Several female classmates also felt a little embarrassed, especially after this incident, they felt even more embarrassed.

What did Nan He do when they were still scolding him?

Even for them to come up with such a good way.

The corners of Nan He's lips hooked up into a sneer, looked up at the girl who spoke, and asked, "Have you ever wanted to hear it?" ”

The girl choked, blushing and had nothing to say.

They seem to have really never heard Nan He's explanation at all, or it can be said that they don't want to hear it at all.

A group of people blushed, lowered their heads, and really didn't dare to look at Nan He's face at this time.

And Nan He didn't care about them, but sat directly in his seat.

"It's class!" Chen Qingqing said.

An Rose turned around and returned to her seat, and at this time, the history teacher Zhu Zhengye also walked in, glanced at the classmates, and knocked on the table a few times with a bamboo board, and the class quieted down.

"Is it me in class, or you in class, and I don't hear the class bell ringing." Zhu Zhengye looked at them with an angry face, as if he had eaten gunpowder.

Zhu Zhengye is usually very gentle, but when the students saw his cruel side today, they were all inexplicably a little scared.

The Zhu Zhengye in front of him is like a different person, no longer like the history teacher they know.

The students all quieted down, and Zhu Zhengye put down the ring ruler in his hand with satisfaction, lowered his head and began to flip through the book.

When Zhu Zhengye lowered his head, his sweater with a large collar hung down, and what was clearly visible was the scratch on his chest.

Nan He's eyes narrowed slightly, and when Zhu Zhengye spoke, he lowered his head and opened the history book, but he had a lot of thought in his heart.

Zhu Zhengye, their history teacher, has always been honest and gentle on the surface, and he rarely speaks loudly to the students in class, as if he doesn't have any temper at all, and he is very gentle to everyone.

Even if a student did make a mistake, he would just call him out and give him a private lecture, as if to preserve the dignity of the student, and rarely lecture the student in front of other students or teachers.

Most of the time, students are brought back to their faculty dormitories.

Thinking of this, Nan He's face changed instantly.

Faculty dormitories? Zhu Zhengye seems to have always only called female students to the faculty dormitory, as for male students?

He was never polite to them, even if he was really scolding, he didn't stay in and around the classroom or in the corridor, but called them directly to the office for a lecture.

Nan He seemed to have suddenly figured out something, glanced at Zhu Zhengye on the podium, and then went to class silently.

If it weren't for the scratches on his body, Nan He would really not suspect Zhu Zhengye's body.

Zhu Zhengye is five years old Chinese New Year's Eve today, he is still single, he has lived in school for a long time, and his private life seems to be very simple, but in fact, he is afraid that it is not simple at all!

Nanhe really didn't think of it before, but now he suddenly figured out a lot of things.

"Nanhe!" Suddenly, Zhu Zhengye on the podium shouted Nanhe.

Nan He stood up from his seat, "Teacher? ”

Zhu Zhengye stared at Nan He for a while, he deserved to be the class flower of their class, and he was indeed very beautiful, so he didn't know what it tasted like?

"Teacher?" Nan He called again.

"Look for me in the staff dorm after school."