When the beautiful head teacher said this, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and there was still an unconcealable smile on her lips.
"Teacher Xu, are you a boy or a girl?" A more active boy in the class raised his hand first.
"But don't be a boy! Mathematics is so boring. If I were a boy, my senior year of high school would be over!"
"Bah bang bang—" the beautiful class teacher knocked on the table with a wooden ruler a few times and said: "He is a professor who is three years older than you, but has already graduated from the UK. If he hadn't returned to China for a year, you wouldn't have had the chance to let him teach. !”
Cheng Yinyin, who was sitting next to her, raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured: "Three years older than us? Wow! A genius professor?"
Luo Qingchen gently held her chin with her right hand and said, "I guess so!"
The original owner is the eighteen years old that all girls dream of, young and full of vitality.
It's just that when the words "senior grade" are added to these words, they become a bit eclipsed.
The senior year of high school is the most knowledgeable year in everyone's life. They know astronomy, geography, and ancient Chinese and foreign languages.
Many years later, when I recall that year, I am always full of emotion.
For this kind of story setting, Luo Qingchen thinks it's pretty good. In the past, most campuses were in universities, and it was difficult to feel the atmosphere where everyone was studying.
Looking at the countdown to the college entrance examination in the upper right corner, a faint smile unconsciously formed on her lips.
"Ah—so he's a man!"
"You must not be as handsome as me!"
"Wow, why are you so narcissistic?"
…
The classmates tease each other. Compared with the unfamiliarity in college, the friendship in high school is always particularly deep.
"Bah bang bang—" the beautiful class teacher knocked on the wooden ruler again and said: "Don't make any noise now, let the teacher finish what she said."
She cleared her throat and continued: "Our class will also have a transfer student from No. 1 Middle School. When the time comes, everyone should welcome the new student."
"Mr. Xu's new classmate must be a girl, right?" The more energetic boy just now spoke again.
"Xiaoxiao, come to the office!" After the voice fell, she walked towards the door of the classroom.
After taking two steps, he still turned around and said to everyone: "The new classmate is also a boy."
"Ah——" A group of annoyed voices instantly rang in my ears.
It seems that in the years of youth. The most exciting thing for the boys is probably the arrival of a new transfer student.
Of course, the prerequisite must be a woman!
The entire morning class seemed to be spent in anticipation. Although new teachers and new classmates did not excite everyone, it was normal to look forward to it.
Math class is in the fourth period.
It has to be said that the moment the man walked into the classroom, the whole class fell silent.
A pair of sharp-edged faces, eyes with cold stars on a winter night, and cold, clear eyes with a touch of tenderness, exuding an irresistible aura of aristocratic pride. Coupled with the short chestnut hair, it reflects the smoothness of the sun, as if the hair is slightly glowing with golden luster, and it doesn't look like a real person.
At this moment, even Luo Qingchen, who had seen countless handsome men, was stunned.
"Mathematics... old... teacher?" The dancing male figure stood up nervously, threw the paper on which he had written the review into the trash can, bowed and said, "I don't need to write a review anymore, I apologize to you in person. .”
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha -" a burst of laughter sounded in the classroom.
The young man on the podium nodded, and a cool voice sounded in the quiet classroom: "I heard Teacher Xu mention it just now, classmate Lin Xiaoxiao." (To be continued)