damaged

Zhou Zhou himself was somewhat surprised, except when Chen Zhan was making trouble, there was no disturbance in his heart.

After she personally accompanied Chen Zhan into her new class, when she returned to her own class, her new deskmate next to her hadn't come yet.It's almost time for class.

While thinking about this, Zhou Zhou suddenly heard Bu Congming shout: "Sister Irene!"

This is Zhang Ailin, who is carrying a bag all over her body.She went to her desk and hung her bag on the hook next to the desk

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Zhou Zhou glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

There is nothing on the table, not even a pen. What kind of class is this for?

What class to take, how to go to class.Coming to school is to catch up on sleep.

I don't know what the chemical principle is, but while listening to the teacher's lecture, the quality of sleep can be particularly good.

Just like before, after Zhang Ailin packed her backpack, she was about to get down when she was stopped by Wang Bing.

"Zhang Ailin!"

Zhang Ailin looked at the source of the voice. Wang Bing was standing at the back door with his hands behind his back.The glasses reflect light, but looking at the direction his face is facing, he should be looking at himself.

She leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, her hands naturally drooped by her sides, and said lazily, "Sleep."

Contrary to Zhang Ailin's expectations, Wang Bing stepped forward two steps at a time, stood beside her, and said, "Come out with me."

After listening to Zhang Ailin, she lazily stood up from her seat, stretched herself, and followed Wang Bing out.

Zhou Zhou couldn't help but look in the direction of the two of them, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Let me tell you, from today on, don't let me sleep in class, listen to the class carefully!

It just so happens that you don't need to adjust your seat when you sit in the back. I will come to every class. If you dare to sleep, you can try. "

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What happened to Wang Bing today?

Seeing Wang Bing's serious face, Zhang Ailin was very puzzled.

In the past whole year, Wang Bing never cared whether Zhang Ailin was lying on her stomach or lying down in class.Why are you going to start taking care of her from today on?

"why?"

"There is no reason. From now on, whenever I see you sleeping, I will go in and beat you up." Wang Bing said.

"I didn't say that, that..."

Zhang Ailin faltered and couldn't say what was in her mind, so she was interrupted by Wang Bing: "What is it? I indulged you too much before, and it was my fault. In the next two years, I will pay you double to make up for it. "

?

The words were so vague that Zhang Ailin was at a loss.

If it were other teachers, Zhang Ailin would not even bother to talk to him, how could she have the patience to listen to instructions.But Wang Bing is different.

Wang Bing is the person Zhang Ailin admires from the bottom of her heart.

If nothing else, just because he is a good man.

"Okay, let's go to class." Wang Bing pushed Zhang Ailin, and Zhang Ailin stood on one foot, almost lost her footing, and staggered.

Zhang Ailin looked back at Wang Bing again, and finally returned to her seat.

She sat down on the seat, leaned back on the chair, folded her arms around her chest, looked at the empty blackboard on the podium, and stared blankly.

Textbooks, no; pen and paper, no.Nothing but people arriving.This sudden change left Zhang Ailin with no time to prepare. She hadn't attended classes for a long time, and she even forgot what she was supposed to do in class.

Wang Bing followed Zhang Ailin, walked to her seat, and asked, "Your desk is cleaner than your face. Where are your textbooks?"

After hearing this, Bu Congming, who was sitting in front, reacted faster than Zhang Ailin. He was about to get up from his seat and walk over to explain the whole story.

Zhang Ailin caught a glimpse of Bu Congming's action, stepped forward, and said, "I threw it away."

"I don't care why you threw it away. You have three days to prepare the textbook for me. In the past few days, you will read one at the same table with you first. Don't forget to thank him." After speaking, Wang Bing raised his hand, He knocked a chestnut hard on Zhang Ailin's head.

Zhang Ailin gasped in pain.

After finishing speaking, Wang Bing went out, and when he reached the door, he still turned around and said one more thing: "I don't know when I will come back, so don't try to play tricks secretly again."

Zhang Ailin curled her lips, not paying attention.

The head teacher has already spoken, so Zhou Zhou has to listen.

Zhou Zhou told himself over and over in his heart that he had to calm down, it was no big deal.

"What's the big deal, it's not my fault." Zhou Zhou said to himself in his heart.

Zhou Zhou tried very hard to recall Zhang Ailin's disgusting face when she coldly rejected her, but more images overflowed from the cracks of the bricks like hidden water underground.

Hugged by her.

!!!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou's body felt numb from the soles of his feet to his scalp like an electric shock.

"Stop." She ordered herself.

No matter how windy and stormy my heart is, on the surface it looks as calm as water.

Zhou Zhou spread out his textbook between the two of them and said, "Let's use a book first."

"Need not."

Zhang Ailin frowned, it was too embarrassing for two people to use one book.

"But Teacher Wang Bing just said..."

"Don't worry about him." As she spoke, Zhang Ailin lay down on the table again, ready to fall asleep at all times.

Zhou Zhou glanced at Zhang Ailin, who was lying on the table with an indifferent attitude, and had no choice but to withdraw the textbook.

It doesn't matter if it's lying down, Wang Bing's slap comes from lying down.

The teacher was lecturing in front, and Wang Bing came in quietly through the back door, and slapped Zhang Ailin on the back of the head, directly waking her up from her dream.

When Zhang Ailin opened her sleepy eyes and looked up, she realized that it was Wang Bing.

Pulling it out is another lecture.

no way.

Zhang Ailin looked up at the dense blackboard written on the blackboard. The teacher didn't know where she was talking, as if she was listening to a scripture.

Zhou Zhou put the book between the two of them again, and said in a low voice, "Let's read mine. The teacher is explaining this sample problem." Then, Zhou Zhou pointed to the page of the book.

Supporting her head with her right hand, Zhang Ailin pulled her left hand casually, re-spread the textbook on Zhou Zhou's desk, and said, "Put it over there, I can see it."

Zhou Zhou froze for a moment, then said again, "Okay."

Now the two people are not reading a book together, no matter how Zhou Zhou turns his body, he feels uncomfortable all over.

Although she knew that Zhang Ailin was looking down at the textbook in her hand with lowered eyes, Zhou Zhou felt that nothing was right when she thought of getting into her gaze.

"Wrong." Zhang Ailin said suddenly.

"What?" Zhou Zhou raised his head subconsciously, but unexpectedly met her eyes.

The heart skipped a beat.

Hastily lowered his head.

"The formula to be substituted into what he said just now."

"Which... which one?" Zhou Zhou hesitated, his eyes were full of symbols.

"The one with the unknown."

Zhou Zhou was silent for a while. She pretended to be calm and searched on the straw paper, but there was no real effect at all.

Zhang Ailin raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Zhou, which made Zhou Zhou even more flustered.

this girl.It doesn't seem very smart.

Simply, Zhang Ailin put down her right hand supporting her chin, pulled out the pen in Zhou Zhou's hand, leaned towards Zhou Zhou's direction, and on the page of Zhou Zhou's book, she drew out the formula that Zhou Zhou copied wrongly: "I mean this."

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Zhang Ailin's unintentional action, in Zhou Zhou's heart, simply ignited a bomb directly.

She was almost close to her body.

The near-perfect jawline is right in front of your eyes.

Her lips opened and closed.what did you say?

I can't hear it anymore.

She is right in front of my eyes.right in front of you.So close.Even the faint scent of her body can be smelled clearly.

In that moment.

The universe seems to stop turning.Countless stars burned to ashes.Any existing or illusory laws of nature are reduced to nothing.In the vast interstellar world, nothing but light is light.Fiery, dazzling, white light.

"You copied it wrong, it's a copy of the previous formula."

"I really want to. To be kissed by her."

Suddenly, this thought exploded in Zhou Zhou's mind.

Boundless waves of emotions rolled in Zhou Zhou's body, and waves of waves emanating from his heart rushed to beat the remaining rationality in Zhou Zhou's mind.

"No!" Zhou Zhou was teased with the last rationality, pulling her back to reality forcefully.

"...What are you doing?" Zhang Ailin was stunned, the pen in her hand also stopped, and she stared blankly at Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou was awakened by Zhang Ailin's voice, she quickly raised her head, and suddenly found that the two were maintaining awkward movements.

Zhou Zhou reached out his hand to push her away, but unexpectedly, this hand was firmly attached to Zhang Ailin's chest.

There was a soft touch in the palm of his hand.

Zhou Zhou was so ashamed that she blushed up to her ears for an instant, she quickly retracted her hand, not knowing where to put it, and was at a loss.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhou Zhou apologized quickly.

Zhang Ailin glanced at her, then continued to move, and changed the revised formulas in the blank space beside her. She said softly, "Shhh. If you keep making noise, others should see it."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ailin put the pen in the gap between the pages of the book, pointed to the place where she had just revised, and said, "Here, please read it again."

It's all like this, how can I see any formula.

Zhou Zhou could only answer in a low voice: "Okay."

Zhang Ailin noticed Zhou Zhou's flushed cheeks again, hesitated again and again, and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

It's a little sickly red.She worried about whether it was an infectious disease.

Zhou Zhou quickly covered his cheeks with his hands, turned his back slightly to Zhang Ailin, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it will be fine in a while."

"Have you always been like this? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Zhang Ailin frowned, thinking it was an infectious disease.

Zhou Zhou pulled out a hand, shook it vigorously at Zhang Ailin, and said hastily: "No need, no need. I'll be fine in a while. Thank you!"

She was ashamed and anxious in her heart, and secretly scolded Zhang Ailin eight hundred times for being an idiot.

In this day and age, no one is as stupid as her!