Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"You doubted me, lied to me! And cursed me in your heart, you were mean to me! You thought I was a roast duck in a brothel!"

"I'm going to rub you with devil chili powder, so spicy that you'll die! I'm also going to turn you into a chicken rack, cursing you!"

Although he was stern, Gong Huasui's voice was intermittent and mixed with suppressed breathing, sounding inexplicably aggrieved.

Chi Qinghe reviewed the conversation just now.

There's nothing wrong with the content, it's just that the tone is a bit odd, and it was interpreted as sarcastic.

"I really didn't mean that, and I didn't think of you as a duck...er...roast duck. Sorry."

He organized his words of comfort slowly and sluggishly.

"I'm complimenting you. I'm saying you're handsome and popular. Can't you hear...?"

Gong Huasui said nothing, his head still buried firmly in his arms.

Chi Qinghe found it difficult to judge his emotions and continued to comfort him.

"Actually, the roast duck in a brothel isn't necessarily offensive. At least they make a lot of money..."

Chi Qinghe accidentally made another mistake and quickly suppressed his sharp tongue.

At this moment, the whole class suddenly became quiet.

The head teacher, Wang Xuesheng, walked into the classroom holding a stack of sealed test papers.

It turned out to be the weekly math test that was taken in the afternoon.

He looked around and frowned when he saw a head lying on the left rear side.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

No, there’s no need to count to three. Wang Xuesheng’s brows were so furrowed that they could pinch a fly to death.

He curled his index finger and slammed it hard on the podium.

"Students, please be more self-disciplined. It's already class time. If you're really sleepy, go stand in the corridor for a while. Come back in when you're awake."

Song Xulin subconsciously thought that the head teacher was calling on him, so he supported his head with his left hand and adjusted his crooked sitting posture a little higher to ensure that from the perspective of the podium... he was not asleep.

There was another knock on the podium table, "Chi Qinghe, wake him up."

Song Xulin then realized that he was not the one being talked about, and turned his head back to see what was going on.

Chi Qinghe raised his hand and patted Gong Huasui on the shoulder.

no response.

He slapped her again, with noticeably stronger force.

Still no response.

Song Xulin saw all this and started to make his own plans.

Gong Huasui was obviously pretending. He was arguing with him five minutes ago. How could he be sleeping so soundly in just a short while?

Song Xulin grinned, raised his eyebrows and gestured to the table behind him, "Tickle his armpit."

Chi Qinghe paused obviously, his hand stopped in mid-air, neither going up nor down.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed."

Song Xulin rubbed his hands and stood up.

He leaned his body half-way on Chi Qinghe's desk, grinned maliciously, and stretched out his arms to attack that itchy spot!

During the attack, he did not forget to change his gestures, extending only his most powerful index and middle fingers, so as to hit the target more directly and quickly.

"Bang-"

The chair and the person fell to the ground, and the whole class looked over in shock.

Wang Xuesheng also stood up from the podium and walked over quickly.

Because his vision was blocked, Chi Qinghe was unable to react immediately and pull Gong Huasui back.

Seeing the man's dazed expression, half-kneeling on the ground, I hurried over to help him.

A few people who were close to Gong Huasui also left their seats and carefully helped him up.

While thanking them, Gong Huasui took a few tentative steps forward, and accidentally fell on Chi Qinghe.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Wang Xuesheng asked worriedly.

"It's just a little scrape, and my leg is still a little numb... I'm fine, teacher." Gong Huasui bit his lip and said firmly.