Chapter 79

Song Ci leaned against the tree trunk with his slender body in a white sweater, which reminded him of a perfect arc of crime and faintly spit out two words: "all."

"Ah!" Lin lechao's face turned red when he heard the answer. After a sound, he suddenly ran away like flying.

Song Ci turned his eyes, some speechless.

The two people obviously had a very common interaction. In the eyes of Liang Boan lying on the ground, they were flirting!

Looking at Song Ci, I almost burst out fire in my eyes.

Song Ci looked at Liang Boan contemptuously, then turned around without hesitation and walked in the direction of the high and middle teaching building.

Liang Boan is not bad. Although his family background is not as prominent as that of the Song family and the Chu family, he can also be regarded as a third rate family.

In addition, he is also the Minister of the Ministry of culture and entertainment, and his achievements are also in the front of Yanjing University, where there is a flood of talents. The whole person can be said to be good.

However, this means of pursuing people really opened the eyes of Song Ci.

Even, sometimes, Song Ci wants to break Liang Boan's brain and see what coquettish operations are installed in it!

However, Song Ci thought that Liang Boan was not enough for her to pay attention.

Where Song Ci didn't know, Liang Boan's eyes were like poison.

Liang Boan wrote down this revenge. He can't brazenly retaliate against Song Ci. However, when he has the opportunity, Liang Boan will spare no effort to trip Song Ci.

Looking at the visible footprints on the white shirt, Liang Boan got up from the ground and began to clean it carefully.

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On the other hand, Song Ci has returned to high school.

As soon as I entered the classroom, the bell rang outside.

Song Ci calmly sat back to her position. She didn't play with the computer or sleep. She was ready to take a class seriously.

The white fingers crossed on the table. Song Ci sat upright and loose, waiting for the teacher to come.

Soon, a middle-aged bald man came in with a triangle and teaching materials.

Put the textbook on the desk. Before the monitor got up and called to stand up, the middle-aged teacher on the podium saw the last row, sitting upright... A ghost Song Ci.

The middle-aged teacher took a puff from the corner of his eye, then caught off guard, picked up the textbook on the podium and said:

"Self study in this class." then, in the incredible eyes of the students, he quickly walked out of the classroom.

Students: NIMA math teacher, didn't you say that you taught new knowledge in this class?

What the hell is self-study?!

Song Ci: MMP, is it so difficult to take a class seriously?

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. In fact, Song Ci also knows why.

The math teacher actually listened carefully and responsibly.

However... The math teacher was beaten by Song Ci's original body and a group of other friends, which led to the teacher's deep hatred of Song Ci, but he couldn't do anything about Song Ci.

However, seeing Song Ci, the math teacher remembered the fear of being dominated by fists. Therefore, he didn't go to class. Let the students study by themselves.

As soon as the math teacher left, Song Ci had a headache.

That kind of look like nothing came again.

Song Ci: MMP!

Taking out the laptop in the desk cabinet, Song Ci simply went out of the classroom.

She'd better not come to math class in the future.

Not to mention delaying the students' learning of mathematics, there is a faint momentum of being regarded as a national treasure.

Song Ci didn't want to.

After leaving the classroom, looking at the quiet corridor, Song Ci felt... Life is really lonely like snow.