Reborn with crush

Because of the tacit cooperation of teachers and students, the counselor couldn't bear it anymore and posted a group announcement in the group, which interrupted this inexplicable solitaire.

Group announcement: I'll forget it this time. In the future, there will still be those who sleep in class and play with mobile phones. Teachers and classmates will supervise together, and take photos and send them to this group directly. Don't give him face!I want to see if you are okay or not!

Xia Qiao was in a trance throughout the class, and he didn't listen to a word of what the teacher said, but he had a clear grasp of Wen Zenan's movements around him.

The phrase "our baby" was like a bomb, it exploded directly in his brain, blowing up all the brain cells, making him unable to think at all.

He silently watched the provocative Wen Ze Nanduan sit upright and continue to attend the class, and wondered if he was a ghost just now, otherwise how could he say lines that were extremely inconsistent with others.

After finishing speaking, he could still remain so expressionless, as if the words just now were his hallucinations.

Could this be the legendary Mensao?

Xia Qiao lowered her head, unconsciously stretched out her hands to touch her cheeks that were still hot, finally mustered up the courage, poked Wen Zenan with her elbow, and smiled shamelessly: "Our dear is also pretty."

He spoke lightly, on the surface it seemed that he was teasing others naturally, but in reality he was in a panic, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to pop out of his throat.

It was only then that Xia Qiao realized that there was indeed a gap between him and Wen Zenan, at least in terms of flirting, he couldn't be as calm as the other party.

As soon as Wen Zenan said that, before Wen Zenan said anything, Liu Shao on the right turned his head immediately, with a look of interest on his face: "Are you two starting again? Are you calling my dear?"

Wen Zenan smiled and glanced at Xia Qiao. From that glance, Xia Qiao judged that the other party was definitely not angry.

Gave him the courage to push forward.

"That's right." Xia Qiao put one arm around Wen Zenan's waist and said proudly, "He still calls me baby, what's wrong?"

Liu Shao gave a thumbs up under the table and said in admiration, "Sao, it's really Sao."

The meeting was settled, because of this matter, the counselor had to hold a meeting for all the students of the two majors who were in class this morning at night, and once again emphasized class discipline, don't sleep and don't play with mobile phones.

Regarding the escape from the secret room on National Day, that night, Wen Zenan launched a vote in the class group, and finally with an overwhelming number of votes, the theme of the old corpse in the deserted village won firmly.

Xia Qiao still underestimated the bravery of the girls in their class.

In the first week of class, everyone's enthusiasm was still very high. At least the day before the National Day holiday, the classroom could still maintain two-thirds of the people.

The last section is high math, after class everyone will go out to surf.Xia Qiao couldn't hold back the trembling hands of her excited heart, and couldn't sit still since the bell rang for class.

The counselor had already spoken and couldn't play with the phone, and Xia Qiao didn't dare to sleep anymore, so she could only be bored in a daze.

After finally staying up for a while, he thought that half of the class should have passed, but when he looked at his phone, he found that the class had only started for 5 minutes.

"..."

Xia Qiao was sitting on the edge of the aisle, and he turned his head to look to the right, followed by Wen Zenan who was taking notes seriously, Liu Shao who was playing with his mobile phone with his book upright and his head down, and Chen Yu who was staring at the blackboard with a frown.

The class of advanced mathematics was taught by the four majors of the whole school. He lay on the table, his head turned almost 180 degrees, like an emperor patrolling, his eyes skipped the large group of people on the left and the group of people in the back row.

Among all the subjects, only the front row of this class is always full, and you even need to come ten to twenty minutes in advance to occupy the seat.

The students of their majors like to sit in front, and when they glance over, everyone is listening carefully, and very few deserted.

On the contrary, there are students of other majors in the back. Although they dare not sleep anymore, they still take advantage of the back row to play with their phones with their heads down, or even listen to music with headphones.

His head just turned to the back like a radar, and when he was about to turn back slowly, he felt a hand grabbing the back of his head, pressing it lightly and turning his head around.

In the ear, Wen Zenan's deep voice said: "The teacher is watching you."

Xia Qiao looked up, and sure enough, she saw that the teacher on the stage had stopped lecturing, with both hands propped on the podium, her face was expressionless, and her eyes were staring at him motionlessly.

Xia Qiao: "..."

Their calculus teacher is named Wang Kang. He is a man in his 30s, with a rather wealthy figure. His face looks expressionless all year round, but he speaks very humorously. contrast.

The biggest reason why Mr. Wang is popular is that he never procrastinates in class. Every time he wants to eat, he even has to finish class three or four minutes earlier, saying that he is afraid that the students will not be able to grab the meal. From the looks of it, there is a high probability that he is afraid that he will not be able to get a meal.

At this moment, the two looked at each other. Before the teacher called, Xia Qiao stood up very consciously and nodded: "Teacher, which question do you want to do?"

The students who were listening carefully to the class were all baffled when they saw the teacher stop suddenly, but now they realized that someone had been caught when they heard Xia Qiao's voice.

Why did you get caught?

"Who asked you to do the problem!" Teacher Wang rolled his eyes and said angrily, "What did you just do? The radar detector is not as flexible as your brain!"

There was low laughter in the empty classroom.

"Teacher, let me help you monitor whether the students are listening carefully." Xia Qiao opened her mouth and came.

"Oh?" Teacher Wang was not angry, but looked at him with interest and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Most of the students are still listening to the class very seriously, which is worthy of praise." Xia Qiao said sincerely.

After speaking, as if he felt that it was not enough, he added in the tone of a veteran cadre: "But there are still some students who are not very serious, and don't know what they are doing with their heads down, thinking that the teacher can't see."

Wen Zenan next to him rested his chin on his left hand, looking down at his notebook, but Xia Qiao heard a short low laugh.

That laughter sounded insignificant in the laughing classroom, but Xia Qiao was extremely sensitive to his voice, even if it was slight, he noticed it.

It doesn't matter to be looked at by so many people to make a fool of yourself, but when she heard his voice, Xia Qiao's ears immediately turned red.

Mr. Wang was probably dumbfounded by what he said. There seemed to be a crack on his plain face, showing a helpless expression: "Thank you."

Sitting down again, Xia Qiao didn't care about the gazes from all directions. He moved to Wen Zenan's side first, stretched out his hand and pinched his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Are you laughing at me too?"

"I'm not laughing at you." Wen Zenan turned his head, showing a pair of innocent eyes, "I'm laughing at what you said."

"Is there a difference?" Xia Qiao looked at him fiercely.

Liu Shao was laughing uncontrollably at the side, and now she came back to her senses, gave him a thumbs up, and whispered to him: "Baby, awesome."

"What are you screaming for?" Xia Qiao slapped his hand away.

Wen Zenan started to talk about it, and Liu Shao also started talking about it.

After this episode, Xia Qiao felt that he still had to find something to do. He reached into the table, trying to reach for a notebook to take notes, but when he did, it was empty.

He just remembered that in these few days of class, except for calculus, he directly memorized it in the textbook, and he forgot to bring the notebook for today's advanced mathematics.

No way, he wanted to ask Wen Zenan to borrow one, but seeing that he was writing so seriously, he didn't want to disturb him, so he put his hand into Wen Zenan's schoolbag without asking for permission.

Wen Zenan leaned his hands on the table to write, and found something was wrong while writing.

A hand moved back and forth in front of his abdomen, rubbing his abdomen a little itchy.

Knowing that Xia Qiao was looking for something, he endured it for a while.

As a result, after a few minutes, not only did the hand not retreat, but it made an inch of it, touching his thigh.

"..."

Xia Qiao touched for a while and only found a thick book. When she was about to take his schoolbag over, she felt her right wrist was being held.

He raised his head sharply and met a pair of puzzled and forbearing eyes.

"Why?" He complained first.

"What are you talking about?"

Xia Qiao always felt that he was gnashing his teeth when he said this. He thought he was angry because he touched his schoolbag, so he explained in a low voice: "I want to borrow a notebook from you."

"Understood." Wen Zenan replied, and did not let go of his hand, but reached into his schoolbag with his right hand, took out a new book, and put it on his desk.

Under the table, Xia Qiao's five fingers in the schoolbag curled up slightly because of Wen Zenan's touch of the book just now.

After Wen Zenan gave him the notebook, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand and pulled his left hand out of the schoolbag.

Xia Qiao saw that the circle of her wrist was reddened by him. Just as she thought of a word, she wanted to make fun of him, but suddenly she heard a click from the left.

Then, the mobile phones of all the students in the class turned on, showing that there was a new message in the group.

The two looked up at the same time, and saw Teacher Wang standing on Xia Qiao's left in good condition, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his expression looked very satisfied.

Wen Zenan quickly released his wrist.

Just as Xia Qiao was about to explain, Teacher Wang raised his right index finger and swayed it in front of his eyes: "Don't explain to me, explain to your dear counselor."

Xia Qiao: "..."

Liu Shao also heard that click, and then suddenly stuffed the phone into her schoolbag.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Mr. Wang's gloating face, speaking cold and heartless words.

Just as he was about to fight for a chance to explain, Xia Qiao, who was a seat away, suddenly said, "Brother Kang, it's not enough, boys are not allowed to hold hands in class?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Shao watched Wen Zenan's expression of holding back his internal injury and tilted his head to face him, while Teacher Wang, who was one meter away, showed a rare expression of doubt, looked at Xia Qiao, and asked: "What is holding hands in class?"

Xia Qiao was also stunned. When she turned her head and saw the disheveled look on Liu Shao's face, she vaguely understood that Mr. Wang was probably grabbing Liu Shao to play with her mobile phone when she took the photo just now, rather than taking pictures of them holding hands.

"..." Xia Qiao felt a little suffocated.

Teacher Wang looked down at the picture he posted in the college group, and finally realized what he was talking about: "Who cares if you hold hands? Are you so guilty? Just pull, and you're afraid of being seen?"

Xia Qiao stroked her forehead with one hand and lowered her head, trying to ignore the booing around her, but was defeated by Wen Zenan's laughter in the end.