Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

If she's not mistaken, this little plane is the little note from before...

Why is this man like this.

Song Le was embarrassed, angry and funny at the same time, hesitated for a while, and finally reached out slowly and brought the small plane over.

Gently opened it, Song Le felt a little nervous after seeing a line of black pen writing inside.

Paused for a moment, then flattened out each word and read it word by word:

Are you afraid of me?Don't hate me, I really like you, I'm happy when I see you!

Song Le: "..."

She frowned, and secretly glanced at the past——

Jiang Lin had a calm expression on his face, holding a pen in his hand, taking brief notes from time to time.

If he didn't admit it himself, how could he look like the person who wrote this note?

Song Le felt that he must be insane. Can people be so inconsistent?

She was still frowning and thinking, confused, when she suddenly noticed that the pages of the Chinese document in Jiang Lin's hand seemed strange.

It seems... Teacher Lin is not talking about this lesson, is it?

He bowed his head again and compared it with the page he turned to, yes, it was wrong.

Mr. Lin is teaching Lesson 23, why is he taking notes on Lesson 21...

So what the hell is he taking notes on?Song Le was stunned for a moment.

After recovering from his senses, he was angry and funny again.

This person...wouldn't be a perverted mentally handicapped person, pretending to be so cold and cold would be fake... right!

Jiang Lin's face was calm and calm, and he randomly drew villains on the Chinese documents to relieve the tension and excitement of waiting for a reply.

As a result, what I saw out of the corner of the eye was the gaze cast by the little mute several times, and each time the eyes seemed to be different, either puzzled, confused, funny, or grinding their teeth.

It can be said to be rich and varied.

This made Jiang Lin, who was not calm at all, even more so, wishing he could go over and see what the little mute was writing.

Finally, after several minutes, the note was returned.

It was ravaged into a ball, like a torn paper ball.

Jiang Lin's heart was broken for a second, and then he immediately glued himself together, looking excitedly.

——Student Jiang Lin, your notes are in the wrong place. The teacher is teaching lesson 23 in this lesson.

"..." Jiang Lin was stunned, it seemed different from what he had imagined.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and while a certain pervert felt a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but read that line of handwriting ten... several times.

The result of watching too much was being watched by Teacher Lin, and the strange black shadow floated from Lin Rui to Jiang Lin calmly, coughed, and reminded from the side: "Some students whose grades are lower than the class average , especially in class, you must listen carefully, and you must never do B in class A."

Yes, Jiang Lin, who was ten points lower than the average score of the class even though he scored more than [-] points in the last test, seemed to be a poor student in Chinese in the class.

Surprised by the teacher's voice, Jiang Lin held the note in the palm of his hand expressionlessly, picked up the pen without changing his face, and turned from lesson 21 to lesson 23 in front of the teacher.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Song Le originally thought that this would calm things down a bit, but what he didn't expect was that after Teacher Lin left, a new small paper airplane came.

She really: "..."

After thinking about it, he finally frowned and brought the little paper airplane over, bit his lower lip, and unfolded it.

In a line of beautiful cursive fonts, I wrote brazenly: I was thinking about you just now, and I still am still thinking about you. ah?