Chapter 232: Persimmon should be pinched softly
"I don't think we're suspicious, you should ask the people who are in the classroom."
Peng En stretched out his finger and pointed at the other three people, just poking Yang Xingyue next to him.
She was still a little nervous in her heart, and she was stimulated by the outside world, and suddenly let out a sharp popping sound - ah!!
She has never been so gaffe, even if she wants to complain and scream, she is silently and lightly in her heart.
That scream, as if Penn hadn't poked her, but bitten off a piece of her flesh!
Teacher He turned sideways to Yang Xingyue and said, "What's wrong?" ”
There was concern in his eyes, more of a temptation.
Penn had never seen anything like this before, and he raised his index finger high and said with a shocked expression, "Nani! When did I have such a powerful power! ”
The words and expressions of the second middle school, like the male protagonist of the Japanese manga, made everyone laugh.
It's not a time to relax, everyone is just laughing secretly.
The joy in my heart is like a cookie, and the smile on the surface is like eating a baby eating a cookie.
Sure enough, with Penn here, the barren soil can also bloom the flowers of happiness.
"Okay, don't make a fuss, stand aside." Teacher He symbolically reprimanded him and motioned for the remaining three people to stand in the center.
Yang Xingyue, Yang Xingyang, Gu Huai.
Yang Xingyue stood in the center, and the two boys stood separately on the left and the right.
If you look closely, you can also find that these two boys are paying attention to Yang Xingyue's movements intentionally or unintentionally.
One is her own brother, and the other is a cheating co-ordinator.
With this configuration, they can all play a winter.
"What were you doing that day?" Mr. He really didn't pay special attention to their movements.
The operation of the four human cats outside the window of the moral education department was a bit too impressive, and he barely remembered it.
And the three men, he vaguely remembered, seemed to have gone out alone and called no one again when Penn and the others carried the cake into the classroom.
In other words, all three of them were in the classroom at the time.
Mr. He had read the answer sheets of everyone in Sioux City No. 1 Middle School in advance.
Yang Xingyang's grades are really dismal, and the test paper is ...... It's better not to do it.
To say that he cheated, Mr. He is really a little difficult to accept.
Either he didn't cheat innocently, or this kid really has some problems with his brain, and he cheated and got into the exam like this.
Anyway, it was selected by the provincial competition, and the IQ should not be as low as this!
Gu Huai, Mr. He is the homeroom teacher of the third grade of high school, but as the director of the moral education department, he manages the school's affairs, including admissions.
He was very impressed by this kid at the time.
Who doesn't remember a handsome guy with good grades?
When he was recruited, Gu Huai had not yet grown, and his childish face was full of baby fat.
In less than two years, he has grown into a young man, and his eyebrows are a lot more handsome.
In the usual big and small exams, Gu Huai is also among the best, and even from time to time he will be the first in the grade.
There is also a big reason for Teacher He's preference and attention to Gu Huai, which is that Gu Huai is too similar to Peng En in his class.
Boys, playful, good grades.
This is already very enviable, but Gu Huai also has a good face, peach blossoms are constant, and he is the man of the year in the school as soon as he enters the school.
Now, it is also recognized by many people as a school grass.
When Mr. He just took him to compete, he was actually not very optimistic about him, and was more inclined to Peng En's good score.
It wasn't his elbow that went in.
In the in-class knowledge of high school physics, Peng En also learned one year more than Gu Huai.
As Peng's physics teacher, Mr. He naturally knows how well he has mastered knowledge.
With his talent and proficiency in the knowledge of high school physics, there should still be a good chance to pass the provincial competition and enter the provincial team.
And Gu Huai is different, Teacher He doesn't know him so well.
He has a girlfriend.
When you fall in love, it's very distracting.
Not to mention, as soon as he came to this competition class, he aroused the conflict between Lin Fei, Yang Xingyue, and his girlfriend.
At that time, he felt that Gu Huai was not a material for quiet reading at all.
As a result, as time went by, Gu Huai's mind became more and more determined, and he and his little girlfriend also faded, and they almost devoted themselves to the competition.
He also rejected Yang Xingyue's overtures and studied with peace of mind.
If you like someone, you can pretend to ignore him and not talk to him.
But the inner thoughts will still be like a flood beast, and they can't help but come out of their eyes.
Teacher He is a person who has come over, and there is just a little thing about the back and forth between students, how can he not see these careful thoughts?
It's just that what they did was still within his patience, so he didn't want to say it.
Gu Huai, whose abilities in all aspects are also rising, can be regarded as a hexagonal warrior.
The situation moved with the situation, Gu Huai rubbed the side into the provincial team, fought bloodily in it for so long, and rubbed the side into the national set, but it was also said in the past.
Of course, if you can't say it, it's also reasonable.
Persimmon has to be pinched softly, Yang Xingyang can be said to be the least suspicious of the three people, but Mr. He wants to start interrogating him.
"Yang Xingyang, you were doing questions in the last row of the classroom at that time, right? Did you see anything? ”
Yang Xingyang was like a frightened rabbit, his head was about to be buried in the ground, and he didn't dare to look up at Teacher He.
His heart was beating a drum, and he had the urge to shout "Mommy help".
Sister, sister, what are you doing, what should I say? What should Brother Jean do?
When encountering this kind of embarrassment, Yang Xingyang will always choose to retreat, endure, hide, and hide like a bell.
He didn't want to expose, he didn't want to cover up, he didn't want to do anything.
His head is full of [Don't ask me, I don't want to say anything. 】
Teacher He's words were like a powerful point in Chinese kung fu, directly fixing his body as motionless as wood, as if he had stopped breathing.
"What? Don't talk or look up, you're stiff and stiff? ”
Teacher He lowered his body and tilted his head, wanting to look at Yang Xingyang's eyes from below.
Yang Xingyang's head was buried even lower.
I can't see you, and you don't ask me anymore, please!
He prayed silently in his heart.
Teacher He stood up suddenly and walked in front of Yang Xingyang.
Like a domineering president, he paced slowly, his eyes gloomy and cold.
Raising his hand, Teacher He pinched Yang Xingyang's chin, raised his eyelids indifferently, and glanced at him.
A burst of coolness poured out from the bottom of Yang Xingyang's heart, spreading to all four limbs in a moment. (End of chapter)