Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Bai Qinghuan."

When the name was called, Qing Huan paused before responding: "Here!"

Teacher You just glanced at him and didn't linger too much. Just like the other students, it seemed that he was just trying to match the name with the face.

Chen Ziran looked at Teacher You on the podium, then at Qing Huan, thoughtful.

During the official class, Qing Huan started to wander again, but was called to answer questions, Qing Huan didn't realize it, it was Ji Zhiqiu who kicked his chair to wake up, stood up and looked at Teacher You on the stage with some blank eyes .

"Bai Qinghuan, answer this question." Teacher You looked at Qinghuan with a smile.

"I..." Qing Huan said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I was distracted just now."

"It's a bad habit to lose your mind within 10 minutes of class." Teacher You pushed up his glasses: "Come to my office after class."

"……it is good."

Of course, Qing Huan couldn't concentrate while waiting for the get out of class to end, because the end of get out of class meant that they would have to face each other again.

But it was time for get out of class to end soon. Qing Huan stood up and followed Teacher Nayou. The distance to the office was only six to seventy meters.

Teacher You's office is a one-person office. Even Teacher Zheng, who was very experienced in the past, did not have this kind of treatment, which shows that the school attaches great importance to him.

When we arrived at the office, Teacher You first poured a cup of tea for Qing Huan, and said slowly, "Is it because of my presence that you missed class?"

"I thought," Qing Huan took the teacup, "You didn't mean to recognize me."

He asked back, "Why do you think I came to this school?"

"You came to school..." For me?This is what Qing Huan did not say.

"After sleeping for so long, I think I need to have a good understanding of this world, and..." He looked at Qing Huan, "Observe you, a human being of the same blood as me."

"Watch me?" Qing Huan felt that his tone was as if she was a pet he kept.

"I've missed you for so many years, so of course I have to take good care of you now." His tone was full of interest.

Qing Huan didn't like his tone very much, it was so frivolous that it didn't match his elegant and upright appearance - "I don't even know your name until now, you shouldn't be named You, right?"

"Long Zhao, my name." He raised his hand and traced Qing Huan's beautiful jaw line with his fingers: "You have to remember it well."

When Qing Huan came back from the office, Ji Zhiqiu and Chen Ziran started asking questions——

"That guy didn't do anything to you, did he?" Ji Zhiqiu asked.

Chen Ziran saw that Qing Huan looked a little distressed, and asked, "Did he scold you?"

"He didn't scold me, and he didn't do anything to me." Qing Huan said, "It's because I took a break in class to educate me, and it didn't hurt or itch."

"I don't think that guy is a good person. He gave him a big blow in the first class, and he called you to the office to teach you a lesson when you deserted." Ji Zhiqiu was quite dissatisfied with Long Zhao: "Look at him. Just a polite scum."

While Ji Zhiqiu was talking eloquently, Chen Ziran changed the subject: "Did you guys know each other before?"

"us?"

"Yes, you know each other, don't you?"

Qing Huan was not good at lying, so she could only say vaguely: "I just met before."