Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 150

"Wuhu—"

"Oh hoo-"

"Wocao——"

Until the boy standing on the podium dropped the last word, the students in the classroom directly turned into a boiling hot pot.

With the blessing of Chen Mu's language appeal increased by 1, everyone who had been drowsy suddenly woke up, and Qi Qi moved his gaze to the corner of the window.

In the back row of the classroom, which was rising slightly in the early morning, perhaps because the sunlight through the window was a little warm, the little squirrel's face was almost blushing to the point of dripping water.

"This—?" Fan Xian, who was planning to comment on Chen Mu, was frightened by the scene in front of him and froze in place.

Mr. Xianyu took a closer look at the young boy beside him who had just opened his eyebrows, and then shifted his gaze to the little squirrel by the window who had already lowered his head.

With his eyes wandering, Fan Xian returned to the youthful years he had experienced in those years in a trance, and he didn't come back to his senses until his neck ached.

"By the way, Chen Mu, your Chinese scores have improved a lot recently, what about your other subjects?" Fan Xian calmly approached Chen Mu's ear.

"It's okay. It's okay." The dog-headed boy carried the manuscript paper behind his back, and met Teacher Xianyu's gaze very calmly.

"That's good..." Fan Xian heard the words and leaned closer to Chen Mu's ear again: "Don't fall in love with your studies."

"Don't worry, old Fan, I know what's going on." Chen Mu gave Fan Xian a strange look: "Don't fall in love with your teaching."

"You, you boy." Hearing these words, Fan Xian, who was originally calm and composed, blushed suddenly, and even his straight back became a little crooked.

In order to cover up the embarrassment at this time and divert the attention of other students in the classroom, Fan Xian pulled Chen Mu to the side of the podium, and grabbed the manuscript paper in Chen Mu's hand.

"How did you know that, kid?" Until then, Fan Xian asked hesitantly, with a posture that didn't look like a 30-year-old middle-aged man at all.

"Hmm—" Chen Mu didn't respond immediately, but shifted his gaze to Fan Xian's collar: "Fortunately, Lao Fan, you are wearing a high collar today."

"This—" Teacher Xianyu quietly raised his collar again: "Do any other students in the class know?"

"Come on, don't worry, only Li Xinxi knows that the two of us are not the kind of talkative people, after all..." Chen Mu blinked his eyes twice.

"We both have a good relationship with Susu and Aunt Su. Last week, Aunt Su asked me to take care of Susu because it was Children's Day."

"Zi--don't talk about Xiao Chen." Teacher Xianyu gave Chen Mu a begging look, and lowered his tone again: "By the way, Xiao Chen, you know that she usually likes to eat crispy crisps. Do you like to play something?"

"Well, this..." Chen Mu looked at Fan Xian seriously: "Old Fan, are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm not too young anymore, so I should seriously consider it." In this matter, Fan Xian surprisingly didn't treat the boy beside him as a child, but as a salted fish with compatible sex. Friends come to talk.

"That's fine." Chen Mu nodded, and searched for the later memories of Fan Xian in his mind, then shook his head and whispered secretly: "It seems that it is indeed because of my timeline. Intruders, the original experience of many people has quietly changed."

"Xiao Chen, what did you say?" Fan Xian scratched his head anxiously like a child.

"I said—" Chen Mu elongated his voice on purpose: "The little guy Susu likes to eat lollipops the most, followed by braised pork, followed by chicken-flavored potato chips. As for toys, his favorite is The rocking cart at the entrance of the canteen is dead."

"Speaking of the yoke cart..." Chen Mu gave Fan Xian a wink: "The yoke cart at the entrance of the canteen has been ruined by the little mischievous Susu."

"This?", Fan Xian blinked at Chen Mu twice in disbelief, until Chen Mu stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, the coy middle-aged uncle could barely react: "Good boy, come on!" Treat you to dinner next time."

"Huh?" Chen Mu raised his brows, and gave Fan Xian another bewildered look.

"I made a mistake, I'm treating you two little guys to dinner." Fan Xian peeked at the corner by the window, then turned his gaze back calmly and sighed softly: "I really miss you, now At this age, you can laugh wantonly, you can skip classes for no reason, and you don’t need to think about the future.”

"The future still needs to be considered." Chen Mu replied firmly to Fan Xian, this short and forceful reply made the greasy man a little dull again.

Fan Xian then patted Chen Mu on the shoulder very reassuringly: "My boy, I am relieved when you say this. Anyone who can say such a thing is either not of this age, or has surpassed this age in some aspects." age."

As soon as the words changed, Fan Xian changed into a lamenting tone: "As for that Bai Duanyun who used to hang out with you every day, although his academic performance has improved recently, his attitude towards learning is still not very good. You should persuade him more. .”

"Boy, in fact, no matter how you are in the eyes of other teachers, in my opinion, you have always been very interesting students. For me, the standard for measuring good students and poor students is not just based on grades..."

"Ding ding ding ding——" was the bell for the end of get out of class that rang on time.

"Okay, old Fan, I understand, let me take my leave first." Halfway through his words, Chen Mu directly ignored Fan Xian's rambling speech, and left the podium carelessly.

The dog-headed boy quickly stood in front of Long Ruoye who had already started to pack his things. Looking at the girl whose distressed expression had disappeared, the rigid expression on her face melted a little.

"Master squad leader, are you in a hurry now?"

"Ah! It's Muzi! If you have any questions, just ask, I'm going to eat." Long Ruoye raised his head slightly, and the response was very flat and natural.

"That. Do you know why this kid Bai Duanyun skipped class in the morning for?"

"What else can I do, isn't it just climbing over the wall and staying up late to play games? This guy has been writing the review faster and faster recently." Long Ruoye showed a bitter smile on his face.

"However, counting today's time, this is already the third time he has been absent from class this semester. It is estimated that the gods will not be able to protect him."

"Who said gods can't protect him?" A slightly passionate voice came from behind the two.

The head of the dormitory, Xie Tuo, had already put on Chen Mu's shoulders at some point, his face restrained for a moment, and he apologized to Long Ruoye: "Sir, Bai Duanyun has a reason for this incident, and he is probably still lying down now. In the hospital."

"Lying in the hospital, what happened to him?" Chen Mu and Long Ruoye raised their eyebrows almost at the same time.

"His leg is broken." The Slipper Fairy replied with a slightly regretful voice.

"Why did you break your leg?" Long Ruoye was a little puzzled.

"Could it be? Did you break your leg when you climbed over the wall?" Chen Mu blinked twice at the short-inch boy beside him.

"No, yesterday was Sunday, so there is no need to climb over the wall." Xie Tuo sighed lightly, and patted Chen Mu on the shoulder again.

"He was surfing the Internet at an Internet cafe, and was discovered by his father, who usually doesn't care about him, and his legs were severely discounted."

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(End of this chapter)