Abducted the female teacher's best friend

After class on Monday morning, Mo Zebei sent the collected English homework to Lin Xiaoran's office.

Lin Xiaoran took a sip of hot water from the cup, glanced at the exercise book, and asked, "Is it all ready?"

"There are still three books left." There are now 47 students in their class, and 44 books have been handed in.

"Yeah." Every class has a few masters who don't hand in their homework.

Lin Xiaoran didn't say anything, took out the exercise book and began to correct homework.

Mo Zebei continued to stand there without moving.

"Is there anything else?" Lin Xiaoran looked up at her.

"Are Teacher Lin and Mu Hanxi classmates?"

Lin Xiaoran stopped writing after hearing the words, leaned back on the seat, and looked up at her: "Mo Zebei, Mu Hanxi is six years older than you."

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes and stroked the corners of the desk and chair with his fingers: "Are Teacher Lin and Sister Mu classmates?"

"Yes," Lin Xiaoran continued to lower her head to correct her homework, with a smile on her lips, "We are college classmates."

"Oh."

Lin Xiaoran didn't know what came to her mind, she suddenly said: "Hanxi's English is very good, her English is close to full marks in the college entrance examination, and she went to study in England for two years after graduating from university."

Mo Zebei's eyes flickered slightly, and waves rippled in the lake of his heart. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Mr. Lin, I'm going back first."

Lin Xiaoran hummed, drank hot tea and watched her leave, shook her head and smiled, then continued to lower her head to correct her homework.

After the first Chinese class, the second is English class.

During recess, Mo Zebei picked up the English book and flipped through it.

After seeing it, Qu Junzhi was surprised and said, "Why did you take the initiative to read English? Have you changed your gender?"

Mo Zebei's attitude towards English is the same as her attitude towards mathematics, and she doesn't like it.

"I'm weak in English."

"I know," Qu Junzhi blinked in confusion, "The question is why are you willing to learn it all of a sudden?"

Mo Zebei didn't answer, and then frowned lightly. He couldn't understand his reading comprehension. He didn't know many words, and his grammar wasn't good. His foundation was really poor.

Qu Junzhi covered what she was reading with his hand: "Why are you ignoring people again?"

"I don't ignore people."

Obviously just ignoring people, Qu Junzhi is a little angry at her.

Du Chenxing, who came back from the outside, glanced at the two of them, walked over and lowered his voice and said, "Mo Zebei, Zhou Ruoxin is looking for you and is waiting in the corridor."

"Oh." Mo Zebei put down his book and got up.

As soon as she walked over, Zhou Ruoxin handed her a box of yogurt, and asked casually, "What class is next?"

"English."

Zhou Ruoxin pursed her lips, wanted to say something, but stopped.

"I will listen to the class carefully," Mo Zebei inserted the straw into the milk box, "I want to learn English hard."

Zhou Ruoxin's eyes were bright, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed: "Really?"

"Yeah." Mo Zebei also smiled slightly.

"Then remember to ask me if you don't know it." Zhou Ruoxin was more excited than her, "I can help you with tutoring when I have time on weekends."

"Okay." Mo Zebei sipped the yogurt with a straw.

Class was about to start, and the two of them didn't chat much, and went back to the classroom.

Seeing her coming in drinking yogurt, Qu Junzhi couldn't control his boredom again.

In this English class, Mo Zebei listened very carefully, but unfortunately, his foundation was poor and he couldn't keep up.

After English class, I have to go for a run. Every Monday to Friday, all the students in the school have to go for a run during the big recess in the morning.

The students went out one after another, and Mo Zebei was still sitting in his seat copying English notes, which were borrowed by Gao Jie.Her left and right deskmates have been stunned for a class, and now they are not as surprised as the students around them.

"Mo Zebei," Du Chenxing reminded, "it's time to go for a run."

"I know," Mo Zebei wrote while responding, "I'll go in a while."

The disciplinary committee urged him ahead, so Du Chenxing had no choice but to follow.

"Stop writing," Qu Junzhi said, grabbing her pen, "Everyone is almost gone."

"Yeah, got it." Mo Zebei avoided her snatching, wrote another sentence, and then stopped writing.

"I've never seen you so active before," Qu Junzhi walked side by side with her, "What stimulated you?"

"Let's go, we're going to be late." Mo Zebei began to speed up.

"Now you know you're going to be late again?" Qu Junzhi muttered, but hurriedly followed.

Mo Zebei's height is not considered short among the boys. When she was running, she stood in the back few rows, and there were more boys around.

"Mo Zebei," the boy next to her whispered to her while running, "After running for a while, don't rush away, my brother needs your help."

Mo Zebei looked up at him, but said nothing.

The boy didn't understand what she meant, so he turned to another boy and asked, "Did she agree or didn't agree?"

"I don't know," the boy who was asked shook his head, "You better not ask Mo Zebei about this matter, she is usually very cold, and she is definitely not willing to help this kind of help."

"But she and Qu Junzhi are at the same table," the boy lowered his voice, "Isn't it easier to find her..."

After running and exercising, everyone sweated a lot, and they all went to the playground while wiping off their sweat. The next period is physical education class.

Qu Junzhi came to look for Mo Zebei from the crowd in the front row. She was 165cm tall and she was in front when she was doing exercises.

"Here you are." Qu Junzhi took out a tissue and handed it to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei took it, wiped off his sweat, and continued walking forward.

Qu Junzhi followed the footsteps of Mo Zebei.

"Ding Mingduo seems to be looking at you." Qu Junzhi glanced at the boy, then turned his face and asked, "What's the matter with him?"

"I don't know," Mo Zebei threw the facial tissue into the trash can, "He told me when he was doing exercises, his buddies asked me for help, but I ignored it."

"Well," Qu Junzhi nodded, and then asked, "Are you thirsty? Do you want to buy water?" They didn't bring water glasses when they came down.

Mo Zebei glanced at the canteen: "Let's go."

When they arrived at the canteen, Mo Zebei bought a bottle of ice water, which Qu Junzhi asked for at room temperature, and Qu Junzhi kindly reminded her: "It's not good for girls to drink cold things like this, so you should drink less in the future."

"fine."

After buying water, the two of them went to the playground again.

After class, the physical education teacher first asked everyone to gather and took everyone to do exercises, and then there was free activity.

"Do you want to play badminton?" Qu Junzhi followed Mo Zebei for a stroll, caught a glimpse of a girl in the same class playing badminton, and asked her again.

"Do you want to play?" Before Qu Junzhi transferred, Mo Zebei was wandering around by himself during physical education class.

"Ah."

"Then let's go." Mo Zebei loves to exercise. He used to like to run around the neighborhood when he was free, but he didn't bother to move when it was hot.

Qu Junzhi followed her with a smile on her lips. She felt that Mo Zebei was actually quite easy to get along with.

The two of them went to the equipment room to borrow rackets and badmintons, and then played against each other on an empty field with no wind.

Qu Junzhi's golf skills are good, but his physical strength is weak. After playing for 6 to [-] minutes, he felt a little strenuous.

"Take a break." Mo Zebei took the initiative to stop.

The two sat on the stone steps together, and Qu Junzhi drank several sips of water.

"I don't think you are very tired." She glanced at Mo Zebei and praised, "Your physical fitness is much stronger than mine."

"It's okay." Mo Zebei also unscrewed the bottle cap to drink water.

The two were chatting when Ding Mingduo came over and stopped in front of them.

"Qu Junzhi," Ding Mingduo said with a flattering smile on his face, "Someone asked me to give you this letter."

Qu Junzhi raised his eyes and glanced at the delicate envelope, but didn't answer it.

"Qu Junzhi, you take it." Ding Mingduo stretched his hand closer again.

"We should go back." Qu Junzhi touched Mo Zebei with his elbow, and got up with the racket first.

Mo Zebei also stood up.

Ding Mingduo is now like a small dried fish that no one wants, he is embarrassed and humiliated, and his expression is full of embarrassment and anger, as if he wrote the letter and he was rejected, it is extremely embarrassing.

In the middle of the journey, Qu Junzhi suddenly said: "He just asked you to help, it should be about this."

"Yes." Mo Zebei nodded.

"In the future, don't respond to such things," Qu Junzhi paused, and continued, "Don't help them hand me the love letter."

"How do you know it's a love letter?"

Qu Junzhi laughed after hearing this: "After all, you don't come to ask me math problems."

Hearing what she said, Mo Zebei also laughed.

After returning to the classroom from the playground, Mo Zebei met the English class representative of Class [-] in the corridor.

"Mo Zebei," said the class representative holding a stack of workbooks on his chest, "Ms. Lin asked you to carry your class's homework."

"En." Mo Zebei responded.

When Mo Zebei arrived at the office, Lin Xiaoran was not there. She planned to leave with her homework in her arms, but at this moment, Lin Xiaoran's cell phone rang. She glanced and saw that the caller was Hanxi...

Hanxi, Mu Hanxi...

Holding his homework, Mo Zebei tilted his body and head, looked carefully, and silently printed the string of numbers in his mind.

When Lin Xiaoran came over, she greeted her calmly, and then left as if nothing had happened...