The students around were whispering.

Ning Yan was at a loss for a moment, but she still got up from her seat and ran to the door.

The girl seemed to be trying to avoid suspicion, she ran over fast, and she didn't forget to close the classroom door when she came out.

Panting slightly at this moment, she raised her eyes and raised her neck and asked him, "What's the matter? What can you do for me?"

Zhou Tingsi lowered his gaze and nodded lightly, "Old Lin calls you to his office."

Lao Lin is the grade director of the third year of high school. Because Class Nine is full of ghosts and monsters, no one is willing to pick up this hot potato.

The burden of the head teacher of class 9 naturally fell on Lao Lin's shoulders, and at the same time he also took the math of class 5.

"Huh? Now?"

Ning Yan turned her head and glanced at the classroom through the window. Most of the people were sitting in their seats and looking in their direction.

Zhou Tingsi followed her gaze and looked up. Everyone who was just waiting to eat melons lowered their heads, as if there were some beasts standing outside the window.

"He didn't say anything, he seemed to be in a hurry." Zhou Tingsi closed his eyes.

Ning Yan nodded, "Then I'll go there now."

Zhou Tingsi hummed, "Okay."

As the grade director, Lao Lin has a personal office. Looking at Zhou Tingsi like this, Ning Yan seems to want to go with her.

"Are you going too?"

As soon as Ning Yan asked out, she regretted it. She didn't care if he went or not when she had nothing to do.

Zhou Tingsi laughed, his deep voice came out of his throat, it sounded a bit sullen.

"Come on, I'll be with you."

Ning Yan looked away, turned around silently, and took longer steps.

Zhou Tingsi bent his lips when he saw that she was eager to get rid of his back, and with one long leg, he chased after her in two steps.

The two walked through the corridor outside the classroom one after the other, until they disappeared from everyone's sight, and the silent atmosphere in Class Five was revived again.

"What's the situation? Why did Zhou Tingsi call Ning Yan away?"

"I'll go, they actually know each other?"

"An Yi, An Yi, don't you usually have the best relationship with Ning Yan? What's the relationship between them? I haven't seen Zhou Tingsi take the initiative to find someone else."

An Yi, who was silently eating sugar, was suddenly ordered. Facing the crowd waiting to eat melons, he slowly smiled meaningfully.

"Want to know?"

Everyone nodded, "Think!"

An Yi stretched out his index finger and shook it, "Don't say it."

Laughing to death, before the two "emotional foundation is stable", she just didn't know.

A group of students were soft-spoken, but An Yi's mouth was so tight, let alone a melon, he didn't even see the shell of the melon seeds.

Everyone pouted and returned to their seats to review.

The offices were unified on the first floor, and Ning Yan stood outside the door and knocked, and before he had even entered the room twice, he heard "Come in".

Ning Yan pushed open the door and looked into the room: "Mr. Lin, what do you want from me?"

Lao Lin is a male teacher in his 40s. He wears a pair of small round glasses, and his hair has almost fallen out.

Seeing Ning Yan approaching, Lao Lin put down the red pen in his hand, squinted his eyes and waved to her.

"Ning Yan is here, come quickly, I have something to ask you."

Ning Yan approached, Zhou Tingsi followed behind her, met Lao Lin's suspicious gaze, and nodded slightly to him.

Lao Lin inexplicably felt that the other party was a bit like a leader inspecting, and felt uncomfortable for a moment, then thought of business, so let's put it aside for now.

"It's like this. Beijing University has a mathematics competition in mid-October in the province. Each school has two places. If you can win the prize, you can get the qualification for admission. Our school is the best in mathematics. We discussed the places with several teachers. Here, one for you, and one for Xu Wei from Class Seven."

Lao Lin took out an application form from the drawer and handed it over. Ning Yan took it with both hands and smiled gratefully at him.

"Thank you teacher, I will try my best."

"Don't put too much pressure on it. The topic of the competition is directly from Beijing University. It is more difficult. Just do your best." Lao Lin said earnestly.

City G belongs to Qingjiang Province. This competition organized by Beijing University is to recruit talents for the school. In this way, the participants in the competition must be the top students from each school.

There are at least a few hundred high schools in Qingjiang Province, but even if he has confidence in Ning Yan, he dare not speak too much.

Ning Yan nodded, feeling that the teacher was in a good mood, so she immediately asked him for a pen and sat down to fill out the form.

The more Lao Lin looked at Ning Yan, the more he felt pleasing to the eye, and he looked relieved.

In my impression, Ning Yan is a child who is both good in character and academics, usually quiet and down-to-earth.

All the teachers unanimously approved her for this quota.

Seeing Ning Yan filling out the form seriously, Lao Lin then turned his attention to Zhou Tingsi who had been standing aside from the beginning.

Just looking at it gave him a headache.

"You came to see me?" Lao Lin asked tentatively.

Zhou Tingsi showed doubts, "Didn't you ask Chen Yuan to come over and call me over?"

"what?"

Lao Lin was a little confused, he did look for Chen Yuan.

He heard that he cheated in the English test today, so he was specially caught in the office to listen to the training, but at the end, he clearly asked Chen Yuan to stop by and call Ning Yan, when did he call Zhou Tingsi to come over?

Moreover, why did Ning Yan and Zhou Tingsi come here together?

Before Lao Lin figured out what was going on, he heard Zhou Tingsi say again: "Chen Yuan said that he asked me to come here for the English examination room this morning. I admit that I did kick him on purpose."

Ning Yan was halfway through filling out the form. Seeing him mentioning this matter again, she couldn't help but put up her ears to eavesdrop.

"He told me that you asked me to write the review."

Zhou Tingsi was serious, and when he said this, he was not embarrassed by other emotions at all, as if that was the truth.

Lao Lin looked confused and glanced up and down at him, thinking that the sun was going to rise from the west today.

"Then you're here to write a review?"

Zhou Tingsi nodded, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, pulled the stool aside and sat down, facing Ning Yan.

He raised his head and asked, "Is a thousand words enough?"

"Enough, enough."

Lao Lin felt strange for a while, and saw Zhou Tingsi leaning over the table, and began to write the review stroke by stroke, his eyes widened in shock.

Weird, really weird.

Lao Lin shook his head, Zhou Tingsi's voluntary admission of his mistakes caused quite a stir in his heart.

Regardless of whether Chen Yuan called him over or not, being willing to write a self-criticism would already be enough to shock all the teachers' jaws.

There is still a thick stack of math test papers spread out on the table, which are the papers for today's school exams. The teachers of each subject are responsible for correcting the classes they lead. Lao Lin now picks up the red pen again and bows his head to correct the test papers.

The only sound left in the office was the rustle of pen rubbing against paper.

Ning Yan filled out the form quickly, and handed it in less than 10 minutes. After Lao Lin checked and confirmed that it was correct, he solemnly put the application form back into the drawer.

"Ning Yan, do the teacher a favor. Please help me to correct these few papers and fill in the blanks according to this paper. I will go out to inspect later, and the time will be too late."

Lao Lin raised his hand and looked at his watch. There was still an hour before the end of evening self-study.

Ning Yan naturally agreed.

This kind of situation has also happened before. The teacher of other subjects could not finish correcting the papers by himself, and would call two students in the class to help him correct the papers according to the answers.

"Just change the first few big questions, and leave the rest to me."

Lao Lin took a stack of papers and handed them over, circled a few big questions on the template paper with a pen, and Ning Yan took it for a look.

Good guy, the test paper used as a template is none other than her math test paper.

The bright 148 points above are particularly conspicuous.

Lao Lin seemed to realize it too, and pointed out the only missing question to fill in the blanks, and was very puzzled.

"This question is not difficult. You have solved the last big question. Why is this question wrong? I have read the answer to your question for a long time, but I can't figure out how you calculated it."

Ning Yan smiled embarrassingly, "The numbers were wrong when I calculated."

Laughing to death, it is absolutely impossible for her to tell him that this is a random answer for the purpose of controlling points.

"Be careful."

After hearing this, Lao Lin struggled again, and took another look at Zhou Tingsi. Seeing that he was still seriously writing his self-criticism, he grabbed the vacuum flask by the table and left the office.

For a while, only Ning Yan and Zhou Tingsi were left in the office.

The latter lowered his eyes on the table, the sharpness between his brows and eyes was much softer at the moment, his slender eyelashes swept lightly, and his bones were very superior.

He didn't look up from the beginning to the end, and he looked as if he really felt guilty about what he did this morning.

Ning Yan sneakily admired the other party's face for a while, and was about to lower her head to correct the paper when she was caught straight.

Zhou Tingsi looked up at her, and the movement of the pen also stopped, and his arms rested on the chair as if he had no bones.

There was a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "Is there something on my face? Why do you keep looking at me?"

Ning Yan's eyelids trembled, her cheeks were stained a little red, and her voice also stuttered and denied:

"No, no, who's watching you."

Zhou Tingsi seemed to be teased by her, he snorted a chuckle from the tip of his nose, and looked at her with a slight flicker of black eyes:

"If you want to see it, just watch it directly. Don't be embarrassed, I'll show you."

Ning Yan pursed her lips and muttered to him with a blushing face, "Then you're the one to blame."

Zhou Tingsi heard it, and was about to react when he saw the girl suddenly look up at him, the beautiful cat pupils glistening with water.

"Zhou Tingsi, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Zhou Tingsi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ning Yan twisted her fingers: "Thank you for helping me with this morning."

Zhou Tingsi did not deny it, but the other party's sudden thank you seemed to have touched some switch, which made him suddenly feel a little bit teasing.

He looked sideways at Ning Yan's increasingly red cheeks, and inadvertently drew the corner of his lower lip.

"Well, what else?"

Ning Yan whispered "ah", and frowned at Zhou Tingsi's black eyes, thinking.

After a few minutes, she asked uncertainly, "Then, thank you for pushing me out of the box that night?"

Zhou Tingsi pressed his tongue against his canine teeth, and his throat started to itch again.

So good.

How could a kitten behave like this.

So good that I want to be bullied...

Zhou Tingsi suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when he touched the cigarette case, he restrained himself abruptly, chuckled lightly:

"It turns out that classmate Ning still remembered that we met during the summer vacation. I thought you forgot."

Even though he has added WeChat, how can he still meet strangers like seeing strangers? Is he so disgusting?

"Well, not really."

Ning Yan's expression was a little awkward, watching his eyelashes tremble, and complaining in a low voice:

"Who told you to pinch my arm that night? It's fine to pinch it, and you specifically pinched it on my wound..."

Zhou Tingsi heard her rebuttal expression changed, adjusted his sitting posture, and stretched out his hand to look at her arm.

Ning Yan sensed his intention to avoid him, but someone grabbed his wrist first, and she was so frightened that she was about to speak:

"week……"

"Let me see."

Zhou Tingsi held the girl's snow-white wrist, looked up, and saw that the original wound was clean, leaving only a small light pink scar, which couldn't be seen clearly unless he looked carefully.

The slender knuckles brushed over the scar, and rubbed it gently with the pulp of his fingers, as if apologizing for his rudeness that night.

Ning Yan only felt that the place he touched was itchy, and couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand.

"It's all ready." Ning Yan blushed and pulled her arm back.

"Feel sorry."

"What?" Ning Yan thought she was hallucinating.

Zhou Tingsi sat up straight, looked at her, and explained seriously, "It was an emergency that day, and I couldn't hold back."

Ning Yan didn't understand the second half of his words, "I can't hold back... what?"

"It's nothing."

Zhou Tingsi bent his lips and avoided answering her question.

What did you not hold back?

Attracted at the first sight, I couldn't help but want to get closer, touch, and kiss her neck, break open her tender skin with my fangs, and taste the beauty of blood on the tip of my tongue.

Tens of thousands of impulses made his only rationality scream, and he had to cover up the scarlet, but he lost control because of the brief contact.

She could easily provoke these physical reactions in him.

Until now, Zhou Tingsi clearly realized that he was not just a physical reaction to her.

Ning Yan noticed the change in the other party's eyes, and was a little surprised in her heart, and soon she took the initiative to provoke the topic again.

"Then, what happened that night will be cancelled."

Zhou Tingsi didn't take his eyes off her, "Of course."

Ning Yan felt relieved.

According to Zhou Tingsi's vigilance, it is impossible not to guess that she called the police that night.

But he never mentioned it, either he pretended not to know, or he just didn't want to pursue it.

No matter how you look at it, he really seems to have no malice towards himself.

Ning Yan was a little shaken by the original guess, but before she could think about it, the person in front of her reminded her again.

"Did Student Ning forget something?"

Zhou Tingsi's sitting posture returned to his usual laziness. Seeing the girl's puzzled expression, he raised his finger and touched his belly.

"On the bus, remember?"

Ning Yan's face turned red.

She never expected that the moment of social death, which she had finally forgotten, would be mentioned again at this moment. She really didn't want to admit it, but she had to nod stiffly.

"I remember...I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his head was almost lowered under the table.

Zhou Tingsi was delighted by her reaction, he only held the fountain pen and shook it back and forth, staring at her blood-red earlobe.

The voice was leisurely: "I walked all the way wearing clothes that were dirty in that position, how is Student Ning going to compensate me?"

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