MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 377 Don't be afraid, we are all here

  Chapter 377 Don't be afraid, we are all here

   "It's not decided yet."

  When Song Zixi answered, the class bell rang.

  He smacked his lips at the untimely bell, and said to the two: "I'll take my seat first, and we'll talk after class."

   Nodding her chin, Gong Jiu yawned silently, as if the bell for class was her sleeping whistle, and when the time came, she felt drowsy.

  Lin Yao looked at the boy's hazy eyes with drooping eyelids, turned around, and opened the book.

   "Jiudu, Lao Liu will twitch his back in a while, you should take a look too," she thought for a while, and then placed the text between the two of them.

   Under the laziness of the young man's gaze, Lin Yao pursed her lips.

  Silently retracted the book.

   Well, for Yu Gong Jiuan, it doesn't make any difference whether he smokes or not.

  However, just when she received half of the book, someone pressed the other end of the open book, and then, the young Ruyu's finger was rubbing the page number on the corner of the book

  Gong Jiu glanced at the pages of the book with downcast eyes, turned his head, took out the Chinese book from a stack of books pushed neatly and high on his desk, and opened it according to the number he had just read.

  Entering the purpose, it is a piece of classical Chinese.

   Li Bai's "The Road to Shu is Difficult".

  Hiding the slight surprise in her heart, Lin Yao stared several times at the boy who looked down at the book casually with his head down.

  For some reason, it always feels a little weird.

  When did Gong Jiuhan become a person who can obediently endorse?

  Over there, Song Zixi had just returned to his seat and sat down on his front foot, when the Chinese teacher came in with a book on his back foot.

   "Stand up! Hello teacher~"

   "Hi teacher~"

  Gong Jiulan lazily stood up and bowed halfway, and sat back after getting the teacher's permission.

"Okay, let's open the book, you review it, and take turns reciting the names when they are read." Lao Liu is a middle-aged man wearing a pair of glasses. He flipped through the roster and began to roll the name: "Wang Zhi, Wang Qingya..."

Every time a name is called, Lao Liu's small eyes will lift up to glance at this person first, and inadvertently sweep to a place near the window to close up, his retracted eyes suddenly stop, squint to look over, look up He adjusted his glasses: "Hey, isn't this Zhanshen Gong Jiuyin from our No. 1 Middle School? What wind brought you here?"

   His voice fell, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

   Gong Jiuhan, whose eyelids were half-closed, was inexplicably caught by the cue, propped his head and looked towards the stage.

  His beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned.

   God of War? call her?

   Also, what kind of nickname is this?

  Gong Jiu's deep eyes were full of disgust.

   "Teacher, there is no wind today, and he walked on two legs!"

   Someone below echoed.

  Old Liu put down the book in his hand, and glanced at the boy: "Wang Lin, it seems that you memorize your books well, and you will be the first one in a while."

   "Hey, I'll go~ No, Lao Liu!"

  The boy was dumbfounded when he heard this.

   There were bursts of laughter again in the classroom.

   "Okay, Gong Jiudu, you will be counted as the one who endorsed later." Old Liu stood on the podium, his eyes fell on the young man again, "The God of War must also return to reality."

   "Good teacher."

   Lazily replied, Gong Jiu's expression was still light, and Lin Yao who was standing next to her raised her forehead for a while.

  She turned her head and lowered her voice: "Ah dumb, if you can't memorize it today, you need to copy the book. Old Liu said it last time."

  If not, how could this group of guys in the class look like quails when they were called just now.

   "Really," Gong Jiu was not surprised. She turned her eyes and glanced at the girl who was obviously feeling sorry for her. A smile flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand to rub Lin Yao's head.

"don’t worry."

  Caught off guard by Lin Yao who patted her head, she was stunned. She blinked her eyes, and in her sight, the boy had already retracted his hand and landed his finger on the book.

  The light outside the window of the rebel, the side face is as handsome as jade.

   began to overlap with the scenes in memory.

   Breathing lightly, Lin Yao turned around, dragged the book with one hand, and raised the other hand unconsciously.

   Slowly landed on the place the boy touched just now, and patted it lightly twice.

   Unable to hold back, he raised his lips.

   It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time, but I will still be happy to see him again.

  She turned her head to look at the person who was reading with her head down, pursed her lips, pulled out her notebook, and tore off a sheet.

   Gong Jiuhan, who was looking at the series of classical Chinese texts, felt that someone had gently poked her elbow. She looked sideways, and in her sight was the girl's slender wrist, which was pinched between her fingers by the handed paper.

  Looking at Lin Yao in confusion, Gong Jiu silently took the note and opened the place where the words were written.

   "Jiuan, don't be afraid of things on the Internet, the whole No. 1 Middle School is behind you, including me!"

  The handwriting is particularly graceful and beautiful.

   At a glance, you can feel that the person who wrote this sentence is serious.

   After a slight pause, Gong Jiu looked sideways, Lin Yao smiled at her and then lowered her head.

  The fingertips that were pinching the note curled up faintly, and clipped it into the pages of the book. Gong Jiu's drooping eyes, with eyelashes like wings, swept across some unknown expressions.

  Finally, Gong Jiuhan recited the article completely under the amazed eyes of the whole class.

  The young man was not standing straight, even a little lazy, but he spoke clearly without any pause.

  After she finished reciting, Lao Liu leaned on the podium table and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, quite surprised:

   "The young man is not bad, the smoothness is beyond my expectation."

Originally, Gong Jiu was ordered to recite the book because he had a tricky mentality towards this student. Lao Liu didn't really want her to memorize it. Memorize the article and memorize it.

  But unfortunately, this person really knows it, which surprised him a lot.

   Breathed out, Lao Liu waved his hand: "Okay, sit down, keep it up, who's next, hurry up!"

  Facing everyone's disbelieving gazes, Gong Jiu sat back silently, spread out on the back table, with a carefree and indifferent expression.

  Lin Yao couldn't help shaking her head in surprise, and sighed: "I didn't realize that Jiuyin has such a good memory!"

   No wonder I told her before that I am not afraid, love is the talent.

   Pulling the corner of her lips lightly, Gong Jiu said silently: "This chapter is short."

  Lin Yao smacked her lips thoughtfully.

  This "Difficult Road to Shu" is a little shorter than the other classical Chinese essays, and it is easier to memorize, but it is not as easy as Gong Jiuhan said.

  During lunch, I met Ye He and Liu Qiang.

   In the cafeteria, there was a crowd of people wearing school uniforms and carrying plates. At a glance, there were rows of school uniforms of the same color.

   But from a distance, Ye He was holding the plate, and saw the three people sitting in the row by the window.

   So he lifted his foot and walked over.

  When Ye He and Liu Qiang were sitting next to each other, Song Zixi was discussing with Lin Yao where to go to play today.

   "Student Gong, what a coincidence." He greeted Gong Jiuan, then turned to look at Song Zixi and Lin Yao, the corners of his lips curved slightly, as if mixed with curiosity: "What are you talking about?"

   Lips touched, Song Zixi saw him with a look of disgust.

   "Hey, it's rare to see Young Master Ye in the cafeteria."

  Ye He took a bite of his meal: "After all, I don't see Young Master Song very much."

  Yo heh, I'm kind of holding a grudge.

  But it's not a day or two for this person to hold grudges.

   "Forget it, because you worked so hard for the school's honor before, I will live in peace with you for the time being."

   Tut, Song Zixi curled his lips and turned to continue chatting with Lin Yao:

   "You said how about we go to dinner first, and then go to sing K? Anyway, there will be no classes tomorrow weekend, so I just want to have fun."

   Swallowing the food in her mouth, Lin Yao thought for a while: "It's all right, but my house has access control time, and I have to go home before ten o'clock in the evening."

  She rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, it might make it difficult for you to have fun."

   "Before ten o'clock?" Song Zixi was surprised: "Is your family so strict?"

   "It's not that the family tradition is strict," Lin Yao shook her head: "That's what it does to me. Cousins ​​and cousins ​​are much more free than me."

  Because of previous experiences, the family paid extra attention to her, the youngest girl, and everything big and small would be planned.

  She is used to it too.

   It was better to live on campus later, but I still have to go home on weekends. Going home means that my work and rest will continue as usual.

  Obviously he also knew what was going on in Lin Yao's family, and Song Zixi didn't say anything.

   After thinking for a while, he waved his hand:

   "It's okay, there's enough time, I'll book a place in advance, and we can just go there after school."

   "Why, is there something good?" Ye He ate a chopstick of rice, looking very interested: "Anyway, Liu Qiang and I have nothing to do, why don't we have a share?"

  Ye He Youyou gave Liu Qiang a look.

  Liu Qiang, who knows water, immediately followed:

   "Brother He and I haven't trained during this time, so we're just idle!"

"You two didn't train?" Song Zixi looked at him suspiciously, "I remember that the Fighting Club usually has club training activities, why, don't you take this opportunity because I cheated you last time? Eat it back?"

   "Don't look at me with your narrow eyes, Young Master Song?" Ye He took a breath, "It looks like I'm just like you."

   "Hey, how did you talk?" Song Zixi raised his brows and snorted coldly: "We don't know each other well enough to eat and sing K together, do we?"

  Hearing this, Ye He propped his head on his chopsticks and looked at him intently: "Just now, Young Master Song didn't tell me that I forgot to have dinner with Young Master Song. We didn't seem to know each other well at that time, did we?"

   It's over, I talked too much and forgot about it.

   Song Zixi was rarely choked.

  Seeing that the two of them were about to choke again, Lin Yao interrupted at the right time:

   "Well, you are welcome to come and play together. There are so many people. Our current priority is where to go. Let's think about this important thing first!"

  Liu Qiang, who was serious about cooking, also raised his head: "Yes, yes!"

  Holding the chopsticks, she picked up a piece of lettuce on the dinner plate, and Gong Jiu glanced at a few people indifferently. At this moment, there was a vibration in the pocket of the school uniform.

  Eating in a leisurely manner, Gong Jiu took out the Bluetooth with one hand and put it in his ear, then unhurriedly took out the phone and swiped the answer button.

"What's up?"

  (end of this chapter)