The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 261 Campus Kawaii (2)

Chapter 261 Campus Kawaii (2)

Lu Yue looked back.

The young man has warm eyebrows and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which adds a touch of tenderness to him, "What's the matter? You don't look well today?"

"It's okay." Lu Yue turned her head and lay down on her desk, "I didn't do my homework very well this time, so I don't want to show it to you."

This is the monitor of this class, Qing He, and the only person in this class who radiates kindness towards the original owner.

Of course, this is just the original owner's feeling.

After all, in such a class surrounded by dangers, and the original owner has such a low self-esteem character, it is not surprising that he would fall in love with someone who radiates kindness to her.

But such an overly gentle person does not give Lu Yue a good impression.

It can also be said that he hasn't cultivated enough yet.

Anyway, it's not as deep as the feeling Ming Qi gave her.

"Since you are in a bad mood today, let me collect the homework for you." Qinghe took over the task gently.

Of course Lu Yue had no objection. She was too lazy to go around the class and accept the baptism of eyes. If she had that time, she might as well sleep for a while.

But there were faint cheers from the class, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

When the original owner collected the homework, she was sincere for their own good, and would remind them not to copy homework, but she would also help to tell the teacher twice if they really couldn't finish it, but these children didn't appreciate it at all!
Forget it, what does it have to do with her?

Although she has bad intentions, her kindness doesn't reach these people.

Lu Yue closed her eyes and took a nap for a while.

But of course I couldn’t sleep for a long time because the class was very noisy!
When she braced herself to get to the first class, her eyes lit up.

The English teacher in the first class was indeed a beautiful and elegant woman, even though she had already known it from the memory of the original owner in advance, she was still amazing when she saw it again.

You can say something crazy, teacher Kangkang me!
"Good morning, everyone." Xu Zhiji greeted everyone in English in a warm voice.

The students under the podium were indifferent, but at least they were quiet.

Lu Yue looked at it calmly, good guy, half of the students are playing games.

Xu Zhiji didn't care at all, opened the textbook, opened the lesson plan, and started to attend the class that belonged to him alone.

Well, Lu Yue also heard it, but she didn’t understand it very well, especially since she couldn’t be as proficient and elegant in foreign languages ​​as Xu Zhiji.

She is the result of compulsory education and can only deal with exam-oriented education.

In other words, she may do well on the test, but poorly apply it.

But after all, she is such a good-looking teacher, so she still supported her with all her enthusiasm.

The time of one class passed quickly.

When get out of class was over, Xu Zhiji called Lu Yue: "Lu Yue, come here."

Lu Yue closed the book and hurried out.

When passing by the door, a girl snorted softly: "Follower."

Lu Yue paused for a moment, tilted her head and glanced at her sadly: "Long-tongued woman."

The confrontation is neat.

Then, despite the girl's green complexion, she followed Xu Zhiji who was going out.

Xu Zhiji leaned against the window and asked her softly: "Is there anything you don't understand in today's class? Are there any problems with language sense?"

Fairy teacher!

Although the original owner is a talented girl, she lacks a foreign language environment after all, so there are always some problems with foreign language dictation, and because of this she is often ridiculed by her classmates.

But Xu Zhiji, the teacher, is very competent, and often gives her little advice.

(End of this chapter)

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