Chapter Seventy-Seven: What Does 'Sitting' Mean by Parking and Sitting?
The voice is slightly hoarse, and the words roll down, as if they are about to burn into the heart, and the sexy heart beats uncontrollably.
Some exaggerated girls, covering their mouths, screamed, "Ahhhββ!hhh "So handsomeββ!" "It's overββ! My heart beats! β
And the boys in the back row also began to coax, "Yoββ! Brothers, here comes our competitiveness. β
He Yi'an didn't react to this, with a cold face, he glanced at the classroom lightly, and finally settled on someone with his head bowed by the wall.
She nestled quietly, as if the noise around her had nothing to do with her.
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the bottom of his eyes was faintly undulating.
"......" Sister Yu sank her face when she saw this, frowning, she knew that this "scourge" entering a class would definitely cause a storm, and when she learned that he was going to be assigned to their class, she was afraid and happy.
I'm afraid that it will interfere with the hearts of those girls, most of the key classes have a foundation, but I'm afraid that I can't hold back the sprout of youth, and if I have other thoughts, I will ignore learning.
I am happy that I have taken a fancy to his potential and hope that he can win glory for this class.
Of course, she is also a cherisher, the so-called things that are afraid, there are still measures to avoid them, often pay attention to the dynamics of the class, and advise more, it should not be too serious.
"My name is Jiang Yuan, take care of me."
"My name is Liang Tao, and I will advise you more in the future."
The two people who followed behind He Yi'an all stepped forward, one by one.
Sister Yu knocked on the podium and said sharply: "Be quiet!" β
Then he said to them, "Find an empty seat and sit down." β
He Yi'an bowed his head and walked to the vacant seat on the right with his pocket in his pocket, just as there were two seats behind Xia Yu.
He walked in slowly, and the girls in the class were holding their breath nervously.
And the girl who was immersed in the question seemed to be ignorant of the noise of the outside world, and she didn't look up, and together with the table Nie Ruyi, she also touched her with her elbow several times.
Xia Yu frowned and muttered, "Don't make any noise!" It's almost going to be done. β
Nie Ruyi was helpless, shrugged her shoulders, and watched He Yi'an walk this way step by step, she inexplicably felt an invisible murderous aura.
That's right, that's right, it's murderous.
He Yi'an squinted slightly, as if he was careless, but the danger factor rose sharply, and Nie Ruyi instantly had a creepy feeling.
He walked to Xia Yu's empty seat, threw his bag on the table, and sat down casually, his legs folded casually.
Jiang Yuan then sat down at his table, and Liang Tao sat in a different seat.
After a long time, Xia Yu finally put down the pen, raised his head and twisted his sore neck, but found that the classroom was filled with a strange atmosphere of silence.
But I don't know why.
She touched Nie Ruyi's arm and asked softly, "What did you just want to say?" β
"It's gone." Nie Ruyi glanced back at the hint, but Xia Yu didn't see it at all, and then she nodded, picked up the pen again, and prepared to fight for the next question.
"Xia Yu, you go to the office and bring the test papers and send them to the students."
Xia Yu paused and responded, "Okay." He got up and prepared to go to the office.
When she bypassed Nie Ruyi, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a playful gaze, she was shocked, as if in disbelief, turned around, and saw He Yi'an sitting behind a whole living thing, his mouth open so open that he could almost stuff an egg.
"You...... How did you end up here? And you, you? She was so surprised that she trembled to speak, and pointed at them incredulously.
He Yi'an raised his eyebrows slightly, put his hand on the table, and said casually: "What do you say?" β
The flirtatious tone seemed to be shouting at her.
The anger in Xia Yu's heart surged up again, he withdrew his fingers, glared at him angrily, his mouth moved, and he said a few words silently: "You wait for me!" β
He Yi'an shrugged his shoulders fearlessly, hooked his index finger, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was almost angry with her.
She turned her head to find that her classmates were staring at them, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she left the classroom with a cold face.
When she came back, He Yi'an didn't know what to do, and just got up, the two were opposite, Xia Yu kept a distance from him, but he didn't expect to be unguarded, when he passed by, his shoulder touched suddenly, she stumbled, and almost hit a nearby desk.
He walked by as if he was casual and looked like this, but Xia Yu stared at him with fire in her eyes, so angry that she wanted to throw the book on him, but she still held back.
The test papers were sent to everyone, and Sister Yu used a projector to project the answers on the display screen, asking everyone to revise the answers to the test papers and analyze where they made mistakes.
The first class of school passed like that.
Because He Yi'an and the three were transfer students, Sister Yu asked them to go to the office.
The second period is a Chinese lesson.
The teacher spoke on the podium for a few minutes before they returned to the classroom, just when they met Xia Yu to get up and read the poem "Mountain Walk".
Today her throat is a little itchy, as if it is on fire.
She got up, cleared her voice, and then slowly spoke:
"Mountain Walk"
Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, deep in the white clouds there are people.
Stop," his throat began to itch again, and he paused for a few seconds halfway through reading, "Stop and sit love,"
Suddenly, there was a sneer at the door, she raised her eyes, met He Yi'an's eyes that seemed to be smiling, subconsciously looked away, and continued to read.
"Stop and sit in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February."
But what she didn't feel was that the atmosphere in the classroom began to become subtle, and there was a faint hint of playful laughter.
After she finished reading, He Yi'an passed by their table and glanced at her meaningfully.
Immediately, there was a burst of laughter from the boys in the back row.
Xia Yu lowered his eyes and stared at the textbook again, only then did he realize the deep meaning in his eyes, and his face turned red.
There was a subtle and ambiguous atmosphere in the classroom, with the boys teasing and the girls blushing.
Classroom discipline was destroyed, the teacher frowned, and knocked on the lectern angrily, "Give me peace!" What to laugh at, what is so funny. β
The words fell, and the voice in the back row gradually became quieter, but for some reason, Jiang Yuan let out another burst of laughter at the table, and the classroom discipline that had just been better was destroyed again, and the teacher blushed angrily.
"You, get up for me!" The teacher yelled sternly.
Jiang Yuantian is not afraid, he is used to raising the bar with the teachers in the second class, not only does he not get up, but he also says: "Teacher, why did so many people laugh and arrest me." β
The frivolous and uninhibited tone annoyed the teacher even more.
"Get up! You and your table are all up for me! The ruler slammed on the lectern, showing her anger.
He Yi'an got up, Jiang Yuan also stood up, and the two tall men stood like this.
Although the teacher was angry, he also knew that it was not time to clean them up now, so he picked up the test paper, glanced around, and paused in the red circled words, and asked:
"Come on! Tell me, what does the 'sitting' of parking and sitting love mean? β
"You speak first!" The teacher pointed to Jiang Yuan.
"I don't know." Still in a frivolous tone.
The teacher was so angry that smoke almost rose above his head.
"What about you?" She pointed angrily at He Yi'an with a ruler.
After a moment, he softly spat out two words: "Sit." β
The casual tone seems to be not in the eyes of the teacher.
Jiang Yuan shrugged his shoulders with laughter on the side, and even the boys in the back row began to coax.
The teacher was angry and yelled at him: "Can you love while sitting, but can't you love when you stand?!" β
As the words fell, the classroom suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and then the whole class burst into laughter.
Some blushed, some laughed, and even slapped the table to make a fuss.
The teacher also reacted, his face flushed with anger, and he roared angrily: "Quiet!! β
After a while, the classroom gradually returned to quiet, but the atmosphere was still delicate.
The teacher was cheeky and coldly analyzed the poem, expressionless throughout the whole process.
Just after the lecture, she stopped talking to her classmates, held the book, and left the classroom angrily.
"Yours is yours!" Jiang Yuan watched the teacher leave and joked to He Yi'an.
He Yi'an raised his eyebrows, "I didn't do anything." Didn't she ask me to explain? β
He shrugged casually.
Then his gaze was fixed on the front.
Jiang Yuan said again: "Your personality has changed a lot today, what's the matter, how are you affected?" β
He bowed his head and gestured to Xia Yu.
He Yi'an glanced at him coldly, "Do you want to take care of it?" β
"Bang bang! I don't care~" Jiang Yuan laughed happily and teased, "Someone will care." β
He blinked.
He Yi'an gave him an elbow in disgust.
He immediately dodged and ran to Liang Tao's seat.
He Yi'an looked at Xia Yu, she had a ponytail today, and her jet-black hair was tied up by a hair rope, revealing a smooth neck, which looked more and more white under the sun.
When her eyes touched, her pink earlobes were slightly dark, like a pearl hanging down, crystal clear.
He licked his lips and kicked his foot off the front table.
Motionless.
Kick again.
Still not moving.
The third time.
Xia Yu couldn't bear it anymore, turned around angrily, and faced him, the soft sunlight sprinkled on her face, and her skin was pink, delicate and smooth.
I can't help but make people want to touch it.
He raised his hand slightly, Xia Yu dodged, staring at him cautiously, causing him to smile at the corners of his lips.
"What?" The tone is fierce.
But the voice was soft and glutinous, as if a fist was pounded on cotton, soft into the heart.
He chuckled, his low voice like the sound of a very good sound speaker, nice and pleasant, "Don't do it." β
Xia Yu's face warmed up, but he was still angry in his heart, snorted, turned around again, and turned his back to him.
It's like a gambling child.
He picked up the pen and poked her back lightly, poked a few times, softly, "Angry?" β
"What do you say?" She replied in a muffled voice.
"You provoked me, I'm not angry, why are you angry?" He said lightly.
Looking at her back, I really want to poke her slightly bulging bag.
Thinking that it was too late, he picked up the pen and poked her cheek mischievously, and then the bulging bag was deflated.
The ribcage shook uncontrollably, making a loud noise.
Pleasure spreads in the heart.
"What? I'm mad! She turned her head to give him a blank look, and snatched the pen from his hand with a quick hand.
Inadvertently touched his fingers, cool, his heart moved slightly, and his tense face suddenly relaxed.
He was her irresistible charm.
As soon as he showed weakness, she would throw away her armor.