may be the reason why he has rarely dealt with people for three consecutive years, and Anchen has always been in a trance recently.

It takes a long time for a person to break a habit that has been going on for a long time, but when they really get used to the new state, the past experience will become a long time away.

Before Jiu Ge found himself, An Chen never thought that he would have such a thing as a bond with anyone.

At least in the living, he never thought of it that way.

Yawned, and Anchen walked straight into the school.

"Why are you here so late today?"

As soon as he arrived at the classroom, Li Xiao shouted at the top of his voice and walked quickly towards An Chen.

"Something happened on the way." An Chen smiled lightly and casually found an empty seat and sat down.

"You, you, you, you! How can you laugh? Li Xiao showed a ghostly expression.

"Anchen will laugh?"

"What? Anchen smiled? ”

Several classmates around who heard Li Xiao's voice turned their heads to look at An Chen, with the same ghostly expression.

In the eyes of his classmates, Anchen has always been a very strange existence.

All parties have made outstanding achievements, but they have been unknown.

The facial features are obviously very upright, and it can even be said to be very handsome, but it has not been able to attract everyone's attention as if it used some magic, just like a transparent person in the class.

If he hadn't been in that Buddhist style on weekdays, the incident about Jiu Ge would probably not have caused any big waves.

For a long time, Li Xiao was the only one in the class who liked to talk to him on weekdays, even if An Chen didn't talk and ignored people, he was never tired of it.

The class even gossiped about Li Xiao because of his strange behavior, but in the end, everyone regretted to find out that Li Xiao was just a straight man with only nine songs in his heart.

Since the last time the inch-headed man made trouble, slowly, the number of people questioning Anchen and gossip has greatly decreased compared with the beginning.

At least everyone can no longer treat him as an ordinary transparent person.

Usually, when I encounter it, everyone is also in a state of secret observation.

Glancing at Li Xiao with some disgust, An Chen didn't speak again, and returned to his expressionless state.

Looking out the window, he waited quietly for the next class bell while blowing the wind.

When the teacher walked into the classroom, the temperature in the classroom suddenly became much higher for some reason.

The student sitting on the edge of the room ran to turn on the air conditioner after getting permission from the teacher.

An Chen hesitated for a moment and turned his head to look out the window.

Sure enough, he and Zhang Zhidong's eyes met.

Seeing An Chen turn around, Zhang Zhidong's expression was very excited and floated wildly towards the window.

As if he hadn't seen it, Anchen slammed the window shut, and gestured that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing that the teacher and the classmates on the side were a little shocked to look at his rude movements, An Chen replied calmly: "You have to close the window when you turn on the air conditioner, and you didn't control the strength just now." ”

I don't know if it's his delusion, as soon as he said this, the person sitting next to him turned his head directly and didn't dare to look at him.

Zhang Zhidong waited outside the classroom window for a minute to no avail, and drifted to another teaching building with some regret.

The class being held in Jiuge's class is ancient Chinese.

Ancient Chinese is a very boring course for Chinese language and literature majors.

What's even more puzzling is that it is obviously a class with low enthusiasm, but the school arranged four consecutive classes for them, which directly occupied the entire morning.

There are more women than men in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, and because of the weather, a small number of male students also skip more than half of the classes.

The bald old professor was talking above, and most of the students below were dozing off at their desks.

Falling asleep, the temperature suddenly became hot.

The air-conditioned classroom itself could not feel the cold air directly, and everyone was woken up in their seats.

Jiu Ge sat alone in the penultimate seat by the window and quietly took notes, because of her own cold aura, few people in the class dared to talk to her on weekdays, let alone sit next to her.

As soon as he felt the unusual temperature, the keen Jiu Ge immediately guessed what was going on in front of him.

Glancing out the window with her spare eyes, and after confirming that it was Zhang Zhidong, she immediately moved her gaze back to the ancient Chinese teacher who was wiping her sweat.

"Ms. Jiuge! Ms. Nine Songs! Zhang Zhidong shouted outside the window with full of anger.

After shouting about ten or twenty times, he found that Jiu Ge might have been deaf or temporarily deaf in class, and he didn't hear his voice at all.

Because he was worried about Jiu Ge, Zhang Zhidong thought about it for a while, and floated in through the window.

Within seconds, he floated in front of Jiu Ge.

"Ms. Jiuge! Are you okay! He asked with concern.

Maybe it's heat stroke!

If it is deafness caused by heat stroke, it may cause a big problem if it is left alone.

"Ms. Jiuge! Are you still conscious? ”

Hearing Zhang Zhidong's shout, Jiu Ge stared straight ahead, his eyes didn't even focus on him.

As if fearing that she would be mistaken for unconscious, she even hooked her hair with her right hand.

"Ms. Jiuge! Did you see that little hairy head? ”

Zhang Zhidong felt that Jiu Ge should not have suffered from heat stroke, maybe he was just too addicted to the ocean of knowledge, so he didn't notice himself.

"When I asked him to endorse the book today, he suddenly ran away while I wasn't paying attention, and I thought he might come to your school to find you!" Zhang Zhidong continued to explain.

Jiu Ge's eyes were still glazed, and his eyelids no longer continued to move.

"Ms. Jiuge! Ms. Nine Songs! ”

Zhang Zhidong waved his hand in front of Jiu Ge, but Jiu Ge still didn't react.

After thinking about it, he simply put his whole face directly in front of Jiu Ge's face, eye to eye.

Jiu Ge still didn't react, and his expression and expression didn't change at all.

Maybe because she was too focused on the lecture and didn't blink her eyelids, her eyes were covered with a faint layer of moisture.

"Well, I love to learn to this point, not bad! Respectable! Madam, you must be a god of learning that I have never met in my life or since! ”

patting his chest, Zhang Zhidong moved his head away, standing in front of Jiu Ge with a heartfelt shock.

"Not bad! The future of the motherland depends on you! I can't throw in the towel! Watch me get that little hairy head back in half an hour! Zhang Zhidong laughed hahahaha, turned his head and floated out of the window.

For a while, the temperature in the classroom returned.

Several boys who were urgently trying to fix the air conditioner also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiu Ge lowered his eyes, turned his back, and gently wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

"Woo ......"

It's so close, and his eyes are still staring at him......

It's scary, it's really scary......

With a soft sob, she turned her head again, her expression regaining her cold composure.