Forced to marry the villain in secret and have a baby [Transmigration Book]

The first class in the afternoon is a simple class.

Just after the lunch break, a group of students were lazily lying on the table.

Jian Chun knocked on the desk, and there were sober movements in the classroom one after another.

The students on duty came up to clean the blackboard, the music committee began to mobilize the students to get up and yell soberly, and the class representatives also came up to turn on the computer on their own initiative.

Everything is in order.

It was the first time she gave a lecture on stage, and Jian Chun also made a lot of mental preparations.

When she was a student, she was not very cooperative with the teacher. She usually showed that she didn’t listen to the class, was drawn to ask questions and didn’t know what to do, and when she needed to make a speech on stage, she could procrastinate until she could no longer do it.

Now, she not only has to lecture, but also to be efficient.

Jianchun's grades before high school are not bad, and the deductions for physics are usually single digits.She feels that she still has the ability to learn, but she is not very confident.

Class content is in the U disk and projected on the blackboard.

Jian Chun speaks at just the right speed, and her voice is neither too loud nor too soft.

She tried her best to teach these people with her own learning method, and she remembered carefully every point Yu Siyi told her.

The most talked about in class is, did I make it clear?

The students nodded in agreement, and she moved on to the next one.

The get out of class bell rings.

The temperature of the scented tea in the thermos was just right, Jian Chun poured himself a sip of tea and breathed a sigh of relief.

The students in their seats started to move freely. While drinking water, Jian Chun glanced at the classroom.

She recruited class representatives to come up and assign homework.

The class representative was Wen Huang, a boy, who consciously came up with workbooks and textbooks.

Jian Chun covered the cup, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Do these few pages in the exercise book, and you don't need to do this question."

Jian Chun flipped through the textbook and circled all the topics that needed to be done.After the circle, she left some time, saying that it was the homework assigned today.

"Tomorrow morning." Jian Chun said.

Wen Huang nodded, expressing his understanding, turned around and began to write today's physics homework in the homework assignment area specially designated on the blackboard.

Jian Chun deliberately stayed for a while, looked at the students in the first row and asked, "Did you understand today's knowledge points? Is it not complicated?"

The two girls in the front row raised their smiles and nodded when they heard Jian Chun's question.

"Mr. Jian, you speak very clearly."

"We also previewed it by ourselves before, and it feels okay to learn."

"That's good. If you have any questions, you can ask me." Jian Chun said.

The two girls blushed, looking at Jian Chun's little eyes with extra joy.

Jian Chun caressed the cup with her finger and swept around the classroom.

Some of the students sat on their seats and buried themselves in their homework; the rest were relaxing, chatting, and moving around in and out of the classroom.

Finally, Jian Chun's eyes were fixed.

She found Jin Ziye.

The tall boy sat at the back of the classroom with thick books piled up on the desk. If the other party didn't look up occasionally, Jian Chun would have almost missed it.

Jian Chun asked the former class teacher about Jin Ziye's situation. The family conditions are good, but his parents divorced and remarried, which probably hit him hard, and he is more paranoid and rebellious.

For such a student, reasoning is not very useful.

A few minutes before class, Jian Chun walked to Jin Ziye's seat.

She drew a stool and sat down, put down the cup and textbooks in her hands, her voice was not too loud, just enough to bring people back to their senses.

So, when Jin Ziye turned his head, he saw Jian Chun sitting beside him.

The students in the class also watched Jian Chun come down, and they all avoided. Seeing her sitting beside Jin Ziye now, they felt puzzled again.

Facing Jin Ziye's surprised and impatient gaze, Jian Chun smiled slightly.

"How did you listen to the last class, did you understand it, and can you hear it from the back?" Jian Chun asked.

Jin Ziye glanced at Jian Chun, said nothing, and buried his head again.

Jian Chun discovered that Jin Ziye was playing with his mobile phone.

Jianchun had only received a mobile phone once before.

Jian Chun's authority was challenged, she watched him play with cold eyes.

On the screen, the controlling character made frequent mistakes and was mocked by the opponent.

Jian Chun couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you that good? Go back to defense, you didn't see that your teammates were going to be killed. Use your skills, what do you think I am doing, you are going to die."

At this time, the students who followed here also knew that Jin Ziye was caught by the class teacher while playing with his mobile phone.

What you play is heartbeat!

On the screen, the character's blood bar bottomed out.

Jin Ziye also had no intention of resurrecting, but instead gave Jian Chun a hard look.

"You can't even beat a primary school student, so don't lose face." Jian Chun reached out and quickly grabbed the phone: "Confiscated, come to the office after school."

Jin Ziye stood up and said condescendingly, "Don't be so arrogant."

Jian Chun smiled: "I should tell you this sentence, I can't play games, I can't curse people, why are you so useless."

The students watching widened their eyes, probably not expecting Teacher Jian to be like this.

As a result, most people looked at Jin Ziye, their eyes were full of, 'game trash', 'game trash who can't even curse'!

Jin Ziye was also stupid. He looked around for a week, so fierce that no one around him dared to stare at him.

Jian Chun put away her mobile phone and repeated, "Come over after school."

Jin Ziye didn't come over after school, Jian Chun waited for a while, went to the classroom to look around, Jin Ziye was not there either.

No one was there during evening self-study.

It's turned upside down.

On the second day, in math class, Jian Chun didn't go back to the office. She sat beside Jin Ziye and corrected her homework, so that he could experience the feeling of accompanying her.

Jian Chun didn't know what Jin Ziye thought.

The whole day, Jian Chun followed Jin Ziye, and she didn't persuade much, it just depends on who surrendered first.

At night, the weather in February began to warm up. There was a big temperature difference between day and night, and when the night wind blew, Jian Chun pushed up the scarf to cover half of her face.

There is a teacher on duty for the evening self-study, and Jian Chun is going to go back to spend more time with Jian Niannian.

As soon as she stepped out of the school gate, she saw Jin Ziye, who was supposed to study by himself at night, was walking outside the school.

Jian Chun sent a message to the driver, and followed him without even thinking about it.

Jin Ziye crossed the overpass, passed the square, and turned into an alley.

The alleys are a bit dark, and the shops are very mixed, adult|supplies|supplies, Internet cafes, fancy washing, cutting and blowing, and the entrance of the vegetable market.

Jian Chun followed in, but saw Jin Ziye, and was stopped by several people.

Under the dim light, several half-grown teenagers could not see their faces clearly.

Jian Chun went over, and someone saw her.Probably regarded her as a passerby and didn't take her seriously.

One of the teenagers with long hair covering his eyes said to Jin Ziye, "Jin Ziye, you are so kind, you dare to come alone this time."

"What about you acting? You talk so much."

As soon as Jian Chun approached, she heard Jin Ziye's usual pretentious tone.

Jian Chun saw that there were four people on the other side, and Jin Ziye was the only one, and hurriedly stepped forward to break it: "Are you going to fight?"

Hearing the voice, Jin Ziye turned his head and clicked his tongue impatiently.

Several teenagers also looked at Jian Chun.

"Why did you fight?" Jian Chun asked Jin Ziye.

Jin Ziye became angry: "Whatever your business, Sanba."

Jian Chun felt that it was necessary to give Jin Ziye a good lesson on respecting teachers.

"Jin Ziye, you must be sick. Fighting will bring the audience." One of the teenagers said: "Miss sister, you should come and cheer for us."

A boy came up, trying to drive Jian Chun away.

Seeing this, Jin Ziye asked for help impatiently.

However, the rest of the people surrounded Jin Ziye.

"Sanba, don't fucking look for trouble." Jin Ziye said.

However, before Jin Ziye could do anything, the person who stopped Jian Chun was pushed out, and the person fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Several people looked in the direction of the voice, and Jin Ziye's movements were also slowed down a bit. He watched Jian Chun holding a thermos cup and bumped into him. He hit each one accurately, scaring them all away.

There is still water in the thermos, and with its own material, it's no wonder that it doesn't hurt when you hit someone's face.

Jin Ziye stood where he was, looking at the petite female teacher, his eyes widened in a daze.

……

After half an hour.

Jian Chun took a taxi to take Jin Ziye home first.

Along the way, both of them were silent. Jian Chun kept a cold face and cast a cold glance at Jin Ziye when he turned his head.

So Jin Ziye looked away again.

After throwing Jin Ziye home, Jian Chun asked the driver to take her back.

It's a little late.

She also bought safflower oil on the way just now, one bottle for each of them.

Jian Chun rubbed her sore arm, thinking, it is not easy to establish a revolutionary friendship with such a person.

But after this battle, she felt that Jin Ziye would show her some respect.

She would have liked to take it step by step.

Jian Chun rubbed her shoulders, the phone vibrated in her bag.

She took out her phone and took a look, it was Yu Siyi's.

Jian Chun exhaled, she was not in the mood to be perfunctory today.

Even though she told Yu Siyi that she wanted to separate, Yu Siyi still called her every day.

bother.

The car gradually drove into the community, she gave money to get out of the car, and walked on the empty road, full of the sound of shoes stepping on the ground, crisp and sweet.

The phone rang uncontrollably for the nth time, Jian Chun stopped and finally answered the phone.

Without waiting for anyone to ask, Jian Chun first said, "What's the matter, so urgent?"

"Where are you?" Yu Siyi's voice was soft, as usual.

Jian Chun glanced at the brightly lit villa and said, "I'm at home."

Where else.

Yu Siyi said lazily: "It's getting late now."

"Yeah. It's very late now." Jian Chun exhaled and kicked the fallen leaves away: "I'm going to bed, let's talk about it on the weekend."

"and many more."

"Yu Siyi, I'm really sleepy, and I'm not in the mood to chat with you right now." Jian Chun said helplessly, went up the steps, and turned her neck uncomfortably.

Yu Siyi asked: "Jian Chun, are you lying to me?"

"What did I lie to you for? What's the benefit?"

Jian Chun clicked his tongue, his tone full of impatience.

She pushed open the door with the elbow of her right hand that answered the phone, and her other hand hung limply.

The school is busy with students, busy with his accumulation of knowledge, and now he has to deal with Yu Siyi's phone call.

Jian Chun patiently broke it into several pieces, which was not enough at all.

She changed her shoes and entered the door, the light poured down and enveloped her, Jian Chun narrowed her eyes slightly, and walked towards the living room.

After getting used to it, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his hazy vision.

Like Yu Siyi.

Almost instantly, Jian Chun's hand holding the mobile phone was unable to drop, and her eyes were full of hesitation.

Yu Siyi shouldn't be publicizing in other places, so should he postpone his return?

Why are you at home now?

Jian Chun watched helplessly as Yu Siyi got up from the sofa, her smooth long hair was loosened, and she walked towards her with a graceful figure like a radiance.

Yu Siyi's gaze also locked onto Jian Chun, she tilted her head, put her phone close to her face, parted her red lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Jian Chun, surprise."

Simple: "..."

Jian Chun who squeezed the phone tightly: "..."

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