Guide to Overturning Online Classes

—————Updated on September 3—————

Oh my god... I didn't expect that more than a month later, the number of comments in this comment is still increasing.

Well, yes, it’s been a long time, everyone. I’ve slapped myself in the face twice. I didn’t expect that I would come up again to post a new comment. Damn.Then again, since the last update, where did you play "I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry"?The emperor is not in a hurry, is the eunuch in a hurry?

But thank you for your concern, today I just want to tell you, yes,

I'm officially with the male god.

Really, if it is true, if there is a trace of falsehood, I eat instant noodles without seasoning packets!

The thing is like this, since the last reply mentioned that I sent a series of bold showdown remarks to the male god, before I had time to wait for the male god to reply to me, I uninstalled the social software =) no If I was wrong, I was cowardly, but I didn't dare to read the reply from the male god. I was afraid that he would insist on chasing me, and I was also afraid that I would not have self-control over the male god (face and voice).

But no matter how bloody and bloody my emotional and private life is, I still haven't forgotten that I am a student, but after the start of the class, under the heavy schoolwork, all ghosts and snakes will stand aside for me.

And I thought, anyway, I will never see the male god again, as long as I don't download the social software back, I will not have any intersection with the male god.Looking back now, I feel that after I fell into emotional entanglements, not only my EQ, but even my IQ also got worse.

On the first day of the resumption of classes, in the words of my roommate, I looked drained. He even asked me which goblin I went with for two weeks. I subconsciously picked up my one and a half kilogram professional textbooks Hit it on the head that he used as a display.

Then just when my roommate picked up the water bottle and was about to fight back, before I had time to react and dodge, a bony hand appeared from behind me inexplicably, blocking the water bottle that my roommate was attacking at me.I am really grateful to this living Lei Feng!So when I was about to turn my head and kowtow three times and kowtow nine times to thank him, my roommate was so cowardly that he sat back to his original seat immediately.

I'm such a small head with a big question mark.

I tried to turn around for the second time, and the voice in the dream came from above my head like a self-amplified speaker——

"Still playing when the class bell rings?"

Now I dare not look back.I'm afraid that voice is just an illusion that I think about day and night, and I'm afraid that I look like a male god when I see things, think about people, and see everyone, but it's really a male god.He was wearing an all-black three-piece suit that day. The black shirt was neat without any wrinkles, and the hem was tucked into the black trousers.He walked to the podium, met my astonished gaze, smiled slyly, and then I heard his voice clearly through the microphone and said with some distortion: "Hello, my name is Fu Xiuyuan. Your substitute lecturer. From this semester, I will also be your direct professor of professional courses, please give me your advice.”

I seem to have returned to two months ago. At this moment, the background of me is thunder.

As a matter of course, I could see the male god almost every day after that, and he still asked me to be his school committee member as if nothing had happened, so my ostrich project not only failed, but also faced the crisis of getting along day and night.

One day after class, the whole class dispersed, and only the male god was left at his desk correcting the homework for the previous class, and after I had sent my roommate away, I hesitated for a while, then went up to the male god and asked, "Aren't you Are you saying that you can't be a substitute teacher?"

"Yes," the male god raised his eyebrows and looked up at me, "Isn't this here to be your professor?"

"...you dig a hole for me to jump in." I was speechless.

The male god smiled noncommittally, and said, "No way, I said I wanted to chase you, but you rejected me and didn't even give me a chance to appeal, so I had no choice but to take practical actions."

Depend on!After I listened to it, Xiaolu started to run around and jump around!

Although I once again solemnly and face-to-face rejected the male god, he seemed to disapprove, as if: how you like to say what I like to do, how to do it.Hey, I'm so tired. I have a lot of love for the male god in one hand, and the male god is holding my report card in the other hand. I am not a human being.

Then?Then I just had to wait and see.

Although the male god said he wanted to chase me, none of the 99 red roses and Ferrari pick-up service in Mary Su's novel Crispy Duck Literature Dog Blood idol drama.Some are just hung on the doorknob of my dormitory before the eighth class in the morning, the breakfast that is still warm, and the one-on-one after-school tutoring with the male god.For students, the latter is bound to be painful, but the benefits of teacher-student love are here. When your teacher is someone you like, even if he tells you about the periodic table of elements, you will still smile. finished listening.

What's more... I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that the male god seems to be talking in my ear deliberately when he is giving me a lecture, which makes me feel excited every time he snorts. Still not great.

Anyway, that's how life went, until yesterday——