How can I say it, as a class teacher, I shouldn't have stepped forward to stop it, but the student Lin Xiran in front of me never communicated with other students in or out of class, and never took the initiative to answer any substitute teacher's questions, which is completely one of the special cases in the class.

For this reason, she also asked her classmates privately before, and learned that Lin Xiran had never communicated with any classmates in private, this question has puzzled her so far, and now this...

"No need, Mr. Zhang."

Xu Mo raised his head and said with a smile, the firmness in his eyes made people really unable to find a reason to refuse, especially Zhang Shuhua, who was the head teacher of the second class of Yuying Middle School.

Then he grabbed Lin Xiran's hand on the book and got up, and said solemnly in the complicated eyes of the whole class: "Hello tablemate, I hope Lin Xiran will not get tired of my interruption in the next time, believe me, we will become the most suitable table in high school!" ”

"Brother Xu Mo, classmate Lin Xiran has always disliked being disturbed, so many classmates in the class might as well be you changing to a table and not disturbing her study."

Seeing that the head teacher, Teacher Zhang, was not obstructing, Ke Yunrou's sudden voice undoubtedly woke up the students who were silent in the class, and gradually began to muttered in a jealous whisper about Lin Xiran's strange behaviors on weekdays, such as being alone, walking with his head down, and so on.

Of course, the most bizarre thing is that she never answers any substitute teacher's questions in any class, and even when she is named, she remains silent, refusing to talk to her classmates or teachers in school.

The discussion in his ears intensified, Lin Xiran's palms began to tremble slightly, sweat soaked every line of his palm, and his eyes began to become trance-like, staring at the pair of spotless white sneakers under the straight pants in front of him.

"Teacher Zhang heard that Lin Xiran is the only student in this class to enter Yuying No. 1 Middle School with a full score in composition, so as I prefer physics and abandon liberal arts, she must be at the same table!"

Xu Mo's firm words, which belonged to the new tablemate, sounded in his ears, Lin Xiran tightened his palms suspiciously, looked at Teacher Zhang with a smile and nodded and left, entangled in his heart about their relationship at the same table that was frozen by this sentence, why did this Xu Mo classmate insist on being at the same table with her?

Lin Xiran was awkwardly entangled all afternoon, and suddenly there was a classmate next to her, although she didn't hate this new classmate, but she was obviously not very used to it, especially the occasional accidental collision between arms made her faintly curious about the expression on each other's faces.

At the same time, I was a little worried that this Xu Mo classmate would look at her with strange eyes like other classmates in the future, or if it would still be the clean smiling face before.

Unable to tell whether it was intentional or unintentional, a dry cough from physics teacher Yang Ming interrupted Lin Xiran's doubts, and he retracted his mind in frustration, distracted thoughts, and concentrated on looking at the dense physics formulas on the blackboard.

There was a slight collision at the elbow again, and a half-closed note was handed from the right hand, and the first reaction after instinctively taking it was boredom, but the fingertips still couldn't hold back the curiosity in the bottom of the heart, and opened the note.

After hesitating for a few seconds after looking at the flowing font on it, he wrote in the blank space on another line: I'm not as boring as you, it's class time, please don't disturb me!

Looking up at Yang Ming, the teacher with physics formulas written on the blackboard, his fingertips nudged the note to his right hand, and the tail of his eyes inadvertently glanced at the slender left fingers on his right hand.

Fair and slender, like a slender jade finger from an ancient mural, he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart and moved up the sleeve of his brand new school uniform, the handsome side face, the focused expression when he bowed his head to write, and the handsome nose, the faintly visible déjà vu came to his face, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

The sudden glance made her lower her head in embarrassment and panic, but she still clearly noticed that the other party was smiling, and his smile was still very clean and attractive.

It's no wonder that the teachers and classmates who just transferred to the class like him so much, especially the naughty little tiger tooth that is revealed with the pulling of the laughing muscles, which is so cute.

Lowered her head again and looked at the note that appeared in her palm at some point, and a new line was added under her fair and beautiful handwriting: Lin Xiran, how old are you and you are so naïve to write with a ruler?

The ballpoint pen in his hand clenched and stared at the asymmetrical lines of font on the paper, and for the first time in his life, he felt ashamed because of the word flowing water, and in annoyance, he blackened the overly neat font circle and put it back in his palm, and his eyes returned to the podium.

After the second period, a notice was posted on the bulletin board of the school with big red letters in black soft font on the background, and from a distance, several male students of the class were bustling around the list, and I don't know what they were coaxing again.

In fact, she really doesn't understand these people sometimes, obviously they are already high school students, and they don't see the legendary calmness mentioned in the book at all.

Suddenly thought of something, looked down and looked for the note that she put alone, the corners of his mouth pulled a few times, he actually said that she was naïve, do you know how to define naivety?

Looking up at it casually, his eyes seemed to be fixed on another pair of clean and smiling eyes, but that little smile made Lin Xiran's heart tense inexplicably, and then he threw away the idea of an accurate definition of childishness.

As the figure got closer and closer, the sight became deep and domineering, and people couldn't help but want to escape, such similar eyes made her afraid, and gradually panicked to the point that the six gods were masterless, and her mind was blank, as if she had returned to the depths of her memory, that helpless afternoon.

As his hands trembled involuntarily, the sweat of the bean sage poured out from his forehead one after another, dripping softly down his almost pale little face.

In a trance, he couldn't tell whether it was reality or inner imagination, and when Lin Xiran came back to his senses again, the big class was already a quarter of the way through, looking at the dense formulas on the blackboard, and hesitantly opened the textbook.

At the end of his eyes, he subconsciously swept over Xu Mo, who was staring intently at the blackboard, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't notice her "secret".

After school, Lin Xiran ran home twice as fast as usual, sneaked into the storage room with light steps, found a dusty suitcase, and secretly dragged it into the room.

A few minutes later, he went upstairs with a well-behaved face and handed the milk in his hand to his grandmother and said, "Grandma, you should rest early after drinking, the restaurant owner said that he has been busy recently and wants me to stay and help, so don't wait for me if you rest early." ”

"Okay, Xiran, you remember to come back early, not too late."

The chatter in her grandmother's mouth behind her made Lin Xiran's eyes red, and the foreign object at her feet when she just walked in reminded her that her grandmother was secretly busy again, and she must be so tired that even the chatter in her mouth became tired and weak.

Closing the door of the room and opening the dusty suitcase, she didn't want to touch that person's things again, but for the sake of her grandmother, she still made up her mind to try it, so she borrowed it first.

Stripped of the blue and white school uniform, a small floral dress, looking at the familiar eyebrows in the mirror, Lin Xiran's face stiffened, and then he grabbed the makeup bag in the suitcase and changed it, which was bound to erase the only familiarity between the eyebrows.

This familiarity made her feel deeply disgusted and ashamed, especially when she heard about that person's recent situation from others, the resentment in her heart fermented again and again.