Ming Zhenhai didn't know that he had attracted someone's attention, and even if he did, he wouldn't have any idea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the current affairs exam began.

It's a very useless class, at least that's what Ming Zhenhai thinks.

If learning Mandarin can also make people literate, they will not go to the wrong place when they go out; learning mathematics can make clear accounts, and they will not be scraped a few cents more when buying groceries; if they study chemistry, they will understand the common sense of life and will not hold a gas tank as a pillow; and if they learn physics and know how to save effort, it is a magic weapon for lazy people.

So what can current politics do? Nothing can be done!

It's just a discipline for brainwashing.

Some people may say that reasoning makes people grow in wisdom, but in this day and age, fists seem to be more effective. Therefore, Ming Zhenhai knew why finally let a martial arts student be their current affairs teacher in the school.

No matter how you complain, what needs to be done is still to be done.

When the bell rang, he was just about to pick up his pen when he suddenly noticed that the examiner on the podium was looking at him.

Looking over suspiciously, he found that the other party was not like the morning, trying to pretend to be serious. Instead, he looked at him boldly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I have to say that this is a standard beauty, with a smooth claw face and a delicate nose. If you look closely, you will also find that behind the lenses, there are a pair of large, agile eyes, which flash a little sly from time to time.

If the dignified and solemn in the morning was completely an OL royal sister fan, this chuckle in the afternoon immediately made him find the gentle and amiable feeling of the sales lady.

Seeing the other party's unscrupulous appearance, Ming Zhenhai gave up the idea of competing with the other party, lowered his head and did the question honestly.

There is no time to do the question, and it has been ten years since I started writing. From the beginning of the pen to the last word, Ming Zhenhai looked up at the clock above the blackboard. Before you know it, 15 minutes have passed.

Later, he found that the beautiful examiner was actually looking at him again.

At this time, Ming Zhenhai, who had already finished the question, still had 5 minutes to hand in the paper, just bored, he wanted to see what the examiner wanted to do, so he also looked at it presumptuously.

Spotting Ming Zhenhai's gaze, the beautiful examiner raised his eyebrows, leaned back against the wall, and looked at each other intently.

From the perspective of Ming Zhenhai, it is just a bit of an angle from the side. The opponent's originally exaggerated back curve is even more amazing because of this upbringing.

Originally, Tong Lijia was the kind of Westerner with a high waist, long legs and big breasts, but now the slender waist is more slender, and there is almost a feeling that her hands can stretch her waist.

And on the elongated slender waist, in contrast, **** is even taller. Coupled with the secret teasing between Tong Lijia's eyebrows at this time, Ming Zhenhai immediately felt that his blood was uncontrollable.

It was as if some boiling water had been inhaled in the body, and the whole body was boiling.

He quickly looked elsewhere, not daring to look any further.

Tong Lijia flicked her bangs, and then a smug smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she secretly said in her heart that the young man was still a little tender, and he still wanted to fight with his sister.

The two male assistants who had been secretly peeking at Tong Lijia for the exam almost fell to the ground with their eyes on the ground.

They don't understand why this beautiful female teacher is not in love with them in their prime, but has always been interested in a middle school student. Is it now popular to play the game of the royal sister to train the younger brother?

At noon, when the two of them were eating, they had already found out that the examiner of the demonic temptation was a teacher from Huainan No. 1 Middle School. As a martial arts teacher, they are a high-income group, and with the charm of money, they are almost invincible.

As soon as they saw this beautiful examiner, the other party's devilish figure made their mouths water. The most important thing is that although the other party is dressed as old, his delicate and smooth face looks like a chick at a glance.

They have agreed that they will launch an offensive after the exam, and they are bound to win this new tender but gorgeous flower. But I didn't expect other girls to have their own ideas, and they are more exaggerated than them, and they like more young teeth.

If this meeting is a coincidence, then they don't think anything about it yet. But when the exam is held in the next three days, every time the examiner finishes Ming Zhenhai's test papers, the next day, Ming Zhenhai's gaze will be more tempting and teasing.

Even if Ming Zhenhai wanted to avoid this kind of staring, the examiner would walk up to him and pretend to look at his test paper, but in fact he would come close and look at each other closely.

The other party leaned down, and the close-up viewing felt the greatness of her body even more, coupled with the fragrance on the other party's body, it was not okay to stimulate people.

By this time, the two assistant examiners had already determined that they were out of action.

Compared with the loss of the two assistant examiners, Ming Zhenhai is in pain.

It can be said that the exam did not tire Ming Zhenhai, but this kind of test tired Ming Zhenhai.

The other party always teases with those unintentional small gestures, or small expressions, so that they can't say what they want to say. Of course, what you want to do, it's even more impossible.

In desperation, basically every time he arrives, he hands in the papers, and then runs away.

And that night, Guo Meiting obviously felt Ming Zhenhai's irrepressible enthusiasm, if it wasn't for the exam the next day, maybe it would have become a good thing. (To be continued.) )