Guide to Overturning Online Classes

The doctor didn't see it as it was because I was mentally retarded, and I didn't know how long I was shaking my head and hands. I almost shook my head off before I rejected the male god. After all, I really have no plans to lose my horse now.But fortunately, the male god probably just mentioned it politely and enthusiastically, and didn't mean to force me. He just nodded clearly and told me to wait here, then turned and entered the canteen.

After he came out, he had two extra plastic bags in his hand, so he stuffed one of the paper bags into my hand, then turned and left, leaving me speechless.After Huo Lei Feng waved his sleeves and left without taking away a cloud, I opened the plastic bag, which contained egg salad sandwiches and a bottle of milk, and next to it was a box of cold medicine and throat lozenges.God, this whole bag is heavy, it's the male god's ardent care, his meticulous consideration, his relentless concern for me——

(Well, don’t remind me that maybe he is a warm-hearted and kind person, and he only does kindness to me once a day. After all, it’s a brain supplement in my heart, and our children have given birth to two children)

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My dear friends, there is one thing that is very serious and serious, and it is not a joke.

I think my liking for male gods probably ends here.

Ok, take a deep breath everyone, calm down, and let me explain what happened in detail.Here's the thing: Today was an ordinary day, and I woke up with wind and rain, but the quality of my sleep is better than that, especially after staying up late and playing games all night.Well, what's the good thing?I have had the honor of oversleeping because of my poor sleep quality =)

I know that in your eyes, I'm just the No. 1 happy person who overslept and overslept. Don't scold me, the child knows it's wrong.

I fell asleep for breakfast, and I didn't have time to eat lunch. I have already missed the morning class. If I don't go to the afternoon class, I can guarantee that the enthusiastic man will definitely want to mark the attendance rate on my report card even more passionately. I haven't eaten the sandwiches and milk that Bytheway God bought for me yesterday, so the little calculations in my heart are crackling.

Hey, after all, after my personal experience, subtle influence is a very magical and effective thing.After two weeks of teaching with a duck voice, not only my classmates, but even the male gods are used to it. It seems that they can make waves for people like me who are not very intelligent. Don't be surprised.Of course, I used to be a top student who was more than the top but not more than the bottom. My reputation and image have long been gone because of love, and I was so angry.

The above paragraph is not the point, so what is the point I want to express?

Yes, I decided to sneak lunch in class.

In fact, this is not a rare thing, everyone must have done it before, right?It's just that since our school started online classes until now, I haven't dared to do anything outrageous because of my image in front of the male god... I should still have a bit of an image, right?ah?

But I was really hungry, super hungry, so I secretly opened the male god's love sandwich and milk in a place where the camera couldn't see.I took a bite and looked up. As long as the male god is not paying attention, I will start chewing slowly, and I probably chewed seventy or eighty times in one bite.

Admittedly, if I could go back in time, I would absolutely spit out the sandwich.No, I shouldn't even open the packing bag, and I even said that I shouldn't play that broken game so that I stayed up late and missed class today without eating!

Yes, I was captured by the male god.

Just when I lowered my head to take the third bite, the last bite, I bit it in my mouth, raised my head, and the male god and several classmates looked at me through the camera with half-smiles.what can I do?I am also very desperate!So in despair, under the eyes of all the people, I finished the bread with a face ashamed, and took a sip of milk in my spare time.

"Is it delicious?" the male god asked.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, showed an emotionless smile, and said without any ups and downs in my tone, "Professor Report, it's not bad."

"Seeing how much you ate, I'm a little hungry." The male god smiled noncommittally, then shook his head helplessly, "Okay, students, after watching the broadcast, shall we continue the class?"

Grass!

He actually called me a foodie!

My heart doesn't hurt, but I'm a little tired; the male god is very good, but I don't deserve it.