Abducted the female teacher's best friend

When they went to the restaurant for dinner at night, both Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao found that Mo Zebei was in a bad mood, like a depressed one?

"What happened?" Zhou Ruoxin resisted asking, but Meng Yuanhao spoke directly.

Mo Zebei ate a mouthful of chicken nuggets, looked up at Meng Yuanhao, and then patted his head lightly.

As long as she didn't want to talk, it would be useless to ask any more, Meng Yuanhao thought about it.

After dinner, the three of them went back together.

Meng Yuanhao took advantage of Mo Zebei's time to fetch water, slipped into their classroom, and carried Yan Xiaoshuai outside.

Yan Xiaoshuai knew Meng Yuanhao, played basketball with him, and knew that he was Mo Zebei's childhood friend.

Meng Yuanhao asked him about Mo Zebei, and Yan Xiaoshuai told him the truth: "In the eighth class, she was called to the office by the new English teacher, probably to do ideological work for her?" Everyone here knows that Mo Zebei doesn't like to learn English.

Just doing ideological work, Zebei wouldn't be like this...

Yan Xiaoshuai didn't know the specific reason, so Meng Yuanhao had no choice but to let him go back first, and he would pay attention to it later...

In the English class the next morning, Lin Xiaoran officially announced that Mo Zebei was the English class representative of Senior Class 35. The students were a little surprised and surprised, and her words caused quite a discussion and a commotion.

It's just that I didn't expect that the more sensational was yet to come.

During the first physics class in the afternoon, the homeroom teacher brought a transfer student and took up a few minutes of the physics teacher's time to briefly introduce himself with the transfer student.

The transfer student was called Qu Junzhi, who was originally going to be transferred to Department B of the third year of senior high school, but for some reason suddenly changed his mind and transferred to their class. When Lao Luo received the arrangement from his superiors, he was also at a loss.

After briefly introducing her situation, Lao Luo symbolically asked Qu Junzhi for his opinion: "Where do you want to sit?"

There is only one vacancy in the class right now, and to put it bluntly, there is no choice.

Qu Junzhi looked at the past and found that except for one person in the class, everyone else was staring at her with wide eyes.

She is still very confident in her appearance, and she never thought that someone would ignore her like this.

Qu Luozhi smiled and raised his hand, "I want to sit there."

Everyone followed her gestures and found that she was pointing at Yan Xiaoshuai...

Yan Xiaoshuai's eyes were originally bright, and he would look like this when he saw a beautiful girl, but when he saw her pointing at him, his emotions were complicated for a moment, and even his smile froze...

"Ms. Luo, is it okay?" Qu Junzhi blinked his budding eyes, and his voice was soft.

The corners of Luo Hao's mouth couldn't help twitching, he didn't expect this girl to play cards out of common sense... and saw the boys in the back row all stretching their necks to look at Qu Junzhi eagerly, seeing their hopeless looks, deeply Deeply poke Zhong Lao Luo's sensitive heart... Let her be at the same table with Mo Zebei, at least she is a girl, and she will be more peaceful.

"Okay," Lao Luo responded to Qu Junzhi, then raised his chin to Yan Xiaoshuai, "Go and sit at Yang Yu's."

"Ah..." Yan Xiaoshuai had a bitter face, showing some reluctance, but he still packed his things and went to Yang Yu's under the dignified eyes of the physics teacher and class teacher...

Lao Luo explained a few more words before going out. Afterwards, the physics teacher controlled the field, and everyone continued the class, but the students were a little distracted, and they glanced at Qu Junzhi from time to time.

The physics teacher cleared his throat and coughed a lot in this class, reminding those distracted students to pay attention to the class...

Regarding the matter of changing the same table, Mo Zebei's reaction was very flat, with no expression on his face.

After the physics class, some thick-skinned boys boldly came up to talk to Qu Junzhi, and Qu Junzhi responded with a smile, looking at ease.

Mo Zebei stayed for 2 minutes, feeling a bit noisy, so she left her seat and went out. She went to the window sill in the corridor, leaning on the window sill with her elbows to look out the window.

Two minutes before the bell rang for class, Lin Xiaoran came over. She was going to the class next door, Class 2, for English class.

Seeing Mo Zebei standing in a daze in front of the window, she stopped and called out, "Class representative?"

Mo Zebei turned his eyes back to look at her, with an unnatural expression on his face, he pursed his lips, and called out, "Teacher Lin."

"Well," Lin Xiaoran wanted to continue walking, but suddenly seemed to think of something, and said to her, "I forgot to bring the cup, you go to the office to get it for me, and put the water on the sixteenth class podium .”

Mo Zebei continued to stand there without any reaction.

"Hurry up, class starts in 3 minutes."

Mo Zebei glanced at her, turned around and walked quickly to the English office.

When she was walking in a hurry, she raised her wrist and looked at her watch, realizing that the time was really tight, so she started running again.

Seeing her action, Lin Xiaoran couldn't help laughing.

The warm water that Mo Zebei brought to Lin Xiaoran was half cold and half hot. After screwing on the lid, she ran back to Class [-] without stopping. When she went in, she bumped into Cheng Shu who was coming back from the toilet.

Cheng Shu was a little surprised: "Why did you come to our class?"

"Send a cup."

After Mo Zebei finished speaking, he put Lin Xiaoran's cup on the podium.

As soon as she put it down, the class bell rang.

"I'm back to class." Seeing that Lin Xiaoran was talking to the students, Mo Zebei left this sentence and quickly walked out.

Mo Zebei sneaked into his class through the back door with his back bent. He was panting a little when he sat in his seat.

Qu Junzhi looked at her curiously, wanted to ask what's the matter, but held back.

Ever since the two of them started being at the same table, Mo Zebei hadn't spoken a word to her, or even looked at her much, Qu Junzhi was a little depressed.

In the first quarter of evening self-study, Mo Zebei was doing a math problem when his elbow was suddenly touched.

She turned to look at Mr. Qu with doubts in her eyes.

When she looked over, Qu Junzhi turned his face to look elsewhere.

Mo Zebei thought she was careless, so he lowered his head and continued to work on the question.

During the evening self-study in the second quarter, Qu Junzhi seemed to inadvertently bump her elbow.

Mo Zebei turned his face to look over, and the man was looking elsewhere again, so Mo Zebei had no choice but to retract his elbows to put a distance between the two of them.

Commuting students can't apply for the third-session evening self-study. After the second-session evening self-study, Mo Zebei packed his schoolbag and left in a hurry. The third elbow that Qu Junzhi planned to touch just fell through...

For the rest of the day, the two of them didn't talk much. Mo Zebei was a bit bored and didn't talk much, and Mr. Qu was proud and unwilling to speak up, so the interaction between the two was pitifully seldom.

But Mo Zebei doesn't think this kind of relationship is awkward. She did the same to other tablemates before, but Qu Junzhi was upset. She thought that Mo Zebei might treat her like this because he had opinions on her or didn't like her, but Qu Junzhi The face of the gentleman is well hidden. The students around come to chat with her, and she will chat and laugh with them. It looks very happy. She is very popular in the class...

Both Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao knew that there was a transfer student in Mo Zebei's class, and that person was still Mo Zebei's deskmate. They were curious about Qu Junzhi at first, but Mo Zebei didn't like the new classmate. The table's reaction was too flat, and in the end they lost interest in asking.

During the self-study class on Friday afternoon, Lin Xiaoran suddenly hurried over to Class [-] to look for Mo Zebei.

She called Mo Zebei out of the corridor: "The high-level department has a temporary meeting, and I can't leave now." She flicked the hair in her ear and continued, "You go to the school gate to pick up someone for me, and then lead him away. my office."

Mo Zebei hummed, and asked again: "What's her name?"

"Mu Hanxi," Lin Xiaoran shook her head after finishing speaking, "but you have to call her sister, she is six years older than you."

Mo Zebei said nothing.

"I have to go, you go, she will be at the gate of our school soon."

Mo Zebei nodded.

Looking back after a long time, she agreed very smoothly at that time. Lin Xiaoran was not the only class representative, but also the class next door. Mo Zebei was not the only one who was able to pick up people. As long as Lin Xiaoran said something, the English in the class Students with good grades will happily run to help...

So sometimes fate is really strange.

She ran all the way, and when she reached the door, there was no one outside. The man in the guard room on the left poked his head out and asked her if she wanted to go out, if there was a ticket for going out, and so on.

"Wait." She simply replied two words.

After another two or three minutes, a white car stopped outside the door, and then a woman got out of the car.

Mo Zebei glanced at the past, and his breath suddenly stopped: unforgettable, unforgettable for a lifetime.

She wore a light denim shirt with a pair of black slim-fit trousers underneath. The shirt was loosely received inside the trousers, which looked just right.

Her hair is dark brown, medium-length, slightly curly at the end, and her skin is very white, just like the pair of white shoes on her feet, so white and shiny.

And her eye-catching facial features. Mo Zebei stood where he was, breathing slowly, and there were waves of light in his eyes: that person had dark pupils, a straight nose, orange lips, and small earlobes... These features are wonderful When combined together, it will make people who see it inexplicably moved.

Before speaking, a sentence flashed in Mo Zebei's mind: But you have to call her sister, she is six years older than you.

"Are you Mu Hanxi?"

Hearing this, the man looked over and made eye contact with her.

For some reason, Mo Zebei's face suddenly became hot, the moment she looked over...

Through the door, Mu Hanxi gave her a faint smile: "Your Teacher Lin asked you to pick me up?" When she smiled, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks were exposed, very sweet.

Mo Zebei felt that his throat was a little itchy and it was difficult to speak, so he just nodded.

"Please run for a while." Mu Hanxi's voice was soft.

Mo Zebei felt that her voice was nice and comfortable, and would involuntarily make people stunned, and she was no exception.

Mu Hanxi waited for her for more than ten seconds, but she didn't respond.

"Mo Zebei." Mu Hanxi called out to her.

Mo Zebei was called back to his senses, and then his expression was surprised again, as if he was asking: How do you know my name.

Mu Hanxi gave her a funny look, pointed to the guard room over there, and said softly: "Go over there first and explain my situation to uncle."

"Oh." Mo Zebei, who came to his senses, blushed slightly.

After Mo Zebei finished explaining, Mu Hanxi registered the information and was let in.

There was a faint fragrance on Mu Hanxi's body, which smelled very good. Mo Zebei smelled it when he walked in side by side with her.

She is a person of few words and rarely takes the initiative, but today she is a little abnormal.

She looked ahead, her right hand unconsciously grabbed the seam of her trousers, a little nervous: "How do you know my name?"

"Guess." Mu Hanxi glanced at her sideways.

"Lin... the teacher told you?"

"Well," Mu Hanxi smiled, "She said on WeChat that her class representative will pick me up."

Mo Zebei tightened his trouser line, and then loosened it: "I'm not the only class representative in her class."

Mu Hanxi froze for a moment, then laughed again: "But she only told me about you."

Mo Zebei took a peek at the pear dimples blooming on her cheeks, and there was a smile in his eyes.