The Pranks of the Five Devils

"Teacher, please go to class." I said.

However, none of us seem to have textbooks... er, speechless.

"Alright...Students, turn the textbooks to—" The teacher wiped off his sweat, nodded to me, and walked stiffly to the podium.

The students in Level A are all excellent in character and learning, and Class 1 has gathered the best talents from the entire art department. Naturally, they will not be as lazy as the students in other classes, and they love to listen to the class...

But today, it is an exception.

Although the students held the textbooks in their hands, they turned their heads to glance at the row of dazzling people from time to time, and didn't listen much to what the teacher said.

They, in Yu Wuling, are mythical existences!

No matter boys or girls, they all love and respect angels.They don't envy because they don't deserve it; they don't envy because it's useless...

They are goddesses in their hearts.

With one hand propped on my chin, I lazily looked out the window. I ignored all the fiery eyes around me...including that poor teacher.

Did anything funny happen?

Sighing sadly from the bottom of my heart, I looked sideways to the front—Sakura and Rin.

Lin giggled and turned around without stopping, chatting with students in the other row, flipping through books, pretending to be a good boy and listening to the teacher...

As for Sakura, it seemed that she couldn't bear the activity of someone in front of her, so she fell down on the table...to sleep.

Why.I rolled my eyes puzzled.

I helped them arrange such a good geographical advantage, why didn't they make good use of it?Are you worthy of my hard work? ... It seems that I, the 'burning agent', need to help them more.

He turned around and looked at the people behind him.Come on, it's even more awesome.

Xin chatted enthusiastically with a boy in the same row next to him, and he seemed to belong to the student union.

It looks familiar to me, but I can't remember which one it is.However, Xin, you are not afraid of Yi being jealous.Well, let's make a small report.

With earphones plugged into Yu's ears, the paper and pen she found from nowhere were writing something in a "squeaky" manner, while the mobile phone on the table was flickering and vibrating, as if someone was hitting her phone, but she pretended not to see it.

While holding the mobile phone, Yun sent text messages, um, probably He Sheng, and turned around from time to time to talk to Lan.

There were textbooks neatly placed on Lan's desk, with a pen in his hand, talking and laughing with Yun while not forgetting to take notes.

Such a good boy.

I curled my lips and turned back, alas, I have nothing to do alone.

Suddenly, a moderate whistle sounded.

If it was in a normal class, it would definitely be heard clearly, but in this chaotic classroom, the whistle was miserably ignored.

But I heard it clearly.The reason is, it's too boring, and a little thing has caught my attention.

Looking sideways, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch.

On the row facing the past, there is an aisle in the middle——

There are three or four books spread out on the table, in a mess, a pen is nimbly turning in one hand, and the other hand is supporting the head lazily, staring straight at me with deep eyes, with a smile on his lips.

Momentary loss of consciousness.

I looked at him speechlessly.No wonder those girls were so fascinated by him, even such a simple movement became handsome in his hands, not to mention that skin...

Che saw that I turned my head away, and the smile deepened a bit, and then, unexpectedly—— pouted, and made a kiss gesture towards me.