Seeing him walking over, Bai Jinglin's face suddenly turned red. She was at a loss and said in a small voice: "That Lu Zixun, I'm sorry, I, I may have fallen down suddenly and was a little confused. I didn't mean to slander Xiangzhu.
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Lu Zixun ignored her because it was a waste of his time to talk to her.
He neatly organized his books, and when he was about to leave, he said coldly: "Stay away from Xiangzhu in the future, otherwise, I will never be as easy to talk to as I am today."
Then, he turned around and left.
Bai Jinglin wanted to stop him, but when she saw everyone in the class looking at them, she felt a little embarrassed.
Lu Zixun walked directly to the end of the classroom, leaned against the back door, and said to a classmate there: "Let's change seats. I've already told the class teacher. I like peace and quiet."
His innate temperament made this classmate clearly feel a sense of oppression.
"Okay, okay, just wait for me while I pack my things."
A few minutes later, the table was cleared, and Lu Zixun slowly put down his schoolbag and sat down.
Because it was September, the back door of the classroom was open, and the front door of the classroom of Grade 2 Grade 1 was also open. If you listened carefully, you could even hear the voice of Lao Tian, the mathematics teacher of Grade 2 Grade 1.
"Han Xiangzhu, tell me if you did it on purpose. I've already explained this question once, but you still got it wrong. I didn't offend you. Why am I so good at math in other subjects?
I can’t learn it!” Lao Tian, a math teacher from Class 1, Grade 2, slapped the table angrily.
Lu Zixun's lips curled up. It seemed that his decision was right. If he didn't come again, Xiangzhu would probably make their math teacher so angry that he vomited blood.
The head teacher of Class 30 is a Chinese teacher and has already started giving lectures.
Bai Yizhi, who was sitting in front of Lu Zixun, took advantage of the Chinese language old Wei to write on the blackboard and turned around to ask him quietly: "Hey, Third Young Master, why don't you sit next to the school beauty? Are you afraid that your sister Xiangzhu will be angry?"
Lu Zixun rolled his eyes at her: "Bai Yizhi, do you want to know my second brother's expression after seeing that photo!"
Bai Yizhi gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Okay, Lu Zixun, I'm sorry for you!"
Yanzhong has four classes scheduled for the afternoon and ends at 5:20.
Because many students live far away from campus, more than half of Yanzhong students live on campus.
After school at 5:20, there is more than an hour of free time, and then dinner at 6:30. From 7:40 to 9:20 in the evening, there is evening self-study.
After school, Han Xiangzhu had just packed up his math papers and textbooks and was going to the study room to ask Lu Zixun for tutoring.
Lin Fan walked up to her and said, "Xiangzhu, take out your math paper and I'll tell you about that math problem. I guess Lao Wei will ask you some questions tomorrow."
A pure smile appeared on Lin Fan's face.
Seeing the sincere smile on his face, Han Xiangzhu was a little embarrassed and refused.
After all, her math score has improved by more than ten points now, and it has something to do with Yang Fan helping her with tutoring during the summer vacation.
"Then I'll trouble you." She smiled and was about to take out the test paper when her hand was suddenly held down by a pair of big, white and slender hands.
Lu Zixun had walked behind her at some point, and looked at Yang Fan with a smile on his face: "Thank you, classmate, but as long as I am here from now on, Xiangzhu won't need you to bother giving lectures to her."
