Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Bai Chuwei today is regarded as a substitute professor again after a hundred years, so she is not as casual as she usually wears.

Today, she still wears a white linen dress, but there are many dark patterns. Even the sewn silk threads are woven with streamer silver silk. It suddenly seems like a nine-day mysterious girl has come to the world.

It's amazing to see.

Su Qiuqiu felt that Bai Chuwei today was even better than the one in the teahouse that day. She rushed towards Bai Chuwei excitedly, took out a small box and handed it to her: "This is my hair!"

Bai Chuwei: "..."

Hair...

Everyone is silly, what? They have thought about the war, and they have also thought about ignoring each other, but they never thought that there will be fans!

When Tong Qingyan saw this scene, the smile on her face could no longer hold, and gradually disappeared...

WTF? !

Dare she just said it for nothing? Even if you didn't tear up with Bai Chuwei, why did you become a fan of her?

Tong Qingyan remembered that Xu Xingchen had said that she and Su Qiuqiu would be good friends, and her shoulders trembled with anger.

Just like Su Qiuqiu, how can she become friends with her? !

Bai Chuwei looked at the white-haired and black-clothed girl in front of him, and sighed: "My kid, it's going to go to class now, please go back to your seat."

Su Qiuqiu glared: "Head hair..."

Bai Chuwei expressionlessly: "I'm not interested, take it away."

If this is replaced by someone else, Su Qiuqiu will slap and slap it.

She had a tolerance for good-looking fairies. It didn't matter that she was very happy now, and returned to her seat contentedly holding the small box with her hair.

Duan Xingye always felt... Is his fourth uncle about to be prying the corner?

Su Qiuqiu sat down and glanced at Tong Qingyan next to him, frowning deeper and deeper.

Hey... I thought that this Tong Qingyan's face was pretty good, but now that her dead father's face appeared, her face value dropped again.

She is ugly.

Su Qiuqiu silently moved his textbook to the side, and his buttocks also moved quietly, pulling a little distance from Tong Qingyan.

Ugly is contagious.

Tong Qingyan's brain was still humming at this time, and the familiar lazy voice came from the podium: "Does Tong Qingyan want to see me?"

Tong Qingyan was suddenly named by Bai Chuwei, and her heart trembled with anger. Her hands were tightly closed under the desk and clenched into fists. She couldn't directly attack Bai Chuwei, and said with a smile, "No, Bai...Professor Bai." "

Professor Bai's three words almost angered her.

Bai Chuwei has been approved by the principal to give freshman students a high math class every week.

"If I were Tong Qingyan, I would leave now, otherwise it would be embarrassing. Tong Qingyan had been black and white Chuwei before, so why would I be ashamed to sit here and listen to Bai Chuwei's class?"

"Yes, if Tong Qingyan is a bit stubborn, he will skip class and leave. Who doesn't know that the relationship between the two of them is the same? There is nothing serious about skipping this class."

"..."

Bai Chuwei stood on the podium, looking at Tong Qingyan with a smile.

Just leave, just skip a class, and there is nothing wrong with it! I don't want to be angry with Bai Chuwei after a while.

Tong Qingyan took a sigh of relief in her heart, with a gloomy face, decisively packing her own things.

All the books were put in the bag, and she was about to get up and leave.

Bai Chuwei picked up the chalk casually and wrote a string of words on the blackboard, indifferently saying: "Today I will teach you how to easily get 90 points in the high math test."

Tong Qingyan's body became stiff, and high numbers are difficult for her to learn. Bai Chuwei wants to teach everyone how to easily pass the ninety points?

Bai Chuwei casually said: "If Tong student wants to skip class, remember to close the door for me when I leave."

Tong Qingyan: "..." It's not going to go now, it's not going to go.