How could he like me
The last class that morning was Gao Guohua’s mathematics class.
After the teachers of the previous subjects kept the class extended, Gao Guohua also lived up to expectations and kept the class extended.
Eating hotpot takes time. Although the hotpot restaurant is near the school, it still takes some effort to go there and back. Zhang Shuxian was very anxious, but Gao Guohua on the podium was still slowly explaining the knowledge points.
Yan Xingqian and Sheng Xiaowen had already come down from the sixth floor and were standing outside the window waiting for them.
Perhaps they were bored of waiting, for when Zhou Anran inadvertently looked out, the two people outside started making faces at her.
Zhou Anran couldn't help but smile. She caught a glimpse of Gao Guohua as if he was about to turn around, so she quickly suppressed the smile and continued to listen to the class attentively.
The actions of the two people outside became more and more exaggerated.
They were originally transferred out of Class 2. Although not all the students in the classroom were familiar with them, at least they knew them, and many of them laughed at their amusement.
Gao Guohua noticed something and looked out the window.
Yan Xingqian and Sheng Xiaowen were busy looking up at the sky and the ground respectively, pretending to be waiting for someone obediently.
It took almost five or six minutes before Gao Guohua finally announced the end of the get out of class.
Zhou Anran was hurriedly dragged out by Zhang Shuxian, and he didn't even have time to look back and secretly glance at him.
When running out of the classroom, Zhou Anran saw Yan Xingqian and Sheng Xiaowen greeting Gao Guohua.
Gao Guohua held the textbook in his hand, and his tone was a little warning, but there was a smile on his face: "Next time, you can come over and wait for someone, but don't disturb everyone's class again."
Sheng Xiaowen has always been very courageous and was not afraid of him at all: "We came here after class. Teacher Gao, if you don't delay the class, we won't disturb everyone's class."
Gao Guohua deliberately frowned and said, "Is it because I am no longer your class teacher that I can no longer control you?"
"How could that be?" Sheng Xiaowen and Yan Xingqian shook their heads.
Gao Guohua asked a few more questions about their recent situation in the liberal arts class.
As soon as he left, Zhang Shuxian hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, or there won't be enough time to eat."
Zhang Shuxian had already booked a seat.
After the four arrived, they were led by the waiter to sit down and start ordering.
When ordering drinks, Sheng Xiaowen suddenly looked up as if she remembered something and said, "By the way, Ranran, I heard that Chen Luobai treated you to a drink yesterday?"
Sheng Xiaowen had something to do last night and didn't have dinner with them.
Zhou Anran's heart skipped a beat, and he curled up his fingertips holding the sour plum juice: "Yes, by the way."
"If Chen Luobai wasn't so crazy and didn't seem like the type to have a crush on you, and he didn't even say a few words to you, I would have suspected that he had other intentions. But he does seem to like treating people." Sheng Xiaowen lowered her head again, "How about sour plum soup?"
Zhang Shuxian voted: "I'm OK."
Yan Xingqian agreed: "I'm OK too."
Zhou Anran said softly: "I have no problem either."
The previous topic was just lightly touched upon.
Tang Jianrui and his classmates joked about it yesterday, and after returning to the classroom, it seemed like no one mentioned the matter again.
Even her own friends seemed to think it was an impossible feat.
Zhou Anran lowered his eyes and took a sip of lemonade, which had a slightly sour taste.