Miao An Jiang Lang

For several days, Miao An found that Jiang Lang, who was sitting next to him, always dozed off in class.

At noon that day, on the way to the cafeteria with Jiang Lang, Miao An frowned and reminded Jiang Lang: "Did you stay up late at night playing with your phone? If you fail too many grades in the monthly exam, you will be dismissed from the key class."

Jiang Lang grinned and played sloppy eyes, and said vaguely: "No, it doesn't matter if you go to the ordinary class."

Hearing this, Miao An just glanced at him and stopped talking.

Jiang Lang was chilled by his gaze, and immediately assured: "I just can't help it, I will definitely attend the class well in the future."

Miao An hummed, but didn't say much.

That night, Jiang Lang really refrained from staying up late to play with his mobile phone, but the next day in class, Jiang Lang couldn't help being distracted. After listening to the class, his mind wandered for a moment.His sitting posture changed back and forth, which distracted Miao An, who had been concentrating on listening to the class, and turned to look at him sideways. Jiang Lang smiled mischievously, and immediately settled down.

Not long after, Jiang Lang, who couldn't listen to the class, became bored again, and admired the beauty of his deskmate when he had nothing to do.Mm... Miao An's eyelashes are so thick and long, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, her lips are thin, her nose is very straight, tsk tsk, her skin is whiter than a girl's.

Miao An, who was stared at by such hot eyes, glanced at him coldly, ignoring him.

Finally get out of class was over, Jiang Lang lay on the desk and watched the girl in front of Miao An turn her head to ask Miao An a question, and Miao An was explaining to her patiently, with a clear and pleasant voice.

Jiang Lang couldn't hold back the sudden soreness in his heart, and said sourly: "We have been classmates for so many years, and you have never given me a topic."

After explaining, Miao An looked at him and asked, "Which question?"

"Ah!" Jiang Lang was stunned.

"Ah what? Didn't you want me to give a lecture?" Miao An.

"Oh, just this question that the teacher taught in class just now." Jiang Lang sat up, opened the math book in a little panic, and pointed to the question that he had listened to the teacher for a while.

"You didn't pay much attention in class." Miao An approached him, glanced at the topic, and concluded.

Miao An's sudden approach made Jiang Lang's heart skip a beat, and he thumped again after hearing his words, thinking: No, this question must be too easy.

However, Miao An moved the stool, got closer to Jiang Lang, picked up a pen and explained the topic to him very carefully in the draft book, because the content of each chapter of high school mathematics is actually not coherent—that is to say, what you didn’t have before I understand, but you will understand the knowledge points in another chapter as long as you listen to it.And the content of this chapter has not been covered for a long time, so Miao An also popularized the previous important content to Jiang Lang.

While Jiang Lang listened to Miao An's talk, he couldn't help but look at Miao An with a little attention. Feeling Miao An's warm breath, his heart beat uncontrollably.