When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qianling opened her mouth, but in the end she still couldn't say a word.

In the whole paper, only the part circled by Shen Linchuan was written by himself.

"Why, can't you tell?"

Shen Linchuan put down his pen, "Tell me, where did the answer to this paper come from?"

"...I asked Ji Jiayu for it."

Who would have thought that Shen Linchuan would ask him questions.

Qian Ling argued: "You just said that you have to finish the paper after school, and you didn't say that if I thought of the answer..."

He spoke more and more quietly, and finally stopped his voice dryly under Shen Linchuan's cold gaze.

"Okay." Shen Linchuan tidied up the things on the table, "Then I just promised you that I would post it, but I didn't say when it will be fulfilled."

Qianling slightly widened her eyes.

How can you do this?

Shen Linchuan had already packed his things, and stood up with his schoolbag on his back.

"See you tomorrow."

Qian Ling hurriedly supported the table and jumped up.

He stretched out his arm to block Shen Linchuan's way, "You are lying, the time limit for the order is today, if you leave, the order cannot be completed."

Shen Linchuan raised his hand.

Cold fingers rested on Qianling's wrist, and pressed down gently.

"I didn't promise you to complete the order."

After saying this, he walked out from Qian Ling's side.

Qian Ling stayed where she was alone.

A bright red sunset came in from the window behind and fell on the tiles, emitting a warm color that filled the entire classroom.

The position where Qianling was standing could not be illuminated by light. He stood in the dark place for a while, only hearing the sound of footsteps going further and further away until they disappeared.

Then he sat back in his seat with his head down.

Qian Ling reached out and took the paper back, looking at the test questions on it, he couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

If he can write, he will not copy.

Qian Ling wiped his eyes.

It's like the kind of bully who doesn't understand how painful it is to be a scumbag.

【Are you crying? 】

Qian Ling pursed her lips, "I didn't."

Qian Ling patted the paper on the table, picked up the pen, and opened the book that had not been returned to Shen Linchuan.

He wrote it himself.

- Well done!Baby has backbone!

——I just finished the online class, good guy, I thought I made a mistake when I saw the content of the test questions. (Praise the beauty of the baby first every day)

--Huh?Why does it feel like my wife is being bullied when she looks aggrieved?

--Yes!Shen Linchuan, is he a dog?Ask my stupid wife to do high school comprehensive science.If my wife is so smart, will she still talk to you?

——No, my college entrance examination scores were heavy, and I was a little confused when I looked back. Is this a bit too embarrassing?

……

The setting sun outside the window was blocked by the buildings in the distance to lose the last ray of light, and the sky darkened.

A teardrop fell on the paper of the test paper, followed by a second, and a third.

The more Qian Ling wrote, the more wronged she became.

The fingers holding the pen were so hard that the fingertips turned pale.

"clatter."

The lights in the classroom were suddenly turned on.

Qian Ling was dazzled for a moment, and then quickly lay down on the table.

He didn't dare to turn around to see who it was, he was only afraid of being seen crying badly because of the test questions.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Walking past his position did not stop, and then there were some rustling sounds of unzipping and rummaging through things.

He seems to have found what he was looking for.

The footsteps sounded again.

But this time, she approached Qian Ling and stopped in front of the desk.

Qian Ling lay on the desk.

With his forehead resting on his arm, he could just see a part of the other party through the gap between the desk and his body.

Under the blue school pants is a pair of white-gray limited-edition basketball shoes. There are certain traces of wearing, but the upper and the body of the shoe are kept very clean.

He said, "What are you doing here?"

When she heard the voice, Qian Ling was slightly taken aback.

He raised his head.

Standing in front of him was Sheng Li, with a black shoulder bag slung over his shoulder and a pair of white earphones in his hand.

Qian Ling heard the sound of rummaging just now, so she should be looking for this.

Sheng Li said, "Are you crying?"

Qian Ling hurriedly wiped away the tears on Gu Aza's face.

And Sheng Li's eyes fell on his desktop.

There were still dark water stains on the test paper, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"why cry?"

Qian Ling lowered her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "I can't write the test papers."

Sheng Li reached out to pick up the paper.

"Where won't it be?"

"Neither, neither."

When Qianling spoke, he buried his head down again, afraid of seeing the expression of disdain on the other party's face.

However, Sheng Li just hummed.

He took off the bag on his shoulder, walked back to his seat, and pulled out the chairs from the empty table next door.

"come over."

Qianling made a sound.

Subconsciously, he was about to follow, when Sheng Li added, "Bring a pack of tissues over here."

What do you need tissues for?

Qian Ling froze for a moment, but obediently obeyed.

Qianling's daily habit is to keep a small pack of portable tissues on her body.

So he took the tissue with him.

"Give."

Sheng Li took the tissue, "Sit down."

Qian Ling sat on this chair with some trepidation.

He still remembered that when he came here on the first day, he wanted to sit in this position, but was ignored by the other party wearing earphones.

His eyes slipped quietly to Shengli's lips.

Not to mention that they were in the bar last night. Although it was not voluntary, he sat in each other's arms and posted in front of many people.

Sheng Li unwrapped the tissues, took out one of them, and handed it to him suddenly.

Qianling was slightly stunned.

"For me?"

"Well, wipe your tears first."

Qian Ling blinked, and quickly took it with both hands, never thinking that Sheng Li asked for a tissue to wipe his tears.

Sheng Li took out a stack of blank draft paper from the drawer.

"Have you finished wiping?"

Qian Ling nodded.

"Then I'm starting to talk about the topic. You should pay attention to it. If there's anything you don't know, you can ask questions after I finish speaking. Can you?"

Qian Ling nodded.

"say."

"I can."

"it is good."

After hearing Qian Ling's answer, Sheng Li began to talk about the topic.

His voice is naturally cool, not deliberately, but because he is used to keeping a distance, but the speed and volume of the lecture are controlled within a certain range.

The sky outside the window has completely darkened.

On the same floor, this classroom was lit in the dark.

Sheng Li lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a light lead gray shadow under his eyes.

Qian Ling couldn't help being distracted.

In fact, although Sheng Li's behavior is a bit colder, he is definitely not a bad person, and he is willing to sacrifice his own time to accompany him to do the questions here.

But why are the students in the class so afraid of him?

Sheng Li tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.

"Don't look at me, look at the question."

Qian Ling, who was peeking at the captured bag, was embarrassed, and quickly cleared her eyes, and put them on the test questions that should be placed.

But his face still couldn't help getting hot.

Compared with boring topics, looking at Shengli is much more comfortable.

After only persisting for a few minutes, Qian Ling became drowsy, and glanced at Sheng Li's face again.

No one can resist good things.

From the very first glance, he noticed that Sheng Li's appearance is really perfect!

The bridge of the nose is high and the nose is narrow, the brows and eyes are bright like stars, the eye shape is quite oriental, and the youthful handsomeness reveals a unique sense of coldness.

Qian Ling didn't dare to peek for too long, afraid of being talked about again, so she took a few glances at Sheng Li and then at Ti.

When Qian Ling peeked again, he happened to meet Sheng Li's gaze.

He said: "Is it so beautiful?"

Qian Ling shook her head, then paused for a few seconds, then nodded uncontrollably.

"Don't be angry, but you are much prettier than the title."

"Look at me, so you can solve the problem?"

"No."

"Did you understand the topic I just talked about? Is there anyone who can't?"

Qian Ling pondered for a while.

"Ok?"

Qian Ling whispered: "I heard it, but I didn't understand it."

He muttered in a low voice, and cautiously peeked at Sheng Li's expression from the corner of his eye.

If the other party shows an impatient expression, he will go back obediently and think of a way by himself.

And Sheng Li hummed, wrote something on the draft paper, and then handed the paper to him.

"Don't worry, start from the basics," Sheng Li handed him the pen, "Try this."

Qianling made a sound.

Not seeing the impatience he imagined, he took the pen from the other party in doubt.

His eyes fell on the topic written by Sheng Li.

In fact, he didn't have much confidence to make it, but he didn't dislike him when he thought of Shengli giving him a lecture.

Qian Ling grabbed the pen.

The body temperature of the other party still remained on the pen holder, so he bit the bullet and wrote it down. Finally, he plucked up the courage and hesitantly handed over the answer he wrote to Sheng Li.

He himself doesn't know if that's the case?

Sheng Li put a tick next to his answer with a red pen.

Huh?

Sheng Li said: "Well, it's great. The process of solving the problem is like this, you did it right."

Qianling's eyes brightened slightly.

Sheng Li pointed to a question on the test paper that he had done wrong before, "You try this question again, using the same formula."

"it is good."

Qian Ling, who had tasted the sweetness, ignited a little bit of confidence, and her resistance to the topic was also reduced.

As he was writing, he was thinking about the great sentence just now.

It's like a poor student who was suddenly encouraged by the teacher and got a little red flower.

Qianling turned her head and handed out the written answer.

"That's right."

After receiving the second affirmation, Qianling even pouted her tail.

Sheng Li pointed to another question below.

"Try this, it's a little more difficult, and the formula needs to be deformed."

"it is good!"

Qian Ling started with full confidence, but soon he got stuck and couldn't write anything with his head scratching his head.

He overturned all the above drafts.

When Qian Ling was about to write scribbles, the tip of the pen was gently picked away by another pen.

"It's not like this,"

Sheng Li propped his chin with one hand, held the pen with the other, and wrote down two formulas on the paper.

"Try this set."

Qian Ling nodded.

After fighting for 5 minutes, Qianling finally solved the problem.

"is this correct?"

He turned his head.

Sheng Li didn't know when he put the headphones back on, and after hearing his voice, he took his draft paper.

He took a few glances at first, "Yes."

There was a burst of joy in Qianling's heart.

Then music suddenly sounded in my ear.

Sheng Li handed him the headset, "Relax."