You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Well, I know that everything can be counted on her head.

Mr. Zeng, I didn't do anything. Qingmang sat on the chair with a look of helplessness.

Can you not count everything on her head?

Zeng Fan glared at her, I saw it all. He clearly wanted to convict her of the crime.

Qingmang looked at her expressionlessly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. No longer arguing, the eyes are cold and cold, revealing the slightest cold light.

I have been with Lu Yanmu for a long time, and I have been fascinated by my ears and eyes, and some of the fur I have learned can scare people.

Zeng Fan was slightly shocked by her sudden coldness, which made her a little startled. At that moment, she saw the indifference of Gu Qingmang's age and the arrogance of the superior, which she had never seen in others.

But isn't Gu Qingmang from an ordinary and simple family background? Where can you compare with Xie Jiao?

Maybe it's because of her dazzling eyes, but now that she looks at it, she doesn't seem to feel anything. That's right, with a background like Gu Qingmang, how can he get on the stage.

Gu Qingmang, come to my office after class. Zeng Fan said with a gloomy expression, his tone was rather unhappy.

Yes, Teacher Zeng. Qingmang replied lightly, showing an inscrutable smile, looking sideways.

The sun is shining and there are no clouds in the sky. No matter how you look at it, the weather is good, but why is it so bad.

Zeng Fan saw that Gu Qingmang looked like he couldn't enter the oil and salt, and his heart was even more itchy with anger. Seeing how she dealt with this little girl's film later, I really thought that she could not be bullied.

Qingmang sat below, as if seeing through her mind, with a calm expression on her face. Listening to the content of her lecture, she glanced at the topics on the blackboard, with frivolous eyes, took out the book from her schoolbag, and went to concentrate on her own business.

Gu Qingmang, please explain what this question means.

When Qingmang was struggling with the math problem, he suddenly heard his name, raised his head and glanced at her, Zeng Fan was staring at her, smiling but not smiling.

Glancing at the students around, looking at the questions on the blackboard, Zeng Fan's intentions were suddenly reflected.

Shaking his head lightly, the expression on his face was a little insufferable, he stood up, and accurately stated the process and answer of the question.

Zeng Fan, who had put his arms around his chest and was ready to even criticize, heard her solution, the smile on his face gradually stiffened, and then disappeared. In the end, there was only disbelief, so he hurriedly picked up the textbook in his hand to read the answer.

How is it possible, Gu Qingmang's answer is almost the same as the standard answer.

Not only her, but even the classmates in the class looked a little incredible after hearing her answer.

What, did I say something wrong? Qingmang pretended to know nothing and asked.

Zeng Fan's face was ugly and he coughed, and after calming his expression, he said, Yes, sit down.

Qingmang smiled, and then buried himself in the exercise that was interrupted just now. Um... where did she just count? Oh yes, it's a solution to solid geometry.

She didn't want to pay attention to Zeng Fan's reaction and the strange eyes of her classmates. This was the beginning, and there were more exciting things to come.

She has been trying to supplement her knowledge these days. Thousands of exercises are not for nothing. Not only did she read them all over, but she also carefully studied the routines for the questions.

Except for the difficult math, she is just trivial now.