240 Who is not a gangster anymore (12)
Bai Zhiyao cried and wiped a handful of tears, took the report card, sat in the seat, and continued to fill in the results silently.
Jiao Yang raised her eyebrows, walked over, leaned against her desk, rested her hand on it, and asked with a smile: "Eh, I said you, just because of such a broken position, offended me, is it worth it?" β
Bai Zhiyao pursed her lips and didn't speak.
"You don't really think that new teacher can help you deal with me, do you?"
Jiao Yang's smile was so bright that it was mocking, and he came up to her, his eyes full of bad emotions.
"You shouldn't be so naΓ―ve, Bai Zhiyao."
Bai Zhiyao's pen trembled, but she still didn't speak.
For the first time, someone was willing to come out and stand on her side, and what she had to do was to believe in him steadfastly.
Thinking of Bai Mingjue, the firmness in Bai Zhiyao's heart was in a trance for a moment.
Jiaoyang saw her expression, her eyes flickered, and the next second she stood up and continued to smile quietly.
"Why did you say that new teacher Bai was so good to you? As soon as he came, he gave you the position of squad leader, and supported you to compete with me secretly, what do you say he is trying to do? β
Bai Zhiyao's fingers holding the pen trembled, and the action of filling in the score stopped slightly, biting her lip, and shaking her mind again.
Teacher Bai
Jiaoyang looked at her expression, understood something more certainly, smiled more and more brightly, and bent over directly, startling Bai Zhiyao, who was distracted.
"Still. That Teacher Bai doesn't seem to have a good eye, doesn't he know that you don't even have the qualifications to be my opponent at all? β
"Me"
At this moment, Jiaoyang withdrew her bent posture. Standing in front of her with his hands on his chest, the corners of his mouth hooked, looking at her condescendingly: "Bai Zhiyao, do you like Teacher Bai?" β
Bai Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, completely panicked.
"Then I'll get him."
She said with a grin, as if it were as sparse and simple as buying a random piece of fruit in the supermarket.
"In three months, no, within a month, you'll see how I get him."
Bai Zhiyao looked up at her, her pupils trembling as if they were fragile.
How could she, how could she
Jiaoyang grinned and put her hand on her desk and bent down again. The smile was bright, and the eyes were dark.
"Bai Zhiyao, I told you. In the future, as long as it is what you want, you will not get it. β
"That's how I punish you."
After saying that, he left with a smile.
Bai Zhiyao's body froze there completely, watching her back as she left step by step.
She's a demon, and this guy is a demon!
Bai Zhiyao could barely help herself, tears coming out of her eyes.
Yes, even if she ruined her life, even if she didn't care about anything else, how could she reach out to innocent people?
and Bai Zhiyao, why are you so unconfident, firmly believe that she can really succeed. Forget about those gangsters in society, how can a man as successful as Teacher Bai be tempted by her? Bai Zhiyao
Tears grew more and more, gradually blurring the vision in front of him.
As for Jiaoyang, as soon as she walked out of the classroom in a good mood, she was stopped by the people in the class: "Jiaoyang, Teacher Bai asked you to go to his office, saying that he had something to talk to you." β
The boy came over and whispered to her, "That. . . Looking at the pile of papers on Mr. Bai's desk, it should be something related to your grades. β
Jiaoyang nodded, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I know, you can go back." β
"Huh."
She turned around and shrugged at Bai Zhiyao inside the door, feeling even better. Then, in front of her, he pushed open the office door and walked inside.
Bai Zhiyao's face was full of discouraged emotion, put down the pen, and was no longer in the mood to do things.
And Lu Ran, who was sitting in the back row, watched Jiaoyang's action when he walked into the office, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered meaninglessly.
Put a hat on your head, continue to lie down and start sleeping.
In the office, Jiaoyang closed the door, and then walked in with a smile: "Teacher Bai, are you looking for me?" β
Then she sat down next to him, her legs folded, and she looked at him with a big smile.
Bai Mingjue didn't look at her, looked at the few pages of the report card in his hand, and frowned when he saw her grades that had been plummeting since three months ago.
Other people's grades have dropped a little bit, but she is good, she fell directly to the bottom, and there is no trend of getting up at all in several mock exams.
With the foundation that she has been in the top three of the school every time in previous years, even if she hasn't learned anything in these three months, she will not become a countdown.
This can only show one problem: she is simply giving up on herself and doesn't want to learn.
For a student who is still likely to rise up like this, the former teacher may not remind her for fear of offending her, but he must fulfill his obligations as a teacher.
Jiao Yang sat in front of him, looking at him frowning, the corners of his mouth hooked, and suddenly ripped off the pages in front of him, and approached him like a cat.
"What's so nice about these, look at me."
Looking at her hot eyes, where is it for him to look at her, it is clear that he is staring at him directly.
Bai Mingjue laughed a few times meaninglessly.
"What do you have to see?"
"So what's so nice about these?"
Jiaoyang still hooked the corners of her mouth, opened a pair of big eyes, held her face in her hands, and looked at him like a cat.
"I said. You're so handsome. Really, you're a teacher who teaches for students, what do you do when you look so good? β
Bai Mingjue smiled faintly again, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "You can be honest with me, don't think about playing any tricks." Even if you compliment your teacher on being handsome, don't want to get an A in the final grade unless you perform well. β
Bai Mingjue said, throwing the few pieces of paper in his hand on the table.
Jiaoyang glanced at it, it was indeed her analysis of the results of these mock exams.
"What's the use of analyzing that thing?"
She glanced at him lightly and continued to look at him with a smile: "To solve the problem, we must start from the root, such as analyzing me directly." But then again, there's no such thing as taking an A, teacher, it's enough for you to coax those students outside, I don't care at all. β
Jiaoyang withdrew the hand held on her face, folded her arms to her chest, raised her chin slightly, and looked at her with a bright smile.
Bai Mingjue looked at her: "Then what do you care about?" β
"I care about you, teacher. After all, the teacher is so handsome, I must be the only one who paints your portrait. β
Her eyes were crooked, and suddenly she turned around and leaned over.
She was so close that Bai Mingjue could almost smell the faint fragrance emanating from her. The long hair on his body also fell, and the soft strands seemed to sweep his face inadvertently.
"You haven't been in love, have you, Mr. Bai?"