And Song Yi, she should check it out, she will definitely check it out!
at the same time.
There is a youthful harmony in the school.
In the classroom, Song Nuan sat quietly and worked on the questions.
The students were also reviewing seriously, and there was no sound in the classroom, and no one spoke.
At this time, the teacher pushed the door open and entered.
They clapped their hands: "Everyone stop the homework in your hands for a day, and the teacher has something to say."
Song Nuan lowered her head and didn't answer, just studying the physics problem in her hand.
I don't want to be distracted from my problem-solving ideas by the teacher.
All the students stopped, only Song Nuan was writing vigorously.
The teacher stood on the podium and could see Song Nuan at a glance.
The teacher frowned: "Song Nuan!"
Song Nuan sat on the spot and heard the wind without moving, without raising her head, but the pen in her hand never stopped.
The teacher really had no choice but to pick up the chalk in the chalk box and drag it towards her.
"Aww..." Song Nuan was hit on the forehead by the chalk, and screamed and covered her forehead.
Xing's eyes widened, and she turned to the teacher on the stage, with dissatisfaction in her soft voice: "What are you doing?"
"If you have anything to say, just say it. It's not that I don't have long ears. Why do you have to control my behavior?"
"Can't my ears just listen?"
"You" is always angry, knowing that Song Nuan, a girl, has always spoken amazingly, so it's not easy to manage.
Song Nuan was also very unhappy when her solution was interrupted.
The teacher exhaled, it is said that this little girl has a backstage background. She endured it.
"Now it is announced that we will go down to the playground to do a fire drill in a while, and firefighters will come to teach us about fire prevention in a while."
"All of you go to the playground to gather and line up immediately, and the squad leader will count the number of people."
Song Nuan: "Can I not go?"
"I can't not go!" The teacher couldn't bear it anymore: "I know you love to study, but there must be a limit. You have a lot of time to study. It's not bad for a while. This is a safe thing. You have to study, go listen."
"If the fire really comes and your life is gone, I'll see what you can learn from it."
"Hahaha" the students in the class laughed when they heard this.
Song Nuan: ""
In the end, reluctantly, they went to the playground and stood in line.
I don't know what's going on, the sun is a little big today, and it dazzles my eyes.
On the stage, the principal was speaking the official words, and Song Nuan felt drowsy after listening to it. It would be better to go back and solve a few problems.
She looked around, all the teachers were listening carefully, and some students were also speaking quietly.
Song Nuan thought for a while, and prepared to sneak away from the crowd.
And yet she did.
The cat leaned on its body, bypassed the crowd, and slipped away without arousing the teacher's notice.
The classmates just turned a blind eye when they saw it, and closed their eyes and didn't say anything.
Because their class was close to the toilet, Song Nuan wanted to go into the toilet and then get out.
He just came out of the queue and quietly went around to the toilet door.
Look back from time to time to see if the teacher has noticed.
Seeing that the teacher was still listening to the principal seriously, she took a deep breath, got up, and was about to go into the toilet.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" just got up, bumped into a person head-on.
She clutched her forehead, who did she provoke with her forehead today
She raised her head, her almond eyes were round, staring at the person in front of her.
The man was wearing a firefighting suit, not entering the fire scene, but plain clothes.
tall, but
The chest is so hard.
She now feels that her forehead still hurts. From this angle, looking at his delicate and resolute jawline, the man looks down at her.
Those eyes were slightly curved for a good-looking arc.
It should have been a pair of sharp and serious eyes, but now there is a smile and a sense of affinity.
"Student, what are you doing here?"
His voice is also nice, low, magnetic, and relatively thick, but the timbre is really nice.
Song Nuan thought so.
Just as Lu Yan came out of the toilet, he bumped into such a little girl.
His freshly washed hands were still dripping, he opened his hands, stepped back two steps and asked.
Song Nuan hummed for a long time: "I have a little stomachache, so I want to go to the bathroom."
Her voice was soft and waxy, she was at a loss, and she was full of excuses, but in the end she found such a bad excuse.
People can't help but feel funny and cute.
As soon as she finished speaking, a man's low laugh came from her ear.
Song Nuan frowned tightly: "What are you laughing at?"
Lu Yan said, "Little classmate, looking at you like this, it doesn't seem like you don't study hard."