The host is beautiful in every plane

Chapter 268
Ke Ningqi not only felt that there was something wrong with his self-introduction, but on the contrary——
Ning Qi also turned his head to look at He Mengshi, and asked -
"Teacher, I'm done introducing."

Song Yuanyuan's eyes widened: How do you behave like an old leader reporting work?

Song Yuanyuan looked at He Mengshi's face carefully.

Fortunately, He Mengshi didn't think much about it.

He Mengshi nodded, she looked around, and her eyes fell on Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan panicked: He Mengshi, don’t call me, don’t call me
But Song Yuanyuan’s prayer was useless—He Mengshi still called Song Yuanyuan——
"Ning Qi, sit next to Song Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan is the monitor of our class and the resident number one in the grade list. If you have anything you don't know, just ask Yuanyuan. The teacher also hopes that you can learn from each other."

Ning Qi did not miss the flash of despair on Song Yuanyuan's face.

A smile flashed across Ning Qi's eyes, but on the surface, he still looked indifferent and said -
"Okay, definitely."

Immediately afterwards, the young man carried his schoolbag and walked to the seat next to Song Yuanyuan and sat down.

Song Yuanyuan has always been alone at a single table, but at this moment, there is an extra person, and she is not used to it.

Song Yuanyuan realized that she should say hello.

She stretched out her hand cautiously, and then looked at Ning Qi: "Student Ning, morning?"

Even Song Yuanyuan himself didn't know why he added a questioning tone at the end.

"morning."

Unexpectedly, Ning Qi replied to her.

At the same time, Ning Qi put his eyes on Song Yuanyuan's outstretched hand.

Song Yuanyuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and she quickly withdrew her hand at lightning speed.

She put her hands behind her back and smiled dryly at Ning.

After Ning Qi saw her actions, he paused and then turned his head.

Song Yuanyuan was relieved, and immediately put his head down and worked hard.

after class.

Ning Qi was called by the teacher to get the science tutorial and exercise book.

And Lin Mianmian, the little cotton sitting in front of Song Yuanyuan, turned to chat with Song Yuanyuan.

Lin Mianmian is soft-tempered, easy to speak, and has good grades. He Mengshi also likes it very much.

At this moment, Lin Mianmian looked around and looked at Song Yuanyuan cautiously.

Lin Mianmian softly said to Song Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, do you know Ningqi?"

"I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

Seeing Lin Mianmian's rare and mysterious expression, Song Yuanyuan frowned slightly.

"Yuan Yuan, you don't know about that." Lin Mianmian said cautiously, "Ning Qi's school bully is a real school bully. He once beat people to the hospital and put them in the ICU! Fortunately, Ning Qi has a mine. , so there is no trouble."

Song Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, and she glanced at the empty seat beside her.

And Lin Mianmian in front of her has already become nympho, holding her face in her hands and dreaming——
"However, Brother Ning is really handsome. Leaving aside the bastard things he did in his second year of high school, before the second year of high school, he was a figure who called the wind and rain in the school. Almost every time Brother Ning appeared, girls would secretly agree with him."

At this moment, Little Cotton did not notice at all that Ning Qi had come in through the back door holding a stack of thick books.

At this moment, Little Cotton is still warning Song Yuanyuan seriously: "Yuanyuan, you can't be fooled by his appearance! You are such a powerful girl, you must be a self-reliant woman."

Little Cotton looked serious: "I once saw a video on a certain sound. There are 50 billion men in this world. Which one is better than Brother Ning? Yuanyuan, don't be fooled, hang yourself here On a tree!"

As soon as Little Mianmian finished speaking, she saw Ning Qi sitting on the seat next to Song Yuanyuan holding a stack of books.

Little Mianmian turned pale with fright.

But Ning Qi didn't even look at Xiaomian.

Little Mianhua didn't dare to turn back, for fear of attracting Xiaoba Ning's attention, she could only continue chatting with Song Yuanyuan tremblingly.

Song Yuanyuan wanted to laugh, but he patiently chatted with Little Mianmian.

A few minutes later, the preparatory bell rang.

Little Cotton turned around as if relieved.

In the third year of high school, classes begin on the first day of school.

Every minute and every second of the third year of high school is a race against time.

This section is a Chinese class.

The teacher has come.

Song Yuanyuan glanced to her side - Ning Qi was looking at the empty blackboard without writing a word.

Song Yuanyuan involuntarily poked his arm with his index finger, and then said--
"Student Ning, do you have no books?"

Ning Qi glanced at Song Yuanyuan, and then said lightly: "Well, I don't have any books, so I threw them away a long time ago."

threw
After Song Yuanyuan went through these two words in his mind, he was considered as digested.

Brother Ning Qi, you really carry out your school bully spirit to the end.

You used to be a liberal arts student. How did you rank first in liberal arts?
Song Yuanyuan secretly sighed in his heart, then picked up the spine of his language book, and pushed the language book between the desks of Song Yuanyuan and Ning Qi.

Ning Qi was a little surprised.

He looked at Song Yuanyuan's language documents.

The teacher standing on the podium is leading the students to review ancient poems.

However, Ning Qi focused on the beautiful small characters next to the ancient poems that belonged exclusively to Song Yuanyuan.

The words are good.

After Ning Qi came back to his senses, he found that there was silence in the classroom.

Only then did Ning Qi realize that the students around him were taking notes seriously.

He turned his head to the side, only to notice that Song Yuanyuan who was next to him was concentrating on taking notes in a notebook.

When Ning Qi looked up, he just met the teacher's eyes.

There are 37 students in Class 36 of the third year of senior high school. Except for Ning Qi, the [-] students are all immersed in taking notes seriously.

Ning was tall and sat in the second row, just sitting there in a daze, which made him stand out among the crowd.

The teacher has long disliked him.

Not to mention, at this moment, Ning Qi and the teacher looked at each other.

At this moment, the teacher is like a powder keg that has been ignited, walking straight towards Ning Qi.

She walked to Ning Qi's side, then flipped through the books piled up in the upper left corner of Ning Qi's desk, and saw the elegant word "Ning Qi".

This also shows how crazy the owner of this book is.

"Ning Qi, right???"

The teacher spoke.

Ning Qi looked up at the teacher, his sitting posture was still sloppy.

Song Yuanyuan, who had already taken notes, looked at the scene of the teacher-student confrontation, and couldn't help but silently lit a lamp for Ning in his heart.

"Yes."

The Chinese teacher has been teaching the third year of high school all year round, so she doesn't know that Ning Qi is actually a proper Chinese university bully.

"Student Ning Qi, please look up and see what your deskmate and the students around you are doing! You are the only one sitting here in the whole class."

Song Yuanyuan kept praying for Ning Qi in his heart: I hope the teacher will not ask him about Chinese documents.

But, the next second--
"Where's your language book???"

(End of this chapter)