In the classroom of the second class of high school, a Mediterranean hairstyling teacher stood on the podium with a calm face, pinching chalk and squeaking and writing mathematical formulas on the blackboard, and constantly explaining in his mouth.

However, mathematics is boring, although it is not a carnival of one person and the loneliness of a group of people, but there are only a handful of students who listen carefully under the podium.

"Who knows how to do this?" Teacher Gu put down the chalk, glanced at the listless students in the audience, and asked with a dark face.

Seeing that no one answered, the teacher asked again, but still no one raised his hand to answer.

Just as he was about to get angry, Teacher Gu suddenly caught a glimpse of a student with his head down and didn't know what he was doing, so he shouted angrily, "Pei Xi!"

As Teacher Gu's voice fell, the students all turned their worried eyes to the handsome boy sitting by the window.

Hearing the teacher call himself, Pei Xi looked away from the mobile phone screen, raised his head, raised his sword eyebrows, narrowed his Danfeng eyes slightly under his forehead, put down his mobile phone and stood up.

"I don't know Mr. Gu's question." Pei Xi glanced at the question on the blackboard, the corners of his lips rose, and the whole person looked handsome and handsome.

Pei Xi's voice is low, and the tail note is naturally upturned, which is magnetic and very good, but it is very harsh to hear in Mr. Gu's ears.

"Won't? I don't think you don't pay attention to the lecture in class, and since you don't smile and say it so reasonably, I think you're hopeless. The teacher who found the outlet to vent immediately lowered his face and said, while training people, some saliva stars soared out.

The smile on Pei Xi's face did not decrease, and when he was about to reply to Teacher Gu's words, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a boy outside the door walking in with a stack of papers.

Isn't that the class leader next door?

The moment he stepped into the classroom, Ye Dusheng raised his head and was about to shout a report, but he met a pair of Danfeng eyes that flashed with a tease.

As the two looked at each other, there were several sounds of surprise in the classroom.

"Ye Dusheng?!"

"Why did he come to our class?"

Before Teacher Gu could react, Ye Dusheng calmly retracted his gaze, said sorry, and turned to leave.

After knowing that Ye Dusheng went to the wrong classroom, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Ye Dusheng is so cute!" Pei Xi's backseat sister paper, holding her head said.

When Pei Xi heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said in his heart: Cute? Facial paralysis and cute face? He really doesn't understand what his sister thinks......

"Quiet! What are you arguing about, you laugh at Ye Dusheng, if you were half as serious as him, your results would not be so bad!" Mr. Gu is a mathematics teacher in the fourth class of the second year of high school, so he also knows Ye Dusheng.

After Teacher Gu yelled, the classroom was quiet again, and Ye Dusheng also returned to the classroom of the first class of the second year of high school.

"Teacher Zhou is in a meeting, you can correct the paper by yourself in this class." After speaking, Ye Dusheng sent down the roll that he had just brought into the classroom.

The teacher was not there, so Ye Dusheng, as the class leader, replaced the teacher and sat on the podium.

On the physics paper, the number one hundred scribbled in a red pen shows that Ye Dusheng does not need to change the paper at all. Ye Dusheng, who was bored, thought about the matter of Fang Cai.

Actually, he did it on purpose just now.

After taking the paper from his desk, he walked outside the second class of the second year of high school, and happened to hear the teacher calling the name of this lover of the plane, and his tone was very displeased.

So he had only been here for a few hours and had not seen his lover yet, so he lowered his head and pretended not to pay attention and walked into the classroom of the second class.

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Tomorrow I'll be eighteen, and I'll be an adult......

I can't say that I'm a minor anymore......

No, I'm still 17 mentally old, and I'm still a kid......