Guide to Overturning Online Classes

God, why did you like me to the first place when I came back from get out of class... In case someone who knows me sees this comment, I am still anonymous.

Well, since you want to know the follow-up, I will briefly talk about it, although I don't think that the male god and I should call him teacher now, there will be any possibility of follow-up development.Anyway, I was completely stupid at the moment, and I was scared away by the sleepiness and the resentment of Zaoba. I didn't listen to what he said at all during the whole class for an hour and a half.

If there is a barrage in reality, then the words "my flirt becomes my teacher" must be floating in my mind.

(But let me solemnly declare that this time I did not listen to his lecture hard, thank you.)

Admittedly, the only thing I'm glad for is that the male god didn't seem to recognize that I was the one who coquettishly told him this morning that he didn't want to take online classes, and prayed to him that the online class teacher wasn't a big bald flirtatious object .After all, we have never exchanged photos, and we don't know anything about each other's looks. In his words, it is to keep a little mystery for our future face base.

Well, it is impossible to face the base now.

Once I think that we will be together for four weeks, 20 days and [-] classes in the future, I can't figure out how I can cover my little vest.So I decided to take the advice given to me by the sister in one of the comments, I decided to do my best to be dumb, as long as I don't speak, there is absolutely no possibility of falling off the horse.

There is another point that you are concerned about. This morning, the moment I realized that the male god became my teacher, I uninstalled the social software, and called him on the application download interface in a thunderbolt. One star bad review.To be honest, if the male god hadn't become my teacher, maybe I would give them five-star praise and thank this social software for helping us meet on the Internet.

The lead is the lead, and the fate is really destined, but the red thread may be tied in a knot and can only be cut by me.

Not to mention, there is still class to attend in the afternoon, and I have to take advantage of the short break to remember the male god I lost.

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I didn't expect that I could continue to write updates. Forget it, I plan to use this place as my base for my thoughts, thinking about my love that ended without a problem, hey.

Before class started in the afternoon, we were pulled into a WeChat group by the monitor, and the male god was also in the group, well, it was a matter of course who let him be our teacher.I think I'm really a bitch. What course outline he posted is just a fleeting cloud in my eyes. I clicked on his profile picture first. Unlike the hard and cold literary style of social software, the WeChat profile picture of the male god is A squinting cat with a big round face is naive and cute in front of the camera.

Then with trembling hands with excitement, I clicked on the male god's circle of friends.

Then I withdrew with a sad face and aggrieved.

Yes, I want to know, the male god must have set privacy and visibility permissions.But I am still wronged!After all, I know that his cat is named Fengfeng. She is a little girl. She is lactose intolerant and her specialty is braised prawns. Now she doesn’t even have the right to view her Moments. (Okay, I'm being hypocritical, stop scolding)

Closer to home, it seems that there is still about half an hour before the class, and the male god has already sent the classroom number to our WeChat group. Of course, for college students like us who spend three days fishing and two days posting on the Internet, it is possible to go to class Definitely not early.

But today is not what it used to be, my teacher is my male god, if I click into the classroom to appreciate the beauty of the prosperous age for a few more minutes, I will earn [-] million if I round it up!So I clicked into the classroom, and turned off the camera and microphone wisely, just propped my head up and looked at the male god in front of the screen with his head down and writing something at his desk.

What I didn't expect was that he suddenly raised his head.Even though I knew he couldn't see me at this moment, when his deep eyes met mine through the camera, I still felt a tingling sensation climbing up my spine.

"That classmate..." He smiled in front of the microphone in a low voice, "Zhou Ye, right? You came in so early? Don't take a break and I'll ask you to get up and answer questions if you get distracted during class."

Pills, I just decided to be dumb last second, but at this moment there are only me and him in the classroom, if I answer, then I will be finished; if I don’t answer, I will be finished by the grades.So my head turned quickly, and I let out a heart-piercing cough.

The male god in front of the screen was obviously stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Are you sick? Why don't you skip this class for now? Have you seen a doctor?"

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooui.

But I can only type on the keyboard: I'm fine, thank you teacher for your concern~

The male god saw the reply I sent, first smiled lightly, and muttered (he thought I couldn't hear it, but I could hear it clearly) "Take good care of your body".Then, for some reason, he picked up his phone and swiped for a while, his brows became more and more frowned and his eyes were full of sadness. Seeing that I was more worried than him, I hurriedly typed and asked: What's wrong, Mr. Fu? You don't seem to be in a good mood ?

"It's nothing." He put away his phone and shook his head.

As if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, he hesitated for a while, then pulled the corner of his mouth and said to me: "Well, since it's just the two of us, you don't mind being my secret tree hole, right?"

"I don't mind."

I replied.

Nonsense, of course I don’t mind, I usually treat him as my secret tree hole on social software, and tell him all the unhappiness and irritability, even though he never seems to show any negative emotions to me.

"It's like this... I'm a netizen who suddenly doesn't reply to my messages and doesn't go online. Did I scare him by saying that I want to face him?"

I:? ? ? ? ? ?