All of Han Jingjing's plans were all in vain at once.

She gritted her teeth in annoyance, looked down at the book, how to look at it and felt that it was an eyesore, and suddenly picked up the pen and slid a lot on the book.

The girl next to her saw it and exclaimed, "Han Jingjing, what's wrong with you?" ”

Han Jingjing realized that he was out of shape, put down the pen, and closed the book: "It's okay...... The teacher is here, let's go to class. ”

Rong Yan sat in the front row and heard the words of Han Jingjing and the girl in the back, she hooked her lips and smiled, wanting to embarrass her, but she took a look at who didn't look good on her face.

In a class, the face listened confidently, and the notes were neat and clean.

After the lecture, the female teacher who taught them the appreciation of Chinese classical literature also specially picked up the notes of her face and looked at them, and said with great satisfaction: "The notes are very good, do you usually like classical literature?" ”

Her face was a little sweaty, although she had listened to this teacher's class for many sessions, this was the first time I had chatted with her: "Well, I like what I like, more than foreign literature." ”

The teacher asked her, "Which aspect do you like best, poetry or prose?" ”

Rong Yan thought for a while: "I like Han Fu more." ”

The female teacher's eyes lit up, "Really? Few people like Hanfu now, I didn't expect you to like it too, so do you like that one? ”

Rong Yan was a little hairy in her heart, this teacher usually looked at her steadily, and she suddenly said that she wanted to communicate with you and discuss Han Fu's appearance, which made Rong Yan a little panicked.

Because she thinks that the little thing she knows, compared with this teacher who specializes in classical literature, must be the axe of the class, and if she continues to talk about it, it is estimated that everyone will see her jokes.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the class to end, and some of the questions asked by the teacher were all answered by Rong Yan.

When the teacher heard the bell of the end of class, he remembered it and said to Rong Yan very regretfully: "Let's discuss it again in the next class, and I will bring you a book that I recently published specifically on Han Fu." ”

Rong Yan quickly stood up: "Okay, thank you, teacher." ”

Wait until you send this fanatical Hanfu hobby teacher away, and wipe the sweat on your head with your face.

The next class was going to change classrooms, so Rong Yan picked up her bag and went to the toilet first.

When the result came out, I happened to meet Han Jingjing holding a girl's arm and coming in affectionately, and deliberately twisted her head to the side after seeing her face.

His face remained unchanged as if he hadn't seen them at all, so he walked past them as if he hadn't seen them at all, washed his hands, took out a paper towel and wiped the water beads on his hands, then threw them in the trash can and left.

After Rong Yan left, the girl who was with Han Jingjing asked her curiously: "Han Jingjing, you quarreled with Rong Yan, aren't you usually very good with her, why don't you talk to anyone today." ”

Han Jingjing gritted her teeth, and the arrogant and indifferent appearance of her face just now stung her self-esteem.

She hated and said: "What's good, we've never been good, I'm just a little girl, I didn't understand it before, but now I can see it clearly, I don't want to be a maid anymore and it's boring." ”

The woman with her moved the corners of her mouth: "Uh, okay......"

After the whole morning class, Rong Yan and Han Jing sat quietly without the slightest interaction.

When I was eating in the morning, my face was still alone, so I found a table where no one was there and sat down, and ate by myself.

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