Chapter 7: The Skirt Is Torn (1)
"I just met you!" Xia Yimo was a cloud of fog.
"Heh, it's enough for me to know you." With a snort, he stopped talking and took out the tablet to watch the game.
Xia Yimo didn't have a clue, didn't care about him anymore, and looked at the textbook.
However......
She watched it for a long time, and she didn't know where the teacher was talking about!
In math textbooks, there are numbers, Chinese characters and letters, and the Chinese spoken by the teacher is more difficult to understand than foreign languages!
Xia Yimo was a little crazy, a certain demon was still watching the ball game, she just wanted to speak, but the teacher suddenly said, "Now ask a classmate to come up and solve the problem." β
it!
The textbook in his hand rattled, and he prayed in his heart, "Don't call me!" Don't call me! Her little face was full of panic.
Mu Jingchen glanced at her, saw that she looked funny, and was about to tease her, when he heard the teacher shout, "Mu Jingchen! He thoughtfully asked, "Is this question okay?" β
"Of course." The corners of his mouth hooked casually, he didn't care, with one hand in his trouser pocket, he walked up to the podium elegantly.
Glancing at the blackboard, he took a marker and wrote. The font is chic and elegant, and in less than a minute, it is the process of solving problems on the semi-blackboard.
Soon, the math teacher exclaimed-
"Because this question is more difficult, I called Chen Shao, who is worthy of being a person who came back from studying abroad, and the answer is better than the teacher's thinking."
In an instant, applause erupted.
Xia Yimo was stunned, Mu Jingchen is so powerful?
"Learn scum, learn foam, learn bubbles, which one are you?" Mu Jingchen came back, hooked her chin, blinked her beautiful eyes, and spit out the words: "Xia, scum, scum,"
With a "coax", the classmates in front of them finally couldn't help it, ignoring the teacher's eye knife, lying on the table, laughing, and shaking their shoulders, which was particularly funny.
Xia Yimo's face was hot, and his mind was only surrounded by the demon's voice, "Xia scum, Xia scum......"
"Mu Jingchen peat!" Gash glared at him.
The bell rang just for the end of class, and before the teacher could say that class was over, she ran out of the classroom.
Mu Jingchen's face turned cold for a moment, his eyes swept around, and he threw down the sentence "If you laugh again, get out", and immediately chased out.
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"I just don't want to be talked about by the old man!" muttered, he was also fast, just past a corner, Xia Yimo's pink skirt was exposed, and she limped forward.
Limping?
With his brows furrowed, Mu Jingchen immediately shouted irritably, "Xia Yimo, you stop for me!" β
The pink figure really slowed down, but she shouted "I don't want to", and then increased her speed again, so that-
In the next second, with a "bang", he bumped into a person's arms, so he didn't die, his nose was just right, and he clucked on the hard button.
"It hurts!"
On the first day of school, can she decay a little more!
The little hand unconsciously grabbed this person's clothes, and she was just about to raise her head and say sorry, only to hear Mu Jingchen yell-
"Xia Yimo, you come over to me!"
"I don't want it!" The little face bulged, and the two claws tightened a little tighter, and to her surprise, the person who was hit by her chuckled nicely, and a big hand tightly wrapped around her waist.
Nima, where did this monkey come from?
She subconsciously struggled, and the hand was about to oppose her, deliberately forced, and couldn't move at all.
"Fu, Xi, Che," Mu Jingchen gritted his teeth, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Tut-tut, it's ugly.
Schadenfreude sighed, Xia Yimo reacted suddenly, these two people know?
She was just about to kick it away with her foot, when she heard Fu Xiche laugh ruffianly, "Mu Jingchen, long time no see." β
"Let her go!" Mu Jingchen's voice was extremely cold.
No matter how sluggish Xia Yimo was, he finally found out that these two people were incompatible.