On the way home from school, Jiang Zhouhe didn't speak much, which showed that he was disgusted with the previous things.
However, his character decided that he would not complain like a girl. He was simply silent and had his own thoughts in his heart.
Back home, Si Luoyu is still thinking about the students' discussion about himself and Jiang Zhouhe in the daytime. It's really a disgusting thing to talk about others behind his back, but it seems normal to think about it. It's really a brain wasting thing.
The more I think about it, the more I feel headache. I just don't want to.
Entering the bathroom, she plans to write a hot bath. After a day's class, she is very tired. Hot water has a good relaxing effect.
After a hot bath, she sat beside the bed with her wet hair, cross legged, and wiped her hair feebly. She thought it would be much easier after a hot bath, but the heat made the whole person very sleepy.
Yawn, Si Luoyu just want to fall on the bed, regardless of lying down for a while, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a soft female voice: "Luoyu, what are you doing?"
Luoyu silk was ready to have a rest, but worried that her daughter would come back hungry after school, so she specially made supper. Although it's not good to eat too much at night, especially when it's too late.
But as parents, they are always worried about their children's hunger, especially when they are still in school, they are always worried that they are too tired to study.
Si Luoyu hit a hache, casually said: "come in."
Seeing the lazy appearance of Si Luoyu, Luoyu silk took the towel from her hand, wiping her hair and nagging: "why don't you blow dry?"
"Sleepy." With that, Si Luoyu yawned again.
Smell speech, Luo rain silk dotes on drown of smile, patted her head, continue to say: "still really is a small rascal, that you hungry not hungry, want to eat some supper."
Si Luoyu shakes her head and says she doesn't want to eat. It's very late now. She just wants to sleep.
After a few days, she obviously felt that the study in high school was very different from that in the past. High school was more tired. Besides the inherent fatigue of knowledge, high school also had pressure.
Considerate of the child's hard work, Luoyu silk said that she would not disturb, let her go to bed early, as before in siluoyu childhood, she gently kisses her forehead, she quietly out of the room.
In the twinkling of an eye, the next day, Si Luoyu went to school as usual and came to the class.
Surprisingly, she and the monitor went to the classroom door together. They looked at each other. She took the lead in removing her eyes. This does not mean that she showed weakness, but that he simply felt that the monitor was not worth mentioning in her eyes.
Although they had seen each other, they didn't stop and walked towards the classroom door which seemed unable to let them pass at the same time.
The same pace, two people will inevitably bump together, looked up at the monitor, Si Luoyu did not show weakness.
"To rob?" Chin up, she said.
"It's just a classroom. There's no need to use the word rob." The other side is milder than her.
"Yes? That's all between you and me? "
As soon as this remark came out, the monitor was a little guilty, but if she was allowed to give up like this, it would be as if she had lowered her head. She was really unconvinced. Her mouth was slightly open, as if she had something to say. But Si Luoyu's eyes were slightly open, and the monitor seemed to have lowered his head. Maybe it was because Si Luoyu had experienced more than her since childhood. They were different.
I always talk about her behind her back, probably with envy.
"Please." The monitor said. Since no matter how you look at it, this time this morning you lost, you should give in.
SLO Yu Yu Guang glanced at the monitor. In addition to frustration, there was an expression on her face that she could not understand. Because she had never experienced it, she could not understand it.
But she thought silently in her heart, I hope I don't feel this emotion. After all, it seems that the monitor's behavior is a bit bad.
Sitting in her seat, before the bell rang in class, she chatted with her deskmate in silence. It didn't matter, but she mentioned the Chinese teacher who was going to teach them today.
"I heard it's a very young brother." My deskmate looks crazy.
Helplessly shaking his head, one hand clenched his face, one hand turned the book at hand, replied: "what are you thinking, do you still want to come to a teacher-student love, wake up."
My deskmate thinks about it, too. He can only talk about other topics with sloyu.
As soon as the bell rings, the noisy classroom becomes very quiet. Except for the sound of turning books, it's probably just the sound of breathing.
Normally at this time, there should be teachers into the classroom, but when other classes of teachers have entered the classroom, their class of Chinese teachers have not come.
Until five minutes later, a young man came to their classroom in a hurry.
As expected, the other party's destination was their classroom. When he came in, he put down his textbook and turned to write down his name on the blackboard with white chalk. His slender fingers were like drawing on the blackboard. After brushing a few strokes, he wrote his name.
"I'm sorry I'm late for class." The other person's face is really good-looking.
There are already some people in the class talking in a low voice, most of them are girls, discussing the identity of the person on the platform, as well as his good-looking.
"From today on, I am your Chinese teacher, and I will learn Chinese knowledge with you."
As soon as the voice fell, many girls in the class immediately became crazy.
Si Luoyu looks at the Chinese teacher on the platform. She is very familiar with her appearance and voice, because she is not a stranger, but someone she knows and knows.
"Really handsome." My deskmate touched her and whispered.
Si Luoyu smoked silk at the corner of her mouth. I'm really sorry. She didn't feel good after watching it for so many years. However, she said that she would probably pull hatred, so she whispered: "en, handsome."
If someone who is familiar with Si Luoyu can understand that she is perfunctory.
Taking advantage of the blackboard writing of the people on the platform, Si Luoyu put his hand on his forehead to cover his sight. He turned back slightly and looked at Jiang Zhouhe. Sure enough, his eyes were looking at the people on the platform.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhouhe looks at Si Luoyu, and their eyes meet.
Sloyu's eyes moved and said, "what's the matter?"
The so-called Chinese teacher is a piano teacher who has been teaching her and Jiang Zhouhe to learn piano since childhood. I don't know what happened, so I came to teach Chinese. Jiang Zhouhe shook his head and his face also showed a puzzled expression. He was as surprised as Si Luoyu that their piano teacher came to school to teach them.
Usually everyone is together in class. He doesn't know what sloyu doesn't know.
After receiving Jiang Zhouhe's reply, Si Luoyu shook his head helplessly, so he had to continue to look at the people on the platform and listen to his lecture.