My Empress is My Bad Girl

Suddenly there was a roar from upstairs.

The eleventh class is more and more at a loss.

Yun Dai looked at him with great interest, wondering what he should do next.

The eleventh class was at a loss for a while, and suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly took out a note folded into a small star from her school uniform trousers pocket, put it in her hand, and stammered, "Here, this is my number. , you, can you add my WeChat?"

"Oh no."

A hand stretched out from the side and took away the little star.

Zhao Yuanjing's unique slightly soft voice entered their ears.

I don't know when, he actually left the classroom and came here.

The eleventh class grass saw him and felt the powerful aura coming from him at close range. He couldn't help but feel even more at a loss, and said, "I just want to make friends with classmate Yun Dai."

"It's unnecessary." Zhao Yuanjing put Little Xingxing lightly in the pocket of his shirt, and said with a smile, "As a student, you should still focus on your studies."

The eleventh class refused to accept: "Then you and her..."

"I'm different."

"What's different about you?"

"My grades are better than yours. And will always be so."

"I know you are the champion, but don't be too confident, no one can always be the first." The eleventh class sighed.

"Then wait for your grades to surpass mine, then let's talk about it."

After Zhao Yuanjing finished speaking, he ignored him and looked at Yun Dai, "Go back to the classroom."

"I want to get back to you, but I won't!"

As soon as Yun Dai finished speaking, the bell rang for the class.

Zhao Yuanjing said with a half-smile, "Then you stay here. The next class is the class teacher's physics class."

Yun Dai looked slightly stiff.

"Don't fight infighting at this time, let's go back to the classroom!" The lovely deskmate grabbed her hand and ran back to the classroom quickly.

Mr. Yang is a physics graduate student who graduated from a prestigious school. He has an extraordinary love for physics, but he did not choose to do scientific research in physics, but chose to be a high school teacher.

He pinned his hopes on his students.

Especially the guy sitting in the last row with a pretty face.

With a face that brings disaster to the country and the people, he is born and extremely intelligent.

Teacher Yang never doubted what he might achieve in the future. He was worried that being too good-looking would affect the child's heart.

After all, doing scientific research is something that requires enduring loneliness.

After he has seen the bustling and bustling entertainment industry, can he still calm down?

Teacher Yang is a little worried about this.

Then, he suddenly felt a little cramping in his stomach.

This forced him, who was writing on the blackboard, to pause, leaning on the podium, trying to ease.

The students in the front row saw the beads of sweat on his forehead and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, are you alright?"

"It's okay, teacher, it's okay." Teacher Yang waved his hand.

Yun Dai saw something was wrong. As the monitor, she was the first to bear the brunt. She immediately stood up, moved her stool over, and said, "Mr. Yang, are you not feeling well? Sit slowly first."

Teacher Yang really couldn't stand up a bit. After thanking him, he sat down.

Seeing that the students were worried, he forced a smile and said, "It may be because the milk I ate in the morning is not fresh, and my stomach hurts a bit. It's okay, I'm sick, the teacher will go back and drink some medicine later. Read the book yourself first."

He thought that this time it was the same as before, and it would be fine after a while, but who knew that it was still in pain.

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