"The cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the showers are beginning to stop..."
Wang Xinyi's singing sounded in the classroom.
Everyone, "..."
Did you really sing? Wang Xinyi is amazing!
"Can this word really be composed into a song?" "I don't know." "This is my first time."
Some people were talking lowly, looked at each other, and silently picked up the books.
Xu Renming was stunned for a moment, blinked, and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Just now, it seemed like someone threw something at my brother's property.
The Chinese teacher went too far and started the class without even asking.
Well, she is "Qiong Yao", the eldest, but she is also a Chinese teacher!
Xu Renming glanced at Ding Kailing on the podium, who was listening intently to the song, and then looked sideways at the brother in front of him.
Can't see anything except the back of his head.
My brother is so handsome, even the back of his head is more handsome than others!
Huh? Xu Renming quickly lowered his head. Is the Chinese teacher looking at him?
He is reading a book very seriously, oh, no, listening to music.
Tang Ji was stunned for a moment and looked at Ling Chuyang who was leaning against the wall.
What? Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, the Chinese teacher was looking at us.
"Just now, the Chinese teacher took the chalk and was about to throw it at Zheng Yifan. Did you see it?"
Tang Ji lay down on the table and said in a very low voice.
It was unbelievable. He had always thought that domineering actions like throwing chalk could only belong to bright (violent) and bright (powerful) girls like Geng Xinyu.
Chinese teacher, you are such an elegant, ladylike, and noble peony, how can you throw away the chalk?
Are you being blinded?
Huh? Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, Chinese teacher?
Wasn't it Zheng Yifan that Geng Xinyu threw at the chalk tip just now?
He kept staring at the front left of the classroom.
What are you doing? Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, shook his head, rolled his eyes at Ling Chuyang, and asked Xiao Yangyang why he might as well think for himself.
Holding the textbook in both hands, he moved to the left side of the desk, turned to look at Du Xiaofeng, "pp."
Huh? Du Xiaofeng tilted his head, took the book, and leaned to the right.
"Teacher Ding just got angry and wanted to throw the chalk?"
Tang Ji asked in a low voice, burying his head under the book.
"Is there any?" Du Xiaofeng glanced at Ding Kailing on the podium.
Getting angry? It’s funny! It’s been a year and I haven’t seen Teacher Ding get angry, let alone throw chalk.
Throwing chalk ends is Geng Xinyu’s patent!
Their teacher in Class 5 is not that violent. Not to mention the elegant Teacher Ding.
In fact, he didn't know that he was just sitting upright, frowning and lowering his head!
This posture is so tiring, I might as well lie down!
"Oh." Tang Ji nodded thoughtfully.
Of course, he did, but he kept staring at Teacher Ding.
He just wanted to know whether Zheng Yifan was more powerful or Teacher Ding had the upper hand.
As a result, the style of the painting suddenly changed, and I suddenly ate a bunch of dog food about Erhao and Fang Yu!
Zheng Yifan reached out to hug Fang Di and confidently said that he was going to the window.
How thick-skinned is this!
Fortunately, I pulled back from the brink and strangled the little sprout in the cradle. Otherwise, I would have been so sad.
Tang Ji raised his head and looked at Geng Xinyu, hey, is she looking at the scenery?
Well, his classical Chinese is not good!
He should listen to the music seriously.
"pp." Tang Ji called out to Du Xiaofeng softly again.
Huh? Du Xiaofeng glanced at Tang Ji, then leaned to the right, "You can still finish the question in one go, so the goal is too obvious."
"Oh, sure." Tang Ji nodded, "Wang Xinyi, you are very good at singing. Did you have an entertainment committee member before?"
"I just found out that Wang Xinyi is a good singer." Du Xiaofeng glanced at the podium, then looked at Wang Xinyi, who was full of emotion and contentment, and said with a smile, "We have done it before. Don't you?"
Why do you need to ask such an idiotic and retarded question? Even fools know it.
Tang Ji, "..."
Of course we have it. Entertainment and hygiene are essential for every shift.
Du Xiaofeng was a little unusual today, a little slow.
"How did you know that?" Tang Ji paused, "Was the entertainment industry better than Wang Xinyi's in the past?"
"Wang Xinyi didn't sing before," Du Xiaofeng glanced thoughtfully to the left.
After returning from this winter vacation, those people seemed to have changed. They were not the same as before, but they seemed to be the same as before.
"The former entertainment committee member was a boy, and his singing was average." Du Xiaofeng laughed. "He was thick-skinned and dared to sing. Although he was often out of tune, he still felt like I was the best in the world."
Tang Ji laughed quietly and turned to look at Ling Chuyang.
Look at p. Ling Chuyang rolled his eyes at Tang Ji, this is about you, Tang Ji!
He is very thin-skinned! The point is, he never sings!
In music class, he always only lip-synced!
"What you said is a bit distorted. Shaoyuan's singing statement is very good." Zheng Yipeng interjected, "Be careful, Shaoyuan knows about it and will come back to settle the score with you."
Du Xiaofeng smiled and said, "As long as you don't tell me and I don't tell you, he will naturally not know."
Tang Ji, "..."
What? If you don’t say it, he won’t say it.
Do you think Tang Ji is a screen?
Du Xiaofeng, can you still happily gossip?
Tang Ji curled his lips and glanced at Du Xiaofeng.
Du Xiaofeng smiled and looked at Tang Ji, "What are you looking at? We are gossiping now."
Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng and was speechless for a moment, gossip?
Are you gossiping?
To be honest, you are gossiping with him!
Just ignore him as a second-hand guy.
Tang Ji took the book, sat on his right side, straightened his back slightly, and listened to the song seriously.
From this moment on, he will break up with Du Xiaofeng!
Is it going to rain?
Geng Xinyu turned away, glanced at He Shiling who was looking out the window in front, and then turned to look out the window.
What a waste of time!
Just one inadvertent moment when he took out his poetry collection and glanced at it, gave him an opportunity to take advantage of it.
The positioning is not clear at all, she has an older brother.
It's not good to work around the clock.
Huh? Geng Xinyu turned around.
While Wang Xinyi was singing, I saw Wang Xiaoxiao winking at Zheng Yifan.
Never mind him! He needs to be dealt with.
Geng Xinyu rolled her eyes to the right and turned to look out the window.
What's the matter with Fang Di? It's obviously Zheng Yifan who is causing trouble.
Also, Xiao Lingling is a bit abnormal!
From last night’s self-study to now, I have been helping Zheng Yifan!
It can't be..., it shouldn't be, right?
Geng Xinyu stared at He Shiling's profile and was stunned.
I accidentally saw Teacher Ding on the podium staring at Zheng Yifan.
Huh? Geng Xinyu turned his head and looked to the right.
I went there, but why didn't I notice just now that everyone's face was full of spring and they glanced to the right from time to time.
He glanced sideways at Wang Xiaoxiao, and happened to see Xiaoxiao glance to the right, then lower his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Looks like a nymphomaniac!
Geng Xinyu curled her lips, she just criticized Fang Di!
In the blink of an eye, he became another Fang Di!
Alas! She doesn’t understand the psychology of little girls.
Geng Xinyu raised her hands to straighten her hair and turned to look out the window.
Is that person so lovable?
Why did the more she looked at him, the more she felt that that man deserved a beating!
It's going to rain.
Looking out the window, the ivy on the south wall of the campus seems to be about to fall with the wind, and the sky is extremely gloomy.
Is it raining?
He Shiling moved closer to the window, and looked through the window glass at the glass window of the balcony one meter away. There was a wind blowing, and it swayed a few times, and it seemed like water splashed on the window glass.
He Shiling stared at the window glass quietly, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, as if she was waiting for the rain to come.
The rain in early spring is very cold, and you will get sick if you get caught in it.
I have no reason to think of that sentence.
He Shiling was startled for a moment, then chuckled. The misty sky like smoke seemed to connect the past and the future.
When the rain falls, I wonder if it will fall in another place at the same time.
I don’t know where I can buy the hardcover version of Song Ci.
He Shiling turned around and glanced at Zheng Yifan at the door. He would leave in a week.
Don't know if it's true or false.
I don’t know if he really has the same Song lyrics, and I don’t know what his relationship is with that person.
Are you really leaving Yunling at the end of the month, or do you have other plans? There should be news about B University's trial recruitment list this week.
He Shiling withdrew her gaze and fell on the book page in front of her: Facing the Changting Pavilion at night, the shower was beginning to stop.
When I glanced out the window, the sky was getting brighter. What a coincidence, it was raining again.
He Shiling smiled, took out the notebook from the drawer, and started writing stroke by stroke.
Outside the window, it was misty and misty, and the raindrops had covered the entire world and floated to the glass outside the balcony...