Geng Meng looked at the group of ancestors in the class who were tired of studying, rubbed his temples and said: "Shut up, you guys. Okay, Tang Zhixi, please go back."
Tang Zhixi nodded and walked back.
As soon as he took a step forward, Duan Nian suddenly clapped his hands. What others had, he, Xi Shen, couldn't lack.
The hands clapped loudly, which startled Shen Bocheng next to him.
But Shen Bocheng looked at him and started to applaud.
Shen Bocheng is the boss of the class. He is handsome and has a good family background. Many people in the class regard him as their priority.
So as soon as he applauded, others immediately followed suit.
Even Geng Meng reacted and smiled and clapped his hands.
Tang Zhixi: "."
So Tang Zhixi returned to her position amidst a round of applause.
Meng Jingyi applauded and said: "What's the air? You can't even afford to go to school."
Fu Xue pursed her lips, and the smile on her face was slightly stiff. Director Feng had worked with her once, and she had Jiuxi's identity, so he was afraid that he might have secretly given her the question to make her stand out.
Tang Zhixi returned to her seat, and when the applause ended, Geng Meng said: "So, academic qualifications and knowledge are two different things."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Then a boy said: "Teacher, I agree with what you said, so I don't understand why my father insisted on sending me here."
Geng Meng glared at him and said: "What do you think, I can't even put this little knowledge into your head. Can I still expect you to learn it on your own?"
The boy was speechless.
"People don't have the conditions to go to school, and they all know how to learn. As for you, forget it, it's all in vain. You'd better continue taking classes."
Tang Zhixi sat down and glanced at Chu Qingyan first, then she noticed that Jiang Wan at the front table glanced back at her.
He just glanced at it, then immediately looked away, lowered his head and sat down.
Tang Zhixi saw his nervousness and careful movements and pretended not to notice.
The morning's class passed quickly.
Because two teachers went to the Education Bureau for a meeting, the classes in the morning were two periods of mathematics and two periods of Chinese.
The math class was okay because I kept asking people to ask questions and everyone was in a good mental state.
Only in the last two Chinese classes, more than half of the class fell asleep.
On the one hand, everyone is fearless, on the other hand, everyone believes in the school and in post-editing.
In this state, they will never be broadcast.
However, the Chinese teacher also tried his best to keep them awake.
But the effect is not significant.
Chu Qingyan didn't sleep, but she didn't attend the lecture either. Because she didn't have a mobile phone, she was wandering in her mind the whole time.
She felt that she must have gone crazy at that time. When she heard that they were coming to record the show, she applied for a change of dormitory and bribed the teacher to let Tang Zhixi sit next to her.
She must have been possessed at the time.
Otherwise, why do you have to sit next to her?
And how could this person be so bold as to steal her cell phone?
Even if she has Ye Hanzhi's support, Ye Hanzhi will always control her to the limit because of her grandfather, her parents, and her brother.
What's going on with this guy?
So annoying.
Chu Qingyan was so bored that she wanted to skip class again.
Tang Zhixi kept observing her out of the corner of her eye. The little girl was a bit unruly and willful on the outside, but she was gentle and kind in her heart.
After the last class in the morning, day students have to go home and boarding students have to eat in the cafeteria.
After the bell rang, the teacher had left.
Tang Zhixi slowly packed away her books, and Yue Guyuan turned around and said, "Let's go eat together."
Tang Zhixi nodded and glanced at Jiang Wan, who was still sitting in front of him, his head lowered and motionless, not wanting to communicate with anyone, and even wanting to bury himself.
"Where are you going to eat?" Tang Zhixi handed her cell phone to Chu Qingyan and asked.
Chu Qingyan took it and checked to see if there were any messages on her phone before saying, "Send it at home."
"Okay, I also want to use your meal card."
"Why are you like this?" Chu Qingyan looked at her and asked.
Tang Zhixi looked at her with an expression like this on her face.
Chu Qingyan clicked her tongue lightly, and then started looking for her meal card: "No one cares about you?"
"I am the eldest in our family."
Chu Qingyan: "." Ye Hanzhi is such a strict wife.
Chu Qingyan rummaged through her bag and found no meal card, then she remembered and said, "I don't have a meal card!"
"How come you have such a bad memory at such a young age?" Tang Zhixi said with a smile.
"I want you to take care of it because I don't want to make you angry." Chu Qingyan said, and the cell phone on the table rang.
Note: Auntie Wenren.
Wenren, a relatively rare compound surname.
Tang Zhixi looked at these four words, and her head suddenly hurt. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quietly raised her hand and pressed her temple.
Chu Qingyan glanced at her phone, pressed the answer button and said, "I'm leaving."
After saying that, he picked up the phone and left.
As soon as she left, Duan Nian and Shen Bocheng came over.
As soon as Shen Bocheng came over, many boys gathered around him.
"Xi Shen, let's go and have dinner." Duan Nian said.
Tang Zhixi raised her eyes to look at him, and then glanced at the boy next to him.
Boys at this age are already very tall, about the same height as Duan Nian. He looks very handsome. When he smiles, he has a very shallow dimple on the left side, and he looks a bit naughty.
Shen Bocheng saw her looking over and introduced: "Sister Xi, Shen Bocheng. The uncle of the brothers, the prime minister of the prime minister."
Tang Zhixi raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that the look between his eyebrows seemed a bit familiar, and said, "Hello."
Tang Zhixi looked at the two of them and felt that they should know each other. But she didn't ask any more questions, got up and followed everyone: "Thank you very much."
"Sister Xi, you're welcome."
Before leaving the classroom, Tang Zhixi glanced at Jiang Wan, still sitting in her seat with her head lowered. But judging from the lowered shoulders, she was not as nervous as before.
**
Ye Hanzhi watched a group of them go to have lunch, and looked at a group of eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys around Tang Zhixi, who couldn't eat their lunch.
With his manly intuition, Shen Bocheng looked at the little girl with unclear eyes.
But he didn't have to worry. Shen Bocheng and He Yuzhe had exactly the same temperament, and the little girl would definitely not like it.
But if you don’t worry, don’t worry. There should be no lack of warnings.
So he took out his cell phone and made a call.
But before the call was made, a message popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.
He glanced subconsciously and spotted the words "He Yuzhe" on the title.
He paused before dialing the number and clicked on the message first.
The complete title is: [He Yuzhe takes a strange woman to a room.]
It's simple, straight to the point.
Ye Hanzhi looked down and saw several pictures.
One of the two pictures shows He Yuzhe supporting a woman in the hotel corridor. The other two pictures show He Yuzhe supporting the woman to open the door of the hotel room.
The photo of opening the door captured He Yuzhe's profile, but the woman's face was never captured.
But the familiar figure could tell at a glance that it was Su Qian.
Judging from He Yuzhe's clothes, this photo should have been taken after the banquet after the shooting in the desert.
That night, He Yuzhe and Su Qian slept in the same bed, causing a big commotion.