[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Obviously don't believe it.

But why... he still sat down?

The confusion in the young man's eyes flashed away, and then he looked at the young man sitting in the lounge reading a book.

The forest wood door of the lounge is facing Huai'an's desk. Zhiyun can easily see the layout of the lounge. In that room, rows of bookshelves occupy most of the lounge, leaving only a small part of it. In the place, the youth put a reclining chair with soft cushions and blankets on the reclining chair.

And the young man was lying there, wearing glasses, gentle, and holding a heavy book in his hand.

The sunlight outside the window fell on the young man's fingertips. When turning the page, Huai'an's fingertips walked under the light, as if chasing the light, again and again, stirring up the hope in the young man's heart.

Although he couldn't see the young man's expression, Lin Zhiyun could guess that he probably showed a gentle smile again at this time.

How could there be such a warm person in this world?

Lin Zhiyun lowered his eyelids and looked at the warm food in the lunch box. The heat was still with a little rising mist, which seemed to cover his eyes.

It's so warm that people can't help but want to miss it.

The young man silently ate the meal that belonged to the young man, his eye circles suddenly turned red.

After getting used to being treated with cold words, he suddenly realized how precious the warmth brought by the young man was, but it swept his heart in an instant.

No matter how much he doubted, he couldn't refuse Huai'an's kindness to him.

Because he couldn't refuse.

Unknowingly finished all the food, Lin Zhiyun looked at the empty lunch box and lowered his head shyly. From the corner of his eyes, he happened to see the figure of the young man closing the book and walking slowly.

Like a god, stepping on the light, his black hair was also dyed light gold in the sun, a snow-white shirt wrapped his thin waist, and black suit pants set off his slender and straight legs.

The moment the boy withdrew his gaze, he heard the gentle voice of the young man, playing like a beautiful string music, the voice was as deep as a song.

Like a siren singing in the deep sea, with an inadvertent laziness and hoarseness, it chooses and devours.

Lin Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat.

"Zhi Yun."

In the next second, the throbbing in the boy's heart was instantly covered up helplessly.

"Just do these test papers after eating, so I can evaluate your academic performance. I will explain in advance that if your grades are not good, you may be left to make up lessons."

Huai'an took out the test paper and put it on the desk, and then cleaned the lunch box on the table. The young man saw it and wanted to tidy it up, but he didn't want the young man to stare back.

Lord Mozun watched with satisfaction as the little villain wrote the test paper there as quietly as a chicken, and couldn't help feeling extremely happy.

"Tong'er, the status of this teacher is quite convenient, tsk."

Seeing the little villain's peaceful appearance, Huai'an couldn't help squinting his eyes, resisting the urge to collapse the character, and then sat upright.

System: "...Master, take it easy, the current villain is...underage."

So ahem, let's try our best, System 101 System 101 said euphemistically.

Lord Mozun sneered, "You're the only one who talks nonsense."

Although he really wanted to, the status of a teacher is still not suitable after all, so now Huai'an really doesn't have any thoughts about Lin Zhiyun, of course, that's on the bright side.

Who said he can't be cold and flirtatious?

Master Mozun squinted his eyes, pursed his lips and stared at Lin Zhiyun who was taking the exam very seriously, and then watched him quickly fill up the English, numbers and English. When filling up the last test paper, as a teacher, he was very serious. "Concerned" asked: "Are you sure to hand in all the papers?"

There was suspicion in his eyes.

Lin Zhiyun didn't care, nodded solemnly, and then saw that the young man stopped responding to him, but put the test papers on the desk, and said to him: "Okay, you can go back to class first, and you will come back later when you study by yourself in the evening." Come to my office."

The young man was slightly taken aback, then nodded obediently, and closed the door of the office considerately for him when he left.

As soon as the person left, Huai'an gave a hutch, then picked up the red fountain pen on the desk and began to revise the test paper.

He had to be full of acting, for this reason, the young man sacrificed his nap time in the past, and spent an afternoon finishing all the test papers of all the subjects of the young man.

Because the young man was doing the test papers very fast at that time, although Huai'an didn't say anything, but he saw it, and specially checked his test papers repeatedly to make sure that every answer was checked against the standard answers. For the surprised expression.

Then the next moment, the bell rang for the end of school in the afternoon. The young man gathered up the test papers, sat in the office and meditated for a while, and was about to pick up his things and leave when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the office.

He said "Please come in", and then saw a pure black human head rushing into his eyes.

The girl smiled shyly at him, then came in and closed the office door, her eyes flickering in a complicated way.

The young man continued to sort out the materials as if he didn't see it, and asked, "It's Yuanyuan, what can you do to see the teacher?"

"Teacher, I have a question I want to ask you..." Lin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, took out the English practice project in her arms, and asked cautiously, "I wonder if you are free, teacher?"

Huai'an was slightly taken aback, thought for a while, and then expressed that he was willing to teach her, and then let her take the subject over with the girl's joyful expression.

The young man seemed a little tired when he looked down at the question. He simply took out his glasses from the drawer and put them on. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the girl staring at him obsessively. He touched his face unconsciously and asked her, "What's wrong? My face Is there something on it?"

Lin Yuanyuan came back to her senses, shook her head quickly, and said with a drum in her heart: "Old, teacher, are you short-sighted? Why, why don't you usually wear it?"

She was afraid that the young man would find out that she was full of love for him, but she didn't know that the young man in front of her had already known it.

He sat there unmoved, looking down on the girl's obsession with him as if he was on a throne, the evil charm in the half-smile flashed past, then stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses, and smiled helplessly.

The tenderness is like the blooming spring flowers in winter, unintentionally making the girl fall in love again.

"That's not true. I'm farsighted. It doesn't affect my life at ordinary times. It's just that I often need to use glasses to check the test papers when correcting them. What's the matter? Don't they look good?" The young man's eyebrows and eyes were curved, falling like soft white feathers on the girl's heart.

The girl lowered her head, her heart beating like a drum made her take a step back somewhat uneasy.

"No, no, teacher, you look better than usual when you wear glasses."

Huai An touched his chin: "Really?"

Seeing him thinking, Lin Yuanyuan seemed afraid that he would misunderstand, and said again: "Actually, teacher, you are also very good-looking in normal times."

"I know." The young man replied, then glanced at the girl's slightly stunned expression, smiled slightly, and then looked at her tenderly and affectionately.

At that moment, the girl opposite was the love of his life.

Lin Yuanyuan lowered her eyelids with sweetness and joy in her heart, for fear that the young man would see her appearance.

"Student Yuanyuan."

"exist."

"Come and take a look at this question. It's actually very simple. If you change an adjective, the whole article will become smooth. You can think about it, among the English words I teach, are there any suitable English words? "

Huai'an taught slowly, looked at the girl's agitated appearance gently, and comforted: "Think slowly, don't worry, even if you say something wrong, the teacher will not blame you."

Lin Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and drilled many adjectives out of her mouth, but none of them were suitable for filling in that question.

Seeing the serious expression on the young man's face, she lowered her head, her eyes turned red cautiously: "Master, teacher, I didn't mean it, I just remember these words—"

Of course it's fake, she did it entirely on purpose.

The purpose is to stay alone with Huai'an for a longer period of time.

In such a quiet space, the young man's warm eyebrows shone on her heart like brilliant sunshine, and she wanted to stay for a while longer.

Just like Lin Zhiyun, he is in the dark, but his heart is for the light.

A hint of cunning flashed across her eyes, and when she raised her head again, there was a little more cautious grievance on her face.

The young man sighed helplessly, but he couldn't say a few harsh words, because the girl in front of him had a soft and pitiful personality, and whenever she said harsh words, she would have red eye circles, tears in her eyes, the posture of Daiyu who wanted to cry or not .

And Lin Yuanyuan has been found by Huai'an many times to have a tendency to be violent on campus. Under the circumstances and reason, Huai'an should feel distressed.

The original Huai'an would feel sorry for Lin Yuanyuan, but now Lord Mozun naturally can't destroy the character design, so he sighed deliberately.

The voice is helpless and doting.

"It's okay. I know you're too nervous. Take it easy. Think about it carefully. I just taught you this word last Wednesday." The young man lowered his head and pointed at the question, then guided him gently.

The girl took a step forward, only one desk away from the young man.

She put her hands on the table, bent slightly, stared obsessively at the young man's gentle eyebrows, and unconsciously formed a wicked smile on the corner of her lips.

The silence seems to be only the voice of the young people talking slowly, like the unique maple leaf tree among the rustling autumn leaves, the scorching heat of bright red rushes towards the face.

His beauty is like warm water gurgling across the dry land, neither thick nor light, but also has a cool breath, like a snow lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained.

No one can match him.

The girl bent down again, with crazy possessiveness in her eyes, as well as the thick excitement and obsession. The ponytail behind her slid down on her shoulders, passing by the young man's face one by one, and her lips were almost in contact with the young man. Youth's hair collides—

"Yo~ Teacher."

The sudden voice awakened the girl's rationality. She took a few steps back, and then looked at the boy leaning against the office door, with a look of anger in her eyes.

Lin Zhiyun raised his eyebrows, and gave the girl a naughty smile.

"Lin Yuanyuan, so you are here."