Chapter 228: The Best Youth (15)

After one morning of fermentation, in the current classroom, she will not make the mistake of not recognizing her as Su Xia.

The most surprising thing was that they didn't recognize her.

Instead, Su Xia ... looks so beautiful!

A small white face with big palms, the eyes of Peach Blossom Eyes are clear, the appearance is quiet, and the lips are a little pale, but it does not affect her beauty.

As she entered the class, the sound of inhaling inward sounded from the classroom.

Although I don't know who made the sound, Su Xia's sudden soft face did come with a shocking effect.

Amazing, and it is impossible to associate her in front of the suffocated girl who made Teacher Li's face pale and white yesterday.

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No matter how others see her.

Xia Ling sat in the position and took out the written language.

In the morning, I still read Chinese early. After everyone entered the class, they didn't sit for long before Teacher Li came in from the outside.

She changed to a black and white suit dress, and the whole person did not look so fat.

Arrange the content for early reading. Teacher Li's attention is inevitable and falls on the girls in the bottom row.

That clean and soft face looked very strange.

In the sound of reading, Teacher Li approached Xia Ling.

Instead of asking Xia Ling directly, she looked at her and asked a boy next to her.

"Zhang Ye, didn't Su Xia come this morning?"

"Su Xia ..." The boy put down the book, looked at Xia Ling, and whispered to Teacher Li: "Teacher, that is Su Xia."

Is that Suxia?

Teacher Li opened her eyes and looked at the girl again.

A pure white casual sportswear, the short-haired girl's facial features are exquisitely jealous, her skin is also white porcelain, and there are no flaws.

...

Could this be the gloomy and unlovable Su Xia?

Listen to Teacher Li's voice and feel his gaze.

Looking up, Xia Ling looked at her.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

The light under her eyes was dazzling, and there was some dim light, like a smile, with some sense of danger.

Teacher Li stood up straight, calm, a little awkward.

"It's all right, endorsement!"

Lifting the shelf, she left from the last row and walked around the first few rows of the classroom.

From beginning to end, nothing was said about the copying of Xia Ling's text.

Asking is also asking in vain.

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And here, as soon as Teacher Li left, in front of Xia Ling, Tang Mohan lay on the table as if he had activated some switches.

The table seemed to have a gravitational pull on him.

However, in Tang Mohan's table pocket, Xia Ling glanced just now and saw a messy set of numbers.

Goldbach Conjecture?

This guy, looking at sleeping on his stomach, is actually thinking about this conjecture again?

Xia Ling supported his face, facing Tang Mohan's back for a moment, and then he paused.

The Chinese class ... It's boring. She just flipped through these texts and can already memorize them.

What other points and knowledge points, with her strength, does it make no difference whether she listens to the lesson or maybe she can go to the podium with the textbook and help the Chinese teacher take a lesson?

Studying for an hour as early as possible is really drowsy.

Too sleepy, Xia Ling simply fell down and fell asleep directly in the classroom.

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I don't know how long I slept, only I knew that her arm was poked strongly by the person on the left.

"Su Xia, wake up soon! Head teacher, here!"

head teacher....

She has graduated for many years. What does the class teacher do for her?

(End of this chapter)