Chapter 47

Today is the first time that Lu Ziheng was punished to stand in his student career. He was not sad because he was criticized by his teacher. On the contrary, he doesn't mind more accidents in his life like today.

Shen Qinghuan took out the latest Chinese textbook from his schoolbag and turned to Li Bai's sleepwalking grandma's farewell.

Lu's mother liked the romance of Li Taibai, so when Lu Ziheng was a child, she asked him to read Tang poetry.

Lu Ziheng is talented. He learns everything quickly and never forgets what he has memorized for a long time.

He stood quietly next to Shen Qinghuan and listened to her whisper reading the contents of the book: "when seafaring tourists talk about Yingzhou, the smoke waves are boundless and the letter is difficult to find... An Neng can destroy his eyebrows and bend his waist. It's a matter of power, which makes me unhappy."

Lu Ziheng might have classified Shen Qinghuan as a good baby if he hadn't seen Shen Qinghuan kill Matt's hair when eating barbecue and hit wenhuaibei this morning.

Shen Qinghuan whispered it three times and was probably able to recite it. She put the textbook against her chin and tied the horsetail again.

All the movements were seen by Lu Ziheng. He moved his throat, and his heart began to be restless again.

"Can you recite the text?" Lu Ziheng asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Shen Qinghuan raised her head, her eyelashes moved slightly, but she soon wanted to understand that the world of learning God was only learning, "the text is almost the same. But now our dictation is mainly understanding? There are some words I don't quite understand. "

"Which one?" Lu Ziheng approached slowly.

"There are things in 'everything flows in the East' and 'an Neng bows down to destroy eyebrows and dignitaries', but the explanations are different."

"One is a noun, something. Since ancient times, everything has been like water flowing eastward, gone forever. " Lu Ziheng paused. His slender fingertips pointed to Shen Qinghuan's textbook, "one is a verb, serving. How can you humble yourself to serve those powerful people? In different contexts, part of speech will also change. "

"Oh." Shen Qinghuan closed the text and didn't forget to praise Lu Ziheng. Compared with the previous Chinese teacher, Lu Ziheng's explanation was simple and clear, "thank you, Mr. Lu."

"You're welcome." Lu Ziheng took advantage of the situation to say what he had been hiding in his heart. "Everyone has successfully changed from alumni to classmates. The title of the general classmate is a little rusty. It's closer to the name... "

Shen Qinghuan felt that Lu Ziheng made a lot of sense. Her beautiful apricot eyes smiled, "then I'll call Lu's name directly in the future."

"Each other."

Hearing her mouth shouting her name, Lu Ziheng's clean and handsome face rose a trace of ruddy.

At this time, Qin Muzhi's loud voice came from the classroom.

The same is true of worldly pleasure.

He thought that Taibai was in line with his current mood.

"Qinghuan."

When Lu Ziheng's teeth pointed with Shen Qinghuan's name, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Do you want to go back to the classroom?"

The boy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes are close at hand. Shen Qinghuan always feels that Lu Ziheng seems to have some less intelligent children.

Otherwise, why keep asking yourself nonsense!

If he didn't have to stand together, she would have sat back in the classroom by now.

Now ask these questions again, do you mean to add blocking to yourself?

Shen Qinghuan didn't want to make trouble again. She pursed her lips and remained silent.