Zheng Yifan glanced sideways, and his face was basically outlined.
Those eyebrows and lip shape look a bit familiar!
Yang Yi? That little mole at the end of her eyebrow!
The mole is very shallow and cannot be seen from one meter away.
Zheng Yifan couldn't help but glance at Fang Di. She was carefully painting her eyes one stroke at a time. She drew two strokes, stopped, thought carefully, then picked up the pen and continued, drew two strokes, stopped again, and blinked.
eyes, and continue.
It’s really difficult to put the finishing touch.
Zheng Yifan clicked on Fang Di's desktop with a kind look on his face, "Do you need help?"
Huh? Fang Di looked back, was startled for a moment, smiled and shook his head, "No."
Her big brother, she wants to draw herself.
Zheng Yifan nodded.
Fortunately, he didn't agree. He just wanted to doodle.
Everyone else is doing whatever they want, so can he be a little more indulgent and catch up on his sleep?
Zheng Yifan glanced around boredly, and accidentally met Ding Kailing's gaze.
Ding Kailing: Who are you? You look familiar.
I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.
Zheng Yifan: Finally saw me.
I'm so handsome, you can't bear to ignore me!
Ding Kailing: Audition?
Judging from his behavior, he doesn't look like a transfer student.
Zheng Yifan: So boring.
Can I catch up on some sleep?
Ding Kailing: Zheng Yifan?
I remembered the little protagonist in last night's scandal.
Zheng Yifan: Well, what?
Two seconds of looking at each other.
Ding Kailing's smiling eyes glanced past Zheng Yifan and looked around the classroom, "Everyone, let's review our literary knowledge about Liu Yong."
"Liu Yong, a poet of Wanyue in the Song Dynasty." "The courtesy name is Qiqing, his original name is Sanbian, and the courtesy name is Jingzhuang." "Ranking seventh, he was known as Liu Qiguan to Tuntian Yuanwailang, also known as Liu Tuntian." "He was a dissolute man, and lived his whole life.
Down and out.”…
All living beings became active in an instant, and their voices were loud.
Zheng Yifan, "..."
What does this teacher mean? He ignored his existence again!
Zheng Yifan took out his left ear, glanced at the two docile girls in front of him who were endorsing, and then glanced sideways at Fang Di.
Number 2 is painting very quietly, very carefully, and with full concentration.
Good students, please study literature knowledge seriously.
Zheng Yifan leaned back slightly, put his hands in his pockets, nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and heard familiar introductions about Liu Yong in his ears.
"Very good." Ding Kailing glanced at Zheng Yifan out of the corner of her eye and continued to smile, "The poem we are going to learn in this lesson is one of Liu Yong's masterpieces. It is beautiful, intoxicating, and can be called a classic."
"Yes, yes." "It's very poignant." "It's very sad to read." A small discussion filled the classroom.
"In five minutes, please read the full text and answer four questions: 1. What is Yulinling? 2. The writing background of this poem; 3. What is described and what emotion is expressed by the author? 4. Find
A famous line that has been passed down through the ages. The timer starts."
The classroom was instantly filled with the sounds of reading in various sound quality.
Ding Kailing looked around at the students studying in various postures, and glanced at Zheng Yifan who was sitting upright.
Slept well!
Putting down the chalk, he clapped his hands vaguely, raised his slender hands slightly, gently picked up the small towel next to the lesson plan, pinched it twice, then gently put it back in place, lightly picked up his woolen coat, and walked off the podium.
Walk up to the girl at the front door.
Seeing the two girls looking up, Ding Kailing put her hands behind her back, smiled and nodded, and continued reading.
Under the cover of the large woolen coat, he quietly stretched his left foot towards the front door of the classroom, hooked his foot slightly, and then walked gracefully and slowly towards the middle of the classroom.
"The cold cicada is so sad, to Chang Ting Wan..." The girl in the front row looked back at Ding Kailing.
She walked gracefully and slowly, putting her hands into the mouth of her woolen coat. She occasionally glanced to the left, nodded, and to the right, paused slightly, and then moved forward slowly.
"What are you looking at?" my deskmate whispered.
"The heavy rain has just stopped, Kyoto..." The girl turned around and glanced at the front door, which was opened a crack, "Look."
Huh? Why did the door open?
The classmate glanced at the girl, then turned and glanced toward the back of the classroom. He happened to see Ding Kailing turn around and immediately turned back.
Did the Chinese teacher open it?
The two girls looked at each other, why?
The girl glanced back at Zheng Yifan carefully, then quickly turned her head back.
Huh? My deskmate turned slightly and looked at Zheng Yifan, who was sitting upright. He was so handsome! What a talent!
The girl smiled and whispered, "Look again."
Huh? My deskmate tilted his head slightly and glanced at Zheng Yifan again. He is so handsome! Fresh and handsome!
He's so handsome even when he's reading! I really envy Fang Di!
"Did you see it?" the girl asked.
"Yeah," my deskmate responded in a low voice, "I'm reading very seriously. He's so handsome."
Su Keke, "..."
He's so handsome! He even looks so handsome when he's sleeping!
Su Keke moved closer to his deskmate and said, "He is sleeping."
Deskmate,"……"
Aren't you reading a book?
My deskmate turned around and took another look. He was so handsome. How could there be such a good-looking boy?
He even looks so handsome while sleeping in class, he really stands out from the crowd.
It seems like I used the wrong word.
My deskmate smiled secretly and turned his head, "So handsome."
Su Keke glanced at her deskmate, could you change the word?
"Ha." My deskmate laughed, "You are so handsome, so handsome!"
Su Keke, "..."
He's even more crazy than her.
Her legs were so cold. Su Keke glanced at the front door, which had a widening gap. Was the window in the corridor not closed?
Huh? My knees are so cold. My deskmate glanced at the front door, then at Su Keke, turned his eyes back, and asked in a low voice, "You mean, the Chinese teacher opened the door on purpose?"
Su Keke glanced at his deskmate and said, "If you read it again, it will be like a thousand miles of mist."
You finally have an epiphany!
Hey, it's so cold! Su Keke bent over and touched his knees.
Poor Zheng Yifan!
The tablemate sat next to Su Keke.
"What are you doing? You're squeezing me." Su Keke whispered, "The willow bank, the dawn wind and the waning moon."
Does squeezing keep you warmer? It seems reasonable.
"Block Zheng Xiaoshuai from the wind." The deskmate stood next to Su Keke and shook his legs.
Su Keke, "..."
Makes sense.
Su Keke put her arm next to her deskmate's arm.
Fang Di smiled, stood up slightly, stretched out his hand and gently opened the window a very thin gap.
Zheng Yifan may not appreciate your enthusiasm.
Fang Di tilted his head, glanced at Zheng Yifan, then lowered his head and continued painting.
He is indeed handsome, Xiaoyu is blessed.
Ding Kailing, who was standing by the back wall of the classroom, smiled slightly with her lips raised.
Su Keke and Li Mengmeng, these two little nymphos!
Look at Fang Di, how calm he is!
Wasn't it Geng Xinyu who caused the scandal yesterday?
Ding Kailing suddenly remembered last night's gossip. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that she had one minute to finish reading and walked to the front left of the classroom.
"One minute left until reading ends."
Ding Kailing walked to Wang Xiaoxiao's side, stopped, and glanced at Geng Xinyu.
His eyebrows were raised slightly, but he didn’t write a poem?!
I am looking at the textbook very carefully!
Ding Kailing turned around, took two or three steps back, and stood next to Wang Xinyi. She looked around and passed by Zheng Yifan, who was still sitting upright.
Zheng Yifan had a good sleep this time!
One minute? It’s so hard!
Geng Xinyu raised her head and looked at the back wall. When she turned back, she caught a glimpse of the Chinese teacher looking toward the front door.
What happened to that man?
From class to now, I have been very honest! No trouble!
What is Teacher Ding looking at?
Geng Xinyu leaned against the wall and looked towards the front door of the classroom.
Huh? Zheng Yifan looked like a good student, sitting upright and looking at the textbook in front of him.
Really good at pretending!
Geng Xinyu curled her lips, withdrew her gaze, and leaned on her arm leaning against the wall to stare at the textbook in front of her.
It's so hard, it's really boring. Can she continue writing poems?
Forget it, if Teacher Ding really gossips about what happened last night, that person will definitely tell nonsense.
She has to keep an eye on him, and she can write a small poem in the next class.
Ding Kailing lowered her eyes slightly, and inadvertently glanced at Wang Xinyi with an innocent nympho-like smile, glanced at Zheng Yifan, and then turned to look at the book.
A smile flashed across Ding Kailing's eyes.
The students she teaches have really different perspectives!
I couldn't help but take a second look at Zheng Yifan: It's really good!
Five minutes have passed and I can still sleep so soundly!
It’s really too late to clean up!
Even though she is number one in the school, she must abide by her rules!
"Hiss" It's so cold!
Zheng Yifan shook his shoulders. Who could be so wicked as to pour a basin of cold water from upstairs?
I rubbed my eyes, huh? There is no water.
I glanced left and right, where is this?
Well, Fang Di is still painting.
Oh, he is dreaming!
Fortunately, he has never been in the habit of talking in his sleep!
"Hiss" It's so cold!
Zheng Yifan shook his shoulders and turned to look at He Shiling with a look of disgust:
Little Plague God, how much you love money!
The back door lock was broken yesterday and I won’t change it! The front door is broken and I don’t know!
You, the squad leader, are just like the wind!
It's a pity that the man still gave him a slap on the back of his head. Zheng Yifan turned his head angrily, it was so cold!
Zheng Yifan looked at the half-open front door, then at the two girls in front who were looking down at books, then stood up and walked towards the front door.
It's better to go alone, those two people don't have very good hearing.
I closed the door gently and turned around to go back. I accidentally saw the two little girls in the front row giving me surprised looks.
No need to thank him, he is just so handsome!
The corners of Zheng Yifan's mouth were slightly raised, and a warm smile appeared on his face. He walked slowly towards the seat, glanced at the two little girls in the front row, blushed and quietly lowered his head, then raised his eyes and glanced at him.
He is handsome but annoying, and things always get him into trouble.
Zheng Yifan sighed slightly in his heart. He had a good sleep this time, and he didn't know how he went with Xiaoyu's class.
Looking in the direction of Geng Xinyu, he didn't see Xiao Yu, but he met the smiling eyes of the beautiful teacher.
Huh? Zheng Yifan had a cold war inexplicably. It was so cold.
This cold and cool feeling is very much like the basin of cold water poured down in a dream...