Did the same table use the beauty meter today?

Cheng Mo didn't quite understand why Sheng Yan had the habit of carrying candy with him, he stared at the big white rabbit toffee for two seconds, feeling a little awkward, raised his head to meet Sheng Yan's inexplicably expectant eyes, and finally reached out to take it.

Sensing that Sheng Yan's gaze was still on him, Cheng Mo pursed his lips lightly, then tore off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the milky white candy into his mouth.

It was sweet, and the taste of milk burst in the mouth.

It's delicious, but Cheng Mo just doesn't think it suits his age.

He was still holding the candy paper, with a rabbit drawn on it, cute...but a little childish.

Satisfied, Sheng Yan glanced at the blackboard, the next class was mathematics, and he continued to explain his experience to his deskmate.

"Our math teacher's surname is Zhao..."

Cheng Mo listened carefully and nodded with the toffee in his mouth.

The surname is Zhao, then what?

Cheng Mo looked at Sheng Yan, and saw that his deskmate seemed to have been pressed some kind of pause switch, and there was no movement for a long time.

"I forgot, forget it..." Sheng Yan squeezed the center of his brows, raised his eyes and scanned the classroom, and waved his hand to the front left, "Big money."

"Hey Brother Sheng, what's the matter?" Qian came in very quickly.

"Our math teacher, what is it Zhao?" Sheng Yan frowned, but he really didn't remember.

No way, math is the class he skips the most. After two semesters in a school year, I don’t know if he can count the number of times he has taken it on two hands. At least a small half has to be cut.

He can still remember a last name is already very good.

Qian Jin didn't expect that this was what he asked, and it took him a while to recover his voice: "Zhao Chaosheng, it can be remembered together with Lao Wang's name."

Before he had time to complain, Brother Sheng immediately repeated what he said in a slightly different way.

"Our math teacher's name is Zhao Chaosheng, just remember it together with Lao Wang's name."

"...Mmm." Cheng Mo nodded.

He heard it and didn't need to repeat it.

Qian Jin was a little dizzy from this situation, and he also felt a little nervous when he heard the voice of the legendary Cheng Xueshen. As soon as he felt Cheng Mo's eyes fall on him, he actively and quickly raised his hand to face him. Cheng Mo put it on: "Hello, Cheng Xueshen, I am Qian Jin, the money of money, the progress of Jin."

Cheng Mo was first agitated by the unheard-of title of "Cheng Xueshen", and then spared by Qian Jin's tongue-twister-like self-introduction. He took out an exercise book, pointed to the two words on the title page, and said concisely: "My name."

"...Cheng Mo." Sheng Yan finished Cheng Mo's words, and put Cheng Mo's exercise book back twice, "I just introduced myself yesterday, he remembers it, so there is no need to say it again."

You can't get into the habit of half-talking while pointing at the words at the same table, or you will put a few slips of paper with common expressions in your pocket the next day and you won't have to speak at all.

"Yes, I remember," Qian Jin immediately nodded twice after being glanced at by Sheng Yan, facing Cheng Mo's gaze, and said with difficulty, "Cheng Mo..."

"Yeah." Cheng Mo nodded.

Qian Jin's mood is a bit up and down at the moment. For a student like him who has been hovering in the hundreds of years and struggling to move forward, Cheng Mo, the name that occupies the first place in the rankings of the two schools, is extremely mysterious. It was far more shocking than the videos of Cheng Mo's fights circulating in the forum.

He is used to calling "Xueshen" at ordinary times, and he really feels awkward without a suffix.

He didn't know where to put his hand for a while, but fortunately the class bell rang in time to save him, he quickly waved his hand to Sheng Yan and Cheng Mo, and then returned to his position in two steps, running a bit fast, and there were still sights on the way. Accidentally bumped into a chair.

Cheng Mo drew a question mark with his eyes.

"...Don't worry about him." Sheng Yan said.

Teacher Zhao is a middle-aged male teacher who is already Mediterranean. With books and lesson plans under his arm and a thermos in his hand, he walked into the classroom with a smile.

He walked to the podium, scanned down, and his eyes lit up when he saw a new face in the back row of the classroom: "There are new students in our class this semester."

Cheng Mo suddenly had a bad feeling.

"In this case, let's ask the new students to introduce themselves before class." Teacher Zhao said with a smile.

Before class, he was instructed by Teacher Wang to ask new students questions once a class, trying to get them to say a few more words.He didn't plan to introduce much new knowledge in this class, so he decided to use the roll call question of this class here.

How good is a self-introduction, tell me about your hobbies, and by the way, talk about learning methods and so on, you can say a lot more than answering questions.

Cheng Mo pursed his lips, wondering why he was going to introduce himself for the third time before the new school started two days ago.

After waiting for a while and seeing nothing, Teacher Zhao felt that the new students might indeed be too introverted. He has encountered many introverted students in his teaching years, so it doesn't matter.

Teacher Zhao nodded understandingly. It doesn't matter if you don't dare to speak. He can guide: "I heard Teacher Wang say that the new classmate's name is Cheng Mo?"

Teacher Zhao's eyes fell straight on, Cheng Mo couldn't ignore it.

The interrogative sentence at the end of the word "ba" is obviously asking knowingly, and the object of the question is indeed him.

Cheng Mo nodded.

Teacher Zhao smiled: "Cheng Mo's name should be very impressive to everyone. I remember that last year, the No. 1 in the joint exam between the two schools was in Hengzhong. It seems to be Cheng Mo?"

Another interrogative sentence.

Cheng Mo nodded.

The new classmate still didn't speak.

The opportunity to ask questions in this class has been used up, and I have exceeded it once, which is a bit of a waste.

There are also hobbies and learning methods.

Teacher Zhao nodded his head twice in pity, and said a few simple words of appreciation, and finally stopped ending with interrogative sentences.

Seeing that this has finally passed, Cheng Mo was obviously relieved.

Sheng Yan shrugged his shoulders and suppressed a smile.

He really didn't know that their math teacher had this style of painting before, otherwise he should have talked to him at the same table before class just now, as a warning, at least he had a psychological preparation.

He fumbled in his pocket, took out another white rabbit toffee, and put it on the table with him.

Comfort him at the same table.

Cheng Mo didn't really want this comfort, after Sheng Yan pushed the candy towards him for the second time, he quickly grabbed the toffee into his hand and put it in the drawer.

You can't eat during class time.

Sheng Yan understands very well, and can eat after class.

Cheng Mo glanced at his candy pocket.

A thin black coat was draped over Sheng Yan's chair. Sheng Yan took sugar out of the pocket of that coat. Because of the material of the clothes, Cheng Mo couldn't tell how much sugar was inside.

Big white rabbit.

Sheng Yan had better keep it for himself.

The math teacher's style is particularly unique. The lecture is just like when he was talking to Cheng Mo just now. The first half of the lecture is so flat that it can put people to sleep, and at the end he will force a raised questioning tone to refresh his mind.

Sheng Yan finally had some impressions about math class.

The reason why he often skips math class is because the quality of sleep in this class is particularly poor.

After experiencing the math class, the teachers in the next few classes were careful not to look at them as soon as they entered the classroom, but no matter what class, he would be called up to answer questions in almost every class. Some teachers did not When I found him, I would ask, "Where's the new classmate?"

Several times, Cheng Mo has reason to suspect that this is not a coincidence.

"It's probably Old Wang." Sheng Yan smiled again and put a candy on Cheng Mo's table.

Cheng Mo was a little helpless towards Sheng Yan's way of comforting others like a child.

"I haven't finished eating yet," Cheng Mo said.

By the end of the day, Sheng Yan had stuffed him with five big white rabbits.

"Save it up, and eat it when you want to eat next time." Sheng Yan took out his mobile phone when he said this, and a series of message notifications sounded as soon as he turned on the mobile phone that had been turned off for a day.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but think of Sheng Yan's bad mood this morning.

After two seconds, he picked up the candy on the table, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sheng Yan's attention was indeed attracted, and the eyes he looked at him were exactly the same as some people's eyes when they saw a small furry animal.

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Cheng Mo: The one who can be soothed by sugar is obviously Sheng Yan.

There will be another update in the evening, Mijiu~