The students of Class 9 were all shocked since they went through such a late self-study, this history teacher is really fierce!

At this time, Cheng Yao was particularly glad that she was tall and not sitting at the front table, otherwise she would have to be patronized by the boogers who bounced off the crow's feet.

Of course, there is another story that the history teacher has to talk about, and that is her mantra.

The history teacher's mantra is: how.

And this mantra is unimaginably ubiquitous.

For example, this is what she said when the history teacher was about to give homework.

"How about today's homework, how about your homework book, how about our class today, finish it."

Well, it's just such a simple assignment and a sentence with "how's it" added.

Because it sounds weird, once, when Cheng Yao was in class, he specially counted how many times the history teacher would say it, and as a result, guess what, he actually said 73 in one class!

After class, Cheng Yao, Hou Yanan, and Su Jiqun laughed so hard that their teeth were about to fall out, and she ran to tell Cheng Haoxuan happily, but as a result, Cheng Xiansen's laughter was too high to get it.

Cheng Yaotong stared at him for two seconds, his eyes lit up, he stretched out his claws, and directly pushed the corners of his mouth on both sides, and he was immediately happy, "Hmm~ smiled!" ”

It was very satisfying.

Cheng Haoxuan saw her smiling so happily, and reached out to hold her hand, "It's not good to go to class, it's really not good!" Although he was a little serious when he spoke, the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and there was no hint of reprimand.

"I was wrong~ The point is that the teacher is too funny!" Cheng Yao hurriedly admitted his mistake, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, where was the slightest meaning of admitting his mistake?

As soon as Cheng Haoxuan saw her dog-legged smile, he didn't hesitate and patted her head, "Okay, it's almost class, I'll send you back to the classroom." ”

However, Cheng Haoxuan remembered something that Su Jiqun had told Cheng Yao before, and later heard from Hou Yanan that Cheng Yao only knew about it, so he couldn't help pressing his forehead, "Do you still go to the library at noon?" ”

"Well, go ahead."

"In the future, I won't borrow those messy things."

Cheng Yao tilted his head and looked at Cheng Haoxuan, messy? What do you mean?

Cheng Haoxuan sighed helplessly, he couldn't say that he was struggling with Cheng Yao's knowledge of something.

The cafeteria at noon was the most lively, most of the students became the 100-meter sprint runners, and rushed into the canteen like a whirlwind, after all, the food in the cafeteria was not very good, and there was no food to eat when it was late. But Cheng Yao has always disliked competing with people for anything, and so is Cheng Haoxuan, and the two of them slowly arrived at the cafeteria.

Over there, Chen Lele and the others had already lined up, and when Chen Lele saw Cheng Haoxuan coming, he hurriedly beckoned them to go over and cut in line.

Cheng Haoxuan asked Cheng Yao to order, she looked at it, and after choosing a few, she saw Cheng Haoxuan ordering a dish of spicy chicken, and hurriedly said to him: "Lele said that you had an upset stomach yesterday, don't eat spicy food." ”

Cheng Haoxuan nodded, and asked the aunt at the window to change to another dish.

Cheng Yao turned his head and took the bowl and chopsticks, and went to fill the soup by the way, but instead of giving Cheng Haoxuan chopsticks, he put a bowl of soup in front of him and said, "Drink some soup first and then eat, this is better for the stomach." ”

He picked it up and drank the soup, lowered his eyes, and blocked the smile in his eyes, what is domesticated is domestic, and he knows that it hurts.