"You, you!" Xiao Zichen used the same trick for centuries, pointing at Zhiwei with trembling little fingers, and was so angry that he couldn't find the words. "I want to tell my father! You can talk!"
He was still anticipating how Zhiwei would respond to him, but she ignored him. He slowly raised the book and continued to hold a clean brush that never stained with ink. He placed the soft pillow on the table and leaned her little face against it.
Ah! Dying!
This 'You Zhiwei' is really so ignorant! She actually ignored him! She actually ignored him!
hateful!
The little bully pouted and began to flip through the textbook.
Damn it! How do you write that weird character! He can’t know such a difficult word! Damn it! How can she laugh at him when he writes it!
The old master came to class as usual, and he was obviously in a good mood today. You know, it is very rare for the little bully to apologize! It is said that neither Mr. Xiao nor his wife had such plans, it was his own request!
It seems like it’s right to scare him once in a while!
Although the little bully still ignored him this time, he was flipping through the book! He was flipping through the book! How rare! It has not been seen in a hundred years!
Great! He has influenced him, he has really influenced him.
With tears in the corners of his eyes, the Master turned his attention to Zhiwei, who was obviously sleeping. Sure enough, this girl could really suppress this overlord. It was indeed right to let her come to the private school...
Xiao Zichen pouted and tried to flip through the book.
Where are the strange characters? Are they in the book? Why doesn’t he recognize so many of the characters? With so many unknown characters, which one is the ‘strange’ character that he doesn’t recognize?
The little bully was originally flipping through the book with great momentum, but eventually his momentum weakened and his eyelids became heavier and heavier...
It's over...one word has become two words...
The little bully blinked, looked at the sleeping girl in front of him, tilted his face, and followed him.
Old Master's class was a lullaby to most of the children present, but except for Zhiwei and Xiao Zichen, no one had the courage to fall asleep directly. Xiao Zichen fell asleep by "reading a book". Although it didn't last long, for him
Looking at the unknown words and listening to the master's slow and hypnotic voice, I slept soundly.
So fragrant...
He is snoring!
He was snoring! He was actually snoring! Normally, Xiao Zichen would never believe such a thing! He! Who is it! The young master of the Xiao family! How could he do such a vulgar thing!
He had never snored! Never! Except this time...
Although the snoring was very small, all the children present heard it. They became quieter and quieter. Later, even the master stopped. The place was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pin dropping.
The servant of the Xiao family couldn't hold it back for a long time, biting his sleeve and laughing fitfully. I don't know who was the first, but everyone started laughing at once.