It was May 15th. The Dragon Boat Festival has just passed, the heat wave is coming, and Huilan didn't sleep well the night before. But I still didn't want to miss Mr. He's class, so I came to the spirit.

Who would have thought that it was really not suitable to travel today, when Hui Lan was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly the carriage braked suddenly, and Hui Lan was almost slapped on the wall of the car. She was directly flashed to her throat, and she didn't say anything, and her head was watered by a kettle, and her heart was flying. Nima, it's definitely the corpse that will be able to fall asleep.

Since Hui Lan can go out freely, in order to avoid trouble and satisfy some feelings, she has always worn men's clothes. Because I went to attend a class, I didn't bring a maid, but only a guard who often brought a horse.

At this moment, the three corpses of Huilan jumped violently, and they just wanted to scold people. As a result, before she could scold, the guard had already stabilized the carriage and left a sentence, "Lang Jun is fine, it's only because there are raccoon slaves running around that the vehicle is unstable, and his subordinates will go to arrest the culprit." He jumped out of the car and ran.

Hui Lan will not be able to go out, the shape is too beautiful. But she didn't bother to wipe her hair and clothes, because her homework and carriage were more urgent.

The rolled paper was all lost except for the tips that were a little dry. She didn't have to open it, just saw that her hands had been dyed, and Huilan was already crying without tears.

Woohoo lament, Hui Lan could only fold it up and put it on the table first. Then while wiping the water stains on the car mat, he secretly grinded his teeth, and the stinky boy learned to slip his head. Wait for next month to deduct your monthly money, and see if you cry by then.

Soon, through the breathable bamboo curtain, Hui Lan saw the guard hurrying over with a civet cat.

Looking at the culprit who was shrunk into a ball, Hui Lan threw the half-wet hand towel on the table, gritted her teeth and said, "Grab it and don't let it go, I'll take it home at night and I'll dispose of it." Let's go, go to the house. ”

The guard responded sharply, jumped into the carriage, grabbed the cat with one hand and drove the car with the other, but he was stable.

Fortunately, the temperature rose, and the dampness on Huilan's head and body quickly dried up. But the clothes got wet, and when they dried, they wrinkled, and they got a little paint. There is no way, so I can only go back to the house to change clothes first.

Huilan has inherited the procrastination symptoms of her previous life, and of course she still attaches great importance to class, so she basically steps on the points. This time there was a delay on the road, and I had to go back to change clothes, so I was a little nervous. So Hui Lan kept urging the coachman and guard.

However, this is a coachman and escort who has seen the world, and it was chosen by Huilan's aunt and father. It is also his companion since childhood, learning and growing together, and seeing people cut blood. From Huilan into the Gu family, whenever he went out, this former guard was by his side. Therefore, the relationship between Zeng Wei and Huilan is not an ordinary relationship between masters and subordinates, but more equal.

So although Hui Lan was worried about being late and urging, Zeng Escort responded, but she still maintained a safe speed. In this regard, Hui Lan had no choice but to hate the raccoon slave in his hands. It's all your fault, and I must clean you up.

Huilan hurriedly got out of the car, rushed into the room, changed her clothes and combed her hair as quickly as possible in history, and then rushed to the next door. It's so hanging that she was locked out, but fortunately, Huilan and this family are neighbors, and they are more familiar than the average mixed class student, so they squeezed into the last train by brushing their faces. Thank God, Hui Lan is very glad that it is men's clothing, and it is too simple to change clothes and comb her hair, otherwise she will definitely not be able to do it.

Entering the open hall used as a classroom, Huilan quietly stayed in the corner, hoping that the teacher would not see her. This is not a social terror, based on the vest of a man dressed as a woman, Huilan is very active here. I was also named to hand in my homework in the last class, but the homework was harmed, and she couldn't hand it in, so she could only pretend to be dead.

There are not many people who come to the mixed class, no more than ten people at most, and there are only four or five people who come regularly. After class, Hui Lan looked at her nose and nose, and recited the Tao Te Ching silently in her heart, praying that she could not see her and could not see her.

Mr. Ho has a good memory, but he is a good person. Seeing that Huilan was bent on pretending to be dead, she didn't let him tolerate. Only two names seem to have been heard, but the face of the classmate who never knows the face turns in the homework.

Huilan only felt that she was desperate to survive, and her troubles were gone. Finally regained his composure, and sat upright leisurely to look at the paintings of his classmates.

Mr. Ho is very patient and good at being a teacher. He meticulously commented on the students' works one by one, from pen movement to coloring to mood, none of them were left behind. Contains knowledge, teaches students, tactfully points out deficiencies and encourages students, and everyone listens carefully. The students who received the comments also nodded frequently, and they benefited a lot from being taught sincerely.

Therefore, the method is very important, and Hui Lan prefers Mr. He's teaching style to Mr. Ho compared to the teacher at home. If she had been more interested in calligraphy and painting, Mr. He would have been in better health, and perhaps she would have been interested in apprenticeship. But just think about it, the husband in the family has been teaching for a few years, and the theoretical knowledge is not bad, she really can't do this kind of lack of morality. Moreover, Hui Lan knew that she was actually not so motivated, so she covered her face...

Hui Lan's good mood ended when the second student's painting was opened, and a relaxed smile froze on her face.

The painting is a picture of a tanuki playing with butterflies, with natural coloring, mellow brushwork, and good emotions. Looking at it from afar, you can feel the joy of the tanuki slave and the author's affection. It would be even more perfect if the main character in the painting was not the one who ruined her homework.

There is no need to compare, just look at the dazzling yellow and white flowers, the white hair on the top of the head, and the evil panda eyes on the left...... It's okay to say it's a wanted photo of that scourge.

Hui Lan didn't bother to listen to the lecture anymore, and stared at the classmate who was standing in front of her right with her death gaze.

looks not low, thin, at least two heads taller than her. Cut, grow so tall to make a bamboo pole? His complexion is slightly dark, and he speaks with an accent and can't speak clearly. Where did the black boy come from, and he didn't practice his accent, so he would come to the temple to try to speak in tongues to the Son of Heaven?

Hui Lan turns on the taunting mode and picks on this fellow student who is suspected of being the owner of the raccoon slave. It doesn't matter who you are, if the dog bites someone, the owner has to pay money, and it doesn't make sense that the cat will not have to do anything if the cat gets into trouble. Hui Lan resolutely ignored the age of application of this decree.

Hui Lan decided, and went to meet this classmate after class. Find out your bottom first, and don't be afraid that when the time comes, you will turn your face and deny it, and hit and run. Hui Lan laughed there alone like a fox stealing chickens, fortunately no one saw it, otherwise her Fang Fei Feng's reputation would be absolutely ruined.

That's right, the men's Huilan tuba is called Fang Feifeng. Originally from Guanzhong, he is a distant relative of the Wang family, a member of the Ministry of Rites.

Hui Lan is used to having a big brain, and her thoughts have drifted for 108,000 miles. The brain made up for the wonderful duel, and Huilan laughed silently.

As a result, it is such an inch, and it may be that Huilan's eyes are too hot. Just as she shrugged her shoulders and smiled, the classmate suddenly turned his head to look over.

I don't know if it's because the eyes are too dark or bright, or the expression is too innocent, the male classmate seems to smile kindly. Hui Lan was stuck on the spot, even if he quickly turned his head to look at Mr., Hui Lan still had the rush to do bad things and was caught red-handed.

Huilan was stunned, and then became angry, stinky boy, and dared to mock her. Huilan sentenced him, and you are dead.