Ji Yuchen walked up to the podium with a calm expression, took the chalk handed over by the teacher, turned around, and turned his back to the students below.

His back endured all kinds of shock, suspicion, incomprehension, and curious glances from everyone.

The classroom was eerily silent, save for the sound of chalk rubbing against the blackboard.

An Ruofeng didn't seem surprised, he leaned on the back of the table a little easily, and looked at the people on the podium for a long time.

Ji Yuchen's hand holding the chalk kept flying on the blackboard without a moment's pause.

Originally, the teacher's gaze turned from doubt to surprise, and nodded approvingly when Ji Yuchen put down the last list of formulas.

"What is your name, classmate?" He usually sleeps during class, and the teacher generally doesn't pay attention, so they don't know what his name is.

Ji Yuchen threw the chalk into the chalk box, lazily patted the chalk ash on his hand, and raised his eyebrows casually, "Ji Yuchen." ”

Then, he slowly returned to his seat.

He looked at Qiao Xinran staring at the solution formula he had made on the blackboard, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a satisfied smile, and his body moved closer to her slightly, "How is it?" How am I doing? ”

He seemed to be asking for credit, and his tone was a little complacent.

Because of the distance, his warm breath swept around her neck like a feather, and a low and pleasant voice sounded in her ears.

Qiao Xinran's hand holding the pen tightened unconsciously, a trace of stunned was flashed in her calm expression, her long eyelashes trembled, and her body shrank back, pulling away from him.

Ji Yuchen saw her reaction and sat up straight, although his eyes were staring at the blackboard, he glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Qiao Xinran lowered her eyelids and stared at her notebook a little distracted.

After eating at her house last time, she thought that his grades were not good because he couldn't keep up, and she thought that she had a bad relationship with his mother because of this.

Now it seems that she has done it too much.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xinran actually felt a little ashamed, but he also felt a little curious about why he wanted to act like a bad student.

"What do you want?" Ji Yuchen's voice interrupted her thoughts, Qiao Xinran reflexively turned her head, with a hint of dazedness in her eyes, and soon, she realized something, and calmly came back to her senses, looking indifferent.

Because she was distracted just now, Qiao Xinran didn't hear what the teacher on the podium said, she turned around, and suddenly, she didn't know what to do.

"I've already talked about it." Ji Yuchen looked at her notebook and wrote down only one formula, and nothing else.

Qiao Xinran raised his head, and sure enough, a large row of solution formulas that Ji Yuchen had just listed on the blackboard had been erased.

She lowered her head in frustration, annoyed that her mind had wandered.

Ji Yuchen saw her reaction in his eyes, stretched out his hand, took her notebook, the pen moved in his hand, and his voice sounded nicely, "I'm just okay with math." ”

Qiao Xinran turned his head to look at him slightly like an illusion that his thoughts were guessed, only to see his thin lips slightly open, as if he was afraid that she would not believe it, and increased his tone a little, "Really, it's just math." ”

It's as if the fog in front of me has been gently removed.,There's a sudden gloom.。。

Qiao Xinran looked at him quietly, his side face was as delicate as it was outlined with a paintbrush.