xia Mingli, I am your homeroom teacher, everyone is here, let's take a roll call first,"

"Yang Zhigang,"

"Here!"

"Du Minghao"

"To"

"Wu Boyu"

"Here!"

"Guo Moruo,"

The class was silent for three seconds and began to whisper,

Zhou Moruo suddenly had a bad premonition,

"Isn't there a classmate named Guo Moruo?" Xia Mingli took out a pair of reading glasses from her pocket and put them on, and looked at the roster carefully, "Oh no, it's Zhou Moruo,"

The whole class burst into laughter, Zhou Moruo stood up with a calm face, but she was very helpless in her heart.

She doesn't think that the words "Guo" and "Zhou" have any parts that look the same.

Xia Mingli smiled, "Ah, I usually like to read Guo Moruo's poems, so I accidentally look at it, this classmate," he looked at Zhou Moruo, "It looks so marked, slim, and has the temperament of a poet at first glance, and it really deserves this name,"

Zhou Moruo really smiled this time, "Teacher, in fact, I'm a sports student,"

The whole class burst into laughter again, Xia Mingli didn't hold back herself, smiled and waved her hand to sit down, and coughed, "Quiet, let's continue the roll call,"

He looked very carefully this time, his eyes widened, "Tang Qiao,"

The class was quiet again, Xia Mingli frowned, "Did I read it wrong again?" ”

Frantic footsteps suddenly sounded in the hallway, and then a figure rushed in, "Report!" ”

Everyone looked over together, and saw a girl with a ponytail standing at the door, holding the door and panting desperately.

Xia Mingli asked, "Are you?" ”

The girl finally panted evenly, "Teacher, my name is Tang Qiao, and the chain of the car fell off on the road, so I came late,"

"Oh," Xia Mingli nodded, "Come in, find a place to sit,"

Tang Qiao pulled her backpack, glanced at the back row, and sure enough, she saw Zhou Moruo,

She ran over excitedly and walked around to Zhou Moruo's side, "Brother Jin, I'm here,"

Zhou Moruo had a black line, turned sideways to give way to her, and whispered, "Can you be quieter?" ”

Tang Qiao raised her head and saw that the people next to her were looking this way, she smiled embarrassedly, stuffed her schoolbag into the hole in the table, and sat down upright.

Xia Mingli continued to name him, Zhou Moruo looked at him with a smile on his face, and inexplicably felt that this head teacher was very cute,

Tang Qiao was quiet for a while, then quietly reached out and rummaged through the backpack, turned out a small box with beautiful packaging, and quickly stuffed it into Zhou Moruo's hand.

Zhou Moruo looked back and forth, "What is it?" ”

Tang Qiao tilted her head closer to her and whispered, "The gift I brought you from Hainan,"

Zhou Moruo opened the package, there was something like a sachet in it, she put it under her nose and smelled it, sure enough, there was a fragrance, but it was very light and smelled good.

Tang Qiao blinked, "The sleep sachet specially bought for you, there is cassia lavender or something in it, and it is placed next to the pillow at night to ensure that you sleep until dawn and will not have any nightmares,"

Zhou Moruo's heart was sour, she pursed her lips, and put away the sachet in silence,

Tang Qiao glanced at her, "Do you like my gift?" ”

"I like it," Zhou Moruo put the sachet in his pocket and smiled, "I'll put it next to the pillow at night,"

Tang Qiao sighed, stretched out her arm and hugged her, "Don't worry, with me with you in the future, you will never have nightmares again,"

Zhou Moruo's tears almost fell, she endured and endured before pushing her away, "Sit down, the teacher should talk about you in a while,"