Luo Xiaozhuang showed a well-behaved smile, "That'...... Can I not go to the teacher's office?"

The teacher also curled her lips and smiled, like a breeze and drizzle, "No." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked onto the podium, picked up the lesson plan and continued to ** national culture, and the rest of Luo Xiaozhuang, who almost thought that there was a 'play' just now, was hit on the table, and stared fiercely at the purple knitted cardigan and shirt dress of the foreign teacher, it really looked like Sven was actually scum!

Doesn't this teacher know that there is a saying called 'Teacher, I'm a senior this year......'

Back then, Luo Xiaozhuang, a freshman, saw a senior taking the make-up exam Ma Ji arrested, and he pulled the invigilator and said affectionately: "Teacher, I'm a senior this year......

Then, with the same affectionate gaze, the invigilator returned the note to him.

TAT

"Xiaoxiao, I'll help you go and tell the teacher, and you will go to the friendship with me unconditionally?" An Ning smiled like a stealing cat.

"Do you really have a way?" Luo Xiaozhuang glanced suspiciously at An Ning, who had a wicked smile on his face.

An Ning raised her index finger and gently put it on her lips, and made a wink towards her: "Wrap it around me." ”

"I believe you once. Luo Xiaozhuang held the idea of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and continued to paint her Q version.

Staring at the chubby Q version of the villain with a pair of huge black-framed eyes on the white paper, the tip of the pen can pierce through the paper as hard as a scrape, and write down the words 'I hate to take a big !!class'.

In the sound of the lecture, the bell finally rang.

The moment the bell rang, Luo Xiaozhuang secretly moved his ass off the seat and went under the table. The teacher standing on the podium had a smile in his eyes, he could see her movements at a glance, and looked at her cat's waist and running posture, and said in a deep voice: "The classmate who was named just now, come with me to the office." ”

Luo Xiaozhuang greeted his ancestor in his heart.

Reluctantly, he got up from under the table, his face stretched.

An Ning, who was packing up books and notes on the side, suddenly covered her head and groaned. Luo Xiaozhuang's eyes rolled, and he bent down to support her shoulder with concern, "An Ning, what's wrong with you?"

An condensed his breath like a gossamer, "belly...... Painful ......"

Luo Xiaozhuang had a big embarrassment on his face: Why are you holding your head for stomach pain.

Between the ants they are now on a rope, Luo Xiaozhuang can't bear to complain about her acting skills. Raised his head and frowned at the teacher, "Teacher, shall I send An Ning to the infirmary first?"

The teacher's eyes couldn't see clearly through the reflection of the thin lenses, and his fingers tapped on the lectern, always feeling a little creepy, "Go ahead, remember to tell the teacher in the infirmary if it was a headache or a stomachache." ”

An Ning slowly put her hand on her stomach, "My head hurts from my stomach, and I ......"

Luo Xiaozhuang: "......" pulled An Ning to turn around and run, and helped An Ning, who was weak, out of the classroom under the gaze of the whole class. As soon as he went out, Luo Xiaozhuang shook off An Ning's arm and complained unceremoniously: "Your acting skills are too bad, right?"

An Ning took her arm and walked to the dormitory closely, "It's that you don't know how to observe, right? This is a foreign teacher, at most, he will give us a dismount, and he doesn't really want you to go to the office......"

"Is that so?" Luo Xiaozhuang glanced at An Ning suspiciously.

Why did she think that the teacher who was born just now was very unpleasant, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.