My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Li Ziqian looked at Mo Nanbei's demonstration and nodded, although he usually doesn't have any interest in this kind of game, but when he heard Mo Nanbei say it, he felt a different flavor.

"Also, I saved a lot of hilarious videos when I was browsing the videos. I'll show you them all when the weekend is over." Mo Nanbei immediately opened his album and signaled to Li Ziqian that he saved them. 's video.

"Okay, it's ok." Li Ziqian answered with a smile.

I don't know what kind of wind Mo Nanbei was smoking today, but he rarely pestered himself to talk to himself.

But to be honest, unlocking a girlfriend like this seems to be a good feeling.

No wonder it's not the kind of madness that doesn't pay for it.

Sitting on the bus all the way and listening to Mo Nanbei's chatter, Li Ziqian actually thought that this kind of feeling seemed pretty good.

It was a Chinese class in the morning, and the Chinese teacher was still the same as before. No matter how the time changed, his passion for lecturing would never change, majestic and powerful, full of emotion.

However, this way of teaching can easily make students sleepy, because it sounds a bit like the voice of a news broadcast.

Li Ziqian was fortunate that he slept early last night, otherwise he would definitely be sleepy this time.

In high school, the older you are in the grade, the more you realize that it's normal to doze off in the morning.

Teachers also seem to agree with this principle, so many teachers express that they do not want their classes to be in the first two classes in the morning, but because they cannot get rid of such a schedule, they are still forced to attend classes, but they will try to change their classes as much as possible. The tone of voice, trying to make the students under the class listen with enthusiasm, so they don't doze off.

But even so, it seems that there is still no way to change these students who can't resist drowsiness, so the unbearable Chinese teacher can't take it anymore, slaps the table, and shouts: "Wake up, don't sleep!"

This method seems to be very useful. The drowsy students were startled by the language teacher's actions, and temporarily became mentally energized. Even Li Ziqian, who started to wander a little, was called back.

"You students, doze off in the first two classes in the morning, then start thinking about what to eat for lunch in the next two classes, and then feel sleepy again in the afternoon after the lunch break at noon, and then the same as in the morning, dozing off in the first two classes, and thinking in the last two classes. What are you going to eat for dinner? When it comes to self-study at night, you start to doze off again after you have eaten and drank. How can you possibly do well in exams like you?"

The Chinese teacher began to run down the aisle, as if to see which student was still dozing off, and then caught him.

Li Ziqian couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that as a teacher, he knew so much about the students' daily learning status and inner thoughts. It is estimated that the language teacher came this way when he was a student.

"You are all so sleepy, aren't you, then I'll find someone to get up and recite the text." The language teacher's expression became serious, and his eyes swept the state of each classmate.

As soon as these words came out, there was indeed a little agitation in the classroom. It seemed that everyone was frightened by the sudden decision made by the Chinese teacher, and even Li Ziqian's little heart began to 'thump'.

Damn, this sentence seems to be warm, and Li Ziqian feels that the air is getting colder.

Can this be understood as the harsh words hurting the cold in June?

Seeing the reaction of the classmates seemed to satisfy the Chinese teacher, he began to return to the podium and flipped through the textbook casually, "I'll find someone to recite "Li Sao" and see how you all learn."

Then, the class was deadly quiet, everyone lowered their heads, stared at their textbooks, looked at their desks, and dared not look at the teacher.

Li Ziqian also quickly lowered his head, looked at his textbook, then glanced at Mo Nanbei beside him, and found that the woman looked at the podium in front of her eyes as if she was not afraid of death, as if saying: "If you have the ability, call me me."

Really brave!

At this time, the language teacher is watching with his eagle-like eyes.

His eyes turned to Mo Nanbei, although her head held high made the language teacher really want to ask her questions, but she gave up after thinking about it.

After all, this girl can do anything, and it doesn't make sense to call her up.

To find someone to memorize the text is of course just to torture people. If it doesn't make sense at all, then why bother doing so much.

Abandoning Mo Nanbei's option, the language teacher's eyes began to move towards her.

Hmm... Li Ziqian, this kid looks guilty with his head down, and he often sleeps in Chinese class. Although he doesn't seem to have slept today, it doesn't matter, it's just him.

I saw the language teacher cleared his throat, and then slowly called out a name, "Li Ziqian."

What the hell!

At this time, Li Ziqian's heart was running with 10,000 grass and mud horses. This is too stupid. He is afraid of what to do!

After a brief thought in his mind, Li Ziqian still stood up.

"Let's memorize it, I'll let you know how you've learned." The language teacher smiled softly, as if he had decided that Li Ziqian was not good enough.

With a long sigh, Li Ziqian began to exert his strength steadily, "Long too much to cover my tears, mourning how difficult the rest of my life is..."

Although the process was a bit bumpy, Li Ziqian did memorize it, and he didn't need a reminder.

This result obviously surprised the Chinese teacher. After a while, he had to say, "It's not bad, sit down."

Li Ziqian sat down with relief.

Hu~

Good thing I didn't lose face.

Really terrifying.

However, Li Ziqian, the classical Chinese poem "Li Sao", had memorized it from last semester to this semester.

Although I was called by the Chinese teacher that it was time to make myself very nervous, fortunately there was no major problem.

At this time, the students in the audience seemed to be full of energy, and they had achieved their goal. The Chinese teacher did not intend to continue to waste time asking questions, but continued to give lectures.

"You're not bad, you." Monabei gently pushed Li Ziqian twice with his elbow.

When this kid stood up and wanted to endorse, Mo Nanbei was shocked, because he had never fully memorized this song when he checked Li Ziqian's recitation. I was going to remind Li Ziqian in a low voice, but I didn't expect this guy to be quite surprising.

"It's all a little problem." Li Ziqian shook his head triumphantly, and glanced at the "Li Sao" text disdainfully, as if to say, "Master has already taken you down."

After all, I have stayed for a few days for evening self-study. How can I do it without showing some results?