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"Page 30 of the book." These were all standard answers, but they were just a little more subtle. Could they not have failed to see it? Jiuli held his forehead with his hand, his face full of helplessness. Really.

Now it was the turn of the students who came over to get frustrated. How come they couldn’t see the standard answer in the book? Ahhh, I really didn’t see it!

"Why don't you tell me about it?" Menling glanced at the group of classmates sitting below who were eager to speak. In order to prevent Jiuli from talking until her mouth was dry, she bravely made a not-so-good suggestion.

"Yes, if we keep talking one by one like this, how long will it take? We will be divided into groups of six or ten." The girl behind the doorbell understood what was meant and followed immediately.

Jiuli went with the flow and raised her hand, indicating that when the head teacher came, she would have to testify for her. It was not that she was interfering in other people's affairs, but these people insisted on giving her the yellow robe.

"Okay, go sit down, I'll only tell you once."

As Jiuli spoke, the students who had just gathered together separated instantly, sat in their seats, and listened attentively.

He was so focused that he had never been in any class before, and he sat very still and straight.

Jiuli took a piece of white chalk and wrote neatly in the thin gold style on the blackboard. The handwriting was vigorous, powerful and uniform. Even if you didn't know, you could tell that the handwriting was beautiful.

From the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions at the beginning to the questions and answers at the end, Jiuli briefly mentioned the examples that could be found in the book and wrote down the pages of the book and exercise book. There was no need to explain it again.

"Now turn to page 3 of the test paper, the first question," he threw away a piece of chalk and took out a new piece of chalk.

All they could hear was a rustling sound below, with people taking notes non-stop. They felt that something was entering their brains in a strange way, and they could understand it.

Jiuli raised her hand and drew a simple picture on the blackboard.

"This is a must-know knowledge point," he said, explaining in simple terms the origin of the name and the sayings from ancient times to the present.

Class 1 of Grade 1 is on the left side of the fifth floor of the teaching building, facing the basketball court downstairs. Next to it are Class 2, Class 3, and then Class 4, Class 5, and Class 6 on the right.

Class 2 is also taking geography classes, so when Hou Li left, she specifically said hello to Class 2. The geography teacher of Class 2, who was explaining the test paper, agreed very quickly, thinking of laughing at the joke.

They never thought that after just a short while of noise, it would be suppressed. It seems that Hou Li has a good vision. No wonder she brags about it in front of them all day long.

He is good at playing basketball and has good grades. He will be the apple of the eye of the teacher no matter which class he is in, right? ? ?

The lecture I heard was clear and pleasant, and I decided to go out and take a look after the next question was taught.

"The next question is something I just learned recently," Jiuli glanced at the door, smiled, and continued speaking.

He wrote a note on the blackboard with his backhand, turned around and continued talking.

"For example, the questions I wrote down are all asking the same question, just in a different way." He drew a circle casually.

The second class geography teacher was so engrossed in listening that he could not help but look at his traitor silently. He was also a class representative, so why was he so stupid? He suspected that he had to ask someone to substitute for him even though he had asked for leave!

He instantly became angry and became even more strict with Class 2!

As the bell rang, Wang Jingyi from Class 5 and her friends stood outside Class 1 classroom. The class had not yet ended, so they had to peek in. When they saw the lecturer, their pupils shrank. Isn't this the girl that Qiao Ran has his eyes on?

"This is the last question. get out of class is over." Jiuli stood up.

He subconsciously sped up his speech by three points, finished his speech quickly, knocked on the blackboard, took out the political book and put it away.

"Are you thirsty after talking so much?" Qiao Ran went upstairs with a thermos cup at the first sight, his eyes full of pride.

It seems like he is talking about such an amazing girl, his!

"A little bit. Do you have any mints?" Jiuli took the thermos cup, took two big sips, and naturally stretched out her hand.

"Yes, I'll get you some water after you drink it. How about honeysuckle? It can soothe your throat." Qiao Ran took out two candies and handed them to Jiuli, his eyes full of heartache. It was all these animals' fault.

"Okay, then let our Qiao Qiao work hard." Jiuli peeled the candy wrapper skillfully, and only after holding it in her mouth did she feel her throat felt better.

"It's not hard, but can you please not call me Qiao Qiao?" It sounds a bit like a girl's name. Qiao Ran bent down and looked at Jiuli.

"Yes, I want to." Jiuli nodded seriously.

"It's up to you. You can call me whatever you want." Qiao Ran was helpless. He had no way to deal with Jiuli. "Have you finished drinking?"

"I'll go with you?" Jiuli finished the last sip.

"No, I can't get lost. I promise not to look at other girls." Qiao Ran touched Jiuli's hair.

"Okay, come back soon." Jiuli turned her head away and refused.

"Do you want to eat something? I'll buy it for you." Qiao Ran, who was about to open the classroom door, paused, turned around and asked.

"It's all right. Buy less. I'm not particularly hungry."

Qiao Ran nodded, indicating that he would take care of it.

"Qiao Ran, please call Chen Xun for me." Wang Jingyi was delighted to see that the person who came out was someone she knew, "I'll buy you some water."

"You can yell, but just drink the water." Qiao Ran subconsciously took a step back and dodged Wang Jingyi's hand.

"Thank you." said another girl leaning against the door.

"Chen Xun, someone is looking for you." Qiao Ran said impatiently and strode towards the washroom and the convenience store.

Chen Xun thought the students wanted to find him for something, so he suddenly stood up and ran two steps. Zhao Hua, who was walking in front of him, whistled twice.

Chen Xun, who was almost at the door, saw Wang Jingyi and the girl next to her holding a black plastic bag. He subconsciously glanced at Fang Hui, who was lying on the table with her shoulders shaking as if she was crying.

Her heart began to lift. Fang Hui was timid, shy, quiet and sensitive. She might think that he was playing two-timing.

"What do you want?" Chen Xun walked to the door calmly and looked at the bag curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Empty water bottles. Our class is collecting empty water bottles from around the campus and selling them as class fees." Wang Jingyi said with a smile, "Can you give me the empty water bottles from your class as well?"

"Did your class teacher ask you to do this?" Chen Xun was surprised. Why did he feel something was weird?

"No, hurry up." Wang Jingyi glanced at Class 1 and gently pushed Chen Xun's shoulder.

"Then you wait a moment." Chen Xun thought of Qiao Ran's behavior, uncomfortably dodged Wang Jingyi's hand and said with a smile.

Chen Xun walked back to the classroom with all his classmates looking at him with eager eyes, and gritted his teeth and asked two people symbolically.

"Do you have an empty water bottle?" He walked to Fang Hui and asked seriously, but he slipped a note into her hand.

"No." Fang Hui had a smile in her eyes and a serious face.

"It will be there soon." Chen Xun smiled and walked to the back.

Then he left the classroom and said something to Wang Jingyi.