Until the bell for Chinese class rang, Ye Linlang still hadn't seen Jiang Qiran come back.
Ye Linlang looked at the classroom door eagerly, feeling a little anxious.
What exactly happened? Even if we want to teach Jiang Qiran a lesson about playing basketball during morning self-study, we can't let him miss class, right
Ye Linlang didn't know that the principals' educational topic for Jiang Qiran was no longer about playing basketball during morning self-study, but was directly talking about how high school students should not fall in love too early.
However, if Ye Linlang knew about this, she would probably be helpless or even feel indignant.
What's wrong with dating at the age of 16 or 17? In ancient times, people would have married and had children at this age...
Well, even if they are modern people, they haven’t done anything out of line, so are they really that annoying
Ye Linlang even felt that since she met Jiang Qiran, she seemed to be full of positive energy.
After all, you have a boyfriend who urges you to do the "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulations" as a whole, and also asks you to participate in various competition cram schools. It is difficult for you not to be diligent!
…
The male teacher who teaches Chinese has always been a very punctual person. He arrived at the podium early and started teaching with the teaching materials he had prepared last night.
Ye Linlang immediately became absent-minded because Jiang Qiran was not there.
She took out a beautiful notebook and began to write the three words "Jiang Qiran" on it.
Later it became the two words "Qiran".
Not sure if it was because she was writing the name of her beloved, or because she had made progress in calligraphy these days, but Ye Linlang felt that the two words "Qi Ran" were particularly beautiful, and every stroke seemed to carry some special affection.
Just when Ye Linlang was distracted, she suddenly heard a clear and cold male voice outside the door.
"Report."
When Ye Linlang heard the familiar male voice, she immediately looked up in surprise.
Sure enough, there was already a handsome young man standing outside the door. He had a handsome face and thin lips slightly pursed, looking like he was not very approachable.
The male Chinese teacher hates it most when someone is late for his class. Regardless of whether the grades are good or bad, he has always disliked people who are not punctual.
"The class has already started for ten minutes, Jiang Qiran, although your grades are very good, why are you so late?"
Anyone could hear the unhappy tone of the Chinese teacher.
Jiang Qiran pursed his lips and was about to open his mouth to explain, but before he could say anything, Ye Linlang interrupted him.
"Teacher! Don't get me wrong! When the flag-raising speech just ended, the dean and his colleagues kept Jiang Qiran to talk, so Qiran was late!"
When the Chinese teacher heard the anxious girl's voice, he immediately frowned.
He looked back and saw that Ye Linlang, who was sitting on the far right side of the classroom, had stood up, with earnestness written all over her delicate brows.
In fact, the Chinese teacher likes Ye Linlang quite a bit.
Because Ye Linlang's writing style is very popular with Chinese teachers. Although every word is simple, it has a very real power, as passionate as a fire.
To put it simply, it is very spiritual and has a unique style.
As for someone like Jiang Qiran, his writing is beautiful, but too sophisticated and too cold, which is not the type of person this Chinese teacher likes.
The office is a very small place, and teachers are actually quite gossipy. The Chinese teacher has certainly heard about what happened between Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran.
The Chinese teacher frowned even more.
"Ye Linlang, I'm asking Jiang Qiran, why are you standing up and answering?"
When the students in the class heard the Chinese teacher's question, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
A few boys sitting in the front row were enjoying the fun and started making jokes.
"Teacher, don't you know? Ye Linlang and Jiang have a very good relationship!"
When he said the last few words, the boy deliberately emphasized that they had a good relationship, as if he was afraid that people would not understand his hidden meaning.
Soon people started to agree!
"It's more than just a good relationship! They are boyfriend and girlfriend!"
Hearing the noise of those boys, a hint of displeasure flashed in the Chinese teacher's experienced and shrewd eyes.
"What are you arguing about! I just asked Ye Linlang, did I ask you to answer first?"
The few nosy boys in the class immediately curled their lips and stopped talking.
After all, everyone knows that the Chinese teacher is the most difficult teacher in Class A of Grade 1. Some people have tried to provoke him before, but they always gave in to him in the end.
…
Just when everyone thought that the Chinese teacher would find an excuse to get angry, he suddenly turned around and waved to Jiang Qiran very calmly with a calm tone.
"Okay, since this is a necessary condition, you can go in. If you have nothing else to do, try not to be late next time."
Jiang Qiran also nodded calmly.
"Okay, I'll remember that."
When Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran walking towards her, she suddenly felt inexplicably excited.
I really want to know what Jiang Qiran talked about with the principal and others during the time he was called away for such a long time.
She blinked at Jiang Qiran, her expression full of curiosity.
Jiang Qiran sat down calmly.
Ye Linlang deliberately moved her chair and moved closer to Jiang Qiran, and spoke in a low voice so that only she and Jiang Qiran could hear it.
"What did the head teacher and the others talk about with you earlier?"
Judging from Ye Linlang's intuition, this would not be a good thing.
When Jiang Qiran was about to answer, he suddenly saw the Chinese teacher glanced at him with a cold look.
Jiang Qiran pursed his lips immediately and stopped talking.
Among so many teachers in the class, Jiang Qiran’s favorite one is actually the Chinese teacher.
The reason is very simple. This teacher has a wide range of knowledge and can talk about anything with ease. Sometimes, he can also make a lot of boring academic knowledge very interesting.
Ye Linlang felt a little disappointed when she saw Jiang Qiran shut his mouth, but she soon noticed the Chinese teacher's silent "attention" and quickly pretended to stare at the textbook intently.
However, Ye Linlang was really curious about what Jiang Qiran had been called to talk about. As they say, curiosity kills the cat, so Ye Linlang couldn't help but stretch out her right hand and slowly hold Jiang Qiran's fingers.
When Ye Linlang's slightly warm fingertips touched his palm, Jiang Qiran's heroic brows frowned.
He tilted his head and gave Ye Linlang a silent warning.
As if to say loosen up.
Ye Linlang found Jiang Qiran's reaction very interesting. She couldn't help but move her fingers up a little bit and tickle Jiang Qiran's palm.
Does she act like this and flirt with her male god
Ye Linlang felt sweet in her heart, and then began to write on Jiang Qiran's hand.
She had just written the word "teacher" and had not had time to write the follow-up content when she suddenly heard the intimidating voice of her Chinese teacher.
"Ye Linlang, please translate the first paragraph of this classical Chinese article!"
[Jiujiu caught a cold TAT, and I'm not feeling well~ Please forgive me for the late update~ It's a change of seasons now, and the temperature changes quickly~ Dear friends, please take care of your health~]
(End of this chapter)