For some reason, suddenly I had a sense of helplessness that I wanted to cover my head, and I always felt that my future life would be very troublesome. This academy is simply weird, not only is it a female gentleman, but it also has male and female students mixed in class. Why is it that public opinion does not vigorously condemn it? Are all the squires and famous teachers here ****? What is the basis for the existence of such a academy?!

"Hey, brother!" Someone on the left tapped me on the shoulder.

I turned my head and saw a boy, my tablemate? Strange, when did I have one more tablemate. When I sat down just now, it was just two empty tables side by side, so I was troubled and chose the right side of the road. When did he come to sit next to me? Why didn't I feel it at all?

"Hey bro." He smiled brightly, as if he had picked up fifty thousand taels of gold: "I finally have a tablemate." ”

This sentence suddenly made my head pop. He finally has a table mate? Why hasn't he been at the same table? Could he be a naughty problem child? Or is it the overlord of the academy? Troublesome, what a rotten academy, just sit at a table and find a tablemate, and you can actually meet troublesome people.

"I'm not a problem child, let alone a college bully, just a very ordinary child, a kind and contented ordinary citizen." He seemed to know what I was thinking, scratching his head and letting his dandruff fall on the table. God, lie, he's absolutely lying! Ordinary? Just looking at the thickness of the dandruff on his head, it is only ordinary and limited.

It seemed that my thoughts were clearly written on his face, and he helplessly swept the dandruff on the table to the ground with his sleeve, winked at me mysteriously, and laughed: "Okay, I admit that I'm a little unusual." I know how to spell! Do you want to see it? ”

"I don't want to!" I finished in no uncertain terms, turned my head and pretended to be intently looking at the blackboard. The guys I position as troublesome people, I generally don't want to have anything to do with them, that's my principle of life.

"Look, look! Please! My tablemate tugged at the corner of my shirt with a bitter hatred, as if I would continue to be distressed if I didn't look at him.

However, what is the ****, continue to look at the blackboard intently.

"Look, I don't like this table!" His dark eyes grunted, and suddenly, the table in front of him disappeared inexplicably......

"Ahh

I almost swallowed my tongue in surprise when I saw the table disappear without a trace under my nose. By the time I realized that I wanted to cover my mouth desperately, it was too late. His exclamation had already been shouted, and it was not ordinary loud.

All my classmates turned their heads to look at me, and suddenly my face was red like a monkey's buttocks, and it took me a long time before I stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to!" ”

My weird tablemate pretended not to be **** at all, turned his head sideways and looked out the window intently, and blew a small tune with a pointed mouth.

Mr. Wang smiled slightly and tapped the blackboard with his whip: "Okay students, come, look here." Our new classmate doesn't seem to be comfortable with the new place, and we hope you can help him enthusiastically. ”

"Good!" The whole class agreed at the same time, giggling, how to sound like they were laughing at themselves. I bowed my head with a red face, and I regretted it to death. God, I'm embarrassed and dead, how will I let myself see people in the future!

The culprit, my table mate, patted me on the shoulder sympathetically and said something that almost broke me: "Just get used to it!" ”

Habit! What to get used to? Are you used to the inexplicable table disappearing inexplicably, or are you used to his nervous and very eccentric tablemate? I'm going crazy.

"By the way, it's interesting to see my spells!" The table smiled kindly, and at some point, the disappeared table actually returned, and it was still full of all kinds of messy books. He pulled one out of the pile of books and handed it to me: "Here, this book is beautiful." ”

"I don't want to see it." I turned my head and deliberately ignored him. God, what kind of academy is this, ignoring where those mountain-high books came from, just look at a classmate's desk with books that are close to one person high, why is Mr. not surprised at all and continue to class? Moreover, it seems that the surrounding classmates didn't notice it at all?

Are they used to it?

I suddenly became worried about my future life. Judging by the attitude of my husband and classmates, this place is not a good place to study at all. Can you really graduate and be admitted to Xiucai? Woo, if I can't pass the show, according to my mother, my life will be over. I don't want it!

I almost cried and waited until the end of class, and at that moment, the tablemate who had been harassing me suddenly shouted and rushed out excitedly. It's faster than sir.

As if he hadn't seen anything, the gentleman tidied up his things without changing his face, and then walked away slowly. Before going out, he smiled at me and encouraged, "Come on, Ye Mu, I hope you can integrate into this place soon." ”

I nodded reflexively.

Speaking of which, this, hey, if you don't care about this weird academy and the weird tablemates, it's actually not bad. At least Mr. Wang is very good, much more pleasing to the eye than the former gentlemen in the academy.

By the way, Mr. Wang taught the Analects, and although he didn't listen carefully to the first class, he thought it should have taught quite well.

The second class is the Tao Te Ching, Mr. Zhou's surname is Zhou, he is not tall, has cross-eyed eyes, and is about 40 years old.

"Shorty Week's class was the most boring." As soon as I started class, the whining voice of my weird tablemate popped up in my ears and startled me. When did this guy go back to the classroom and sit next to me? I didn't feel it at all.

He covered his ears listlessly and lay on the desk, as if Mr. Zhou's voice was a mantra, and he muttered depressedly: "Boring! Bored! Die of boredom. ”

Don't get involved with him! Don't get involved with him! I secretly reminded myself in my heart that he didn't exist at all, and tried to listen attentively, trying to find out the progress of this academy. Unexpectedly, after a while, I heard chills all over my body. Is Mr. Zhou really just a beginner course? Why does it sound like grandpa has been talking to some old pedant all year round? It seems that this game should only be a question when the examiner is examined! Why is this academy so powerful?

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