Glory of the King White Magpie fan: The disease is called love

The teacher in charge said to Qin Huan: "Your father came to me two days ago... I told him that you failed the Chinese test last time. Did your father tell me that you are going to study abroad after finishing high school? He said let You just need to study English well..." The head teacher suddenly folded his hands in dissatisfaction and put away the movement of leaning on the table, straightened up, and said in a heavy tone: "This... I really don't like to hear it! No matter what line of work it is No matter what kind of profession or country you live in, as a Chinese, you can’t learn Chinese well, so how can you be a P!”

Qin Huan's face turned red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Li Bai caught a glimpse, and took a serious glance at his exquisite and beautiful facial features for the first time. This little thin man... Actually, he is quite cute when he blushes, with such a thin skin.Li Bai is an old man, and he doesn't care much about whether the teacher beats or scolds him. How could he know that the well-behaved Qin Huan has hardly been reprimanded by the teacher since he was a child.

The class teacher muttered for a long time, and suddenly made a big decision: "Well! I see it like this...Qin Huan, you go to the same table with Li Bai. He is good in Chinese, so you let him take you. It just so happens that you are top-notch in science. You can take him too. That's it."

Both of them looked at the teacher in surprise.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go." The teacher stopped putting the glass of water into his mouth, and glared at the two of them and scolded.

The two broke up in a flash.

Qin Huan, who was arranging things, frowned and listened to Li Bai and Han Xin who were at the two desks diagonally behind him.

Han Xin stood there sorting things out. Li Bai hugged him and cried, "Xin! After you leave...don't forget me! Remember to miss me! I will miss you too...even if we are not at the same table in the future It's..."

"Let go!" Han Xin's forehead was twitching with veins, "I'm just across the aisle from you! Don't f*ck make it look like you're dying!"

Li Bai: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuu......"

Qin Huan: Are you trying to show me that I'm taking them apart?Do you think I want to sit two seats back?Can't see the blackboard clearly?

After Qin Huan waited for Han Xin to pack up, the two exchanged seats.

As soon as Qin Huan put his schoolbag on Li Bai's desk, that guy immediately switched from the mode of crying and complaining to being excited about seeing new things, while reaching out his hand affectionately: "Xiao Xuan... from now on, we will be at the same table Yes, please teach me more!"

Han Xin in the front: "My day! Li Bai! Can you not be so fast if you like the new and dislike the old?!"

The surrounding classmates who played well with the two all laughed and laughed: "Brother Han, this is called seeing newcomers laughing but hearing old ones cry!"

"Oh oh, Brother Baibai is going to abandon Brother Han..."

Han Xin: "Shut up! You're still chattering after class!"

All the students: "Did I hear it wrong? Brother Han still has time to learn to respect school rules so seriously!"

During the quarrel, Li Bai began to officially share the table with Qin Huan.

Li Bai still followed the head teacher's instructions and wanted to tutor Qin Huan in Chinese, so after the Chinese class was over, he deliberately handed over his notes to Qin Huan: "Hey... take it and copy it, I didn't see the blackboard very clearly just now... ..." Qin Huan was shorter, and Li Bai and Han Xin sat in the second-to-last place in the classroom because of their height.

Qin Huan pushed it away ignorantly: "I'm just because it's hard to refuse the head teacher's order...After all, I'm Chinese, so how bad can my language be?"

Halfway through the evening self-study, a Chinese paper signed by Qin Huan with a score of 68 and a score of 150 was gently placed on his desk. Li Bai next to him glanced at him and suppressed a smile, and Qin Huan's face turned red again.

It took Qin Huan a long time to realize that he secretly glanced at Li Bai's desk, wanting to see his grades, but his desk was empty and the papers were not handed out.

Then I heard the Chinese teacher hold a paper on it and say to the whole class: "Well... the teacher knows that the composition topic this time is a bit tricky. Everyone generally did not achieve satisfactory results in this test, but my hand I still want to share this high-scoring essay with everyone." Then he looked at Li Bai and said, "Li Bai, come up and read the essay you wrote."

Li Bai walked up to read his composition with a smile.

Li Bai walked up to read his composition with a smile.

The students below all sneered unconvinced, especially those who played well with him, the better the relationship, the more they love to tear things apart.

"Brother Baibai... Honestly speaking, did you copy it?"

"It must have been copied!"

Li Bai rolled their eyes: "Brother, is this literary talent? You should be jealous."

"Okay, okay." The teacher hurriedly stopped their frolicking that had nothing to do with the class, and went on to class.

Li Bai returned to his place and put the 132-point Chinese paper on the table.