The sweet smell of citrus

The second class has a good style of study, except for those descended from heaven, everyone can basically keep up with the teacher's rhythm.

Of course, even if you are the descendants of the sky, everyone has followed this class for several years, not to mention that you can completely hold it, but if the teacher doesn't criticize you, you can try to survive.

The only person with death written all over his body was probably Cheng Jialan.

Someone greeted all the teachers in the class, and every teacher would pay attention to Cheng Jialan during the class, but Cheng Jialan was like a blank sheet of paper and didn't understand anything.

At first, because she wanted to compete with Song Yi, she would complete the task assigned by the teacher.

Later, I don't know what happened, and the teacher called her name again, and she lost the motivation to move forward and learn before, and became decadent.

Song Yi has been sitting next to Cheng Jialan, and knows her changes well.

There must be a reason for the change in people's attitudes. Cheng Jialan has changed so much before and after... Could it be because the teacher's questions have become more and more difficult recently, so she has been hit hard?

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Of course, it may also be because she felt that it was a bit boring to confront herself, so she didn't bother to go to the teacher anymore.

Song Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, no matter what the reason was, it didn't matter, because it didn't affect her from continuing to do what she wanted to do.

During the class break, Song Yi glanced at the empty seat beside him, and took out the study notes from his drawer.

About 2 minutes before class, Cheng Jialan touched his forehead and came back from the office with a lifeless face.

Yes, Song Yi used the adjective lifeless.

I don't know what happened recently, but she seems to be very resistant to going to the office.

After thinking for a while, the dejected man swayed his body and returned to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Cheng Jialan fell on the table.

Seeing the timing was right, Song Yi reached out, knocked on her desk, and called softly, "Student Cheng."

The people on the table slowly turned their gazes to Song Yi's face.

She looked at Song Yi for a long time, and Song Yi also kept looking at her.

Looking at each other for a long time, Cheng Jialan turned his face away first, and spat in his heart, damn it, is Cheng Weiguo so scary recently?

When you go to the office, you have to face the teachers who have been 'taken care of' by Cheng Weiguo, and when you come back, you have to continue to face the students who have been 'bought' by Cheng Weiguo.Going to school is too hard.

"Student Cheng?" Song Yi saw Cheng Jialan turn his head, and called her again.

After being called out twice, Cheng Jialan replied in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Her tone was a little impatient. Song Yi smiled slightly after hearing this, and rolled his eyes a little, "It's nothing serious, but before, the class teacher asked me to go to the office and asked me about your current situation."

"...Is there even a need to ask?" A group of teachers are chatting hotly, don't they all know that she is an out-and-out scumbag?

"Teacher Tu didn't ask all about your studies, but also asked about your performance in other aspects."

"In other ways... in what other ways?" Is there anything else she can say?

Song Yi smiled slightly, "It's about class life besides study."

"For example, Cheng can come to the classroom before the morning self-study every day, and he can go to the morning self-study on time. He is also very active in completing the previous homework. Although he is not fully absorbed in class, it never affects other students."

"I am very serious when I am on duty, and I never leave early."

When Song Yi reported these small advantages, he felt like a treasure, "Student Cheng is still very enthusiastic."

"..."

"!"

Cheng Jialan, who had been lying on his stomach all this time, had his ears burnt red.

What the hell, this is what this so-and-so copied from somewhere!It was used to confuse her!

As if sensing Cheng Jialan's surprise, Song Yi chuckled, propped his cheeks, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "The last time I went home, I saw you delivering food to stray cats."

"!"

How many eyes does she have?Even this can be seen! ?

Imagining her like now, saying such nasty words to praise her in front of a teacher, Cheng Jialan's face suddenly became hot, and she felt that her privacy seemed to be violated, fiercely, "Who wants you?" Say it!"

"Ah." Song Yi shook his head, "No one asked for it."

"I just saw it, so I told the teacher."

Cheng Jialan hummed twice.

After talking for a few words, Song Yi also argued with Cheng Jialan, the depression on her face when she came out of the office finally dissipated slowly.

Seeing that the timing was just right and Cheng Jialan was in a good mood, Song Yi asked her about her recent assignments at the right time: "You seem to be in a bad mood after going to the office recently?"

"..."

"Are you asking me this?" Cheng Jialan felt a little incredulous.

Her incredible reaction made Song Yi also a little incredulous, "What's the matter, I can't ask you this?"

No, is this person really here to joke?

Song Yi would actually ask such a question! ?

"No, you ask me why I am unhappy?"

Her expression made Song Yi feel like she was asking some stupid question.

The two eyes met for a while, doubt to doubt, there was no splash at all.