As a junior miscellaneous teacher, Luo Qingtong has a close look. The teaching time in Songcheng is basically arranged in the last class in the afternoon. After one day's class, it is all over.

It's just

Luo Qingtong looks at the class attendance table of the first half of the year in Songcheng. The radian of his lips is pumping and pumping. It's almost up to heaven!

Peat!

This song city is beyond comparison!

Luo Qingtong looked at his page full, all red XX, on behalf of the sign did not attend, do not know what to say!

She calculated that in the first half of the year, song Cheng attended the class only three times!

The whole first half of the year! He just came to class three times!

How did he stay in Tianyu branch!

Luo Qingtong looked at his appalling attendance, the whole person is not good!

She entered the junior class in order to get close to song Cheng, a strange person who can't even get out!

This time, he didn't even attend the courses arranged by the college!

How can I get close to him and learn from him!

Luo Qingtong stares at the full screen of red XX. He seriously considers whether he wants to report a wave to the college.

But think song Cheng has been in Tianyu branch for such a long time. If he dares to do so, he must rely on it!

Maybe the college doesn't care about the junior class at all and let them live and die on their own.

That's the trouble.

Luo Qingtong turns his eyebrow and looks at the timetable in his hand. He will have a formal class tomorrow. It is reasonable that all the tutors should appear.

She'll just wait and see.

If song Cheng doesn't appear on such an important day tomorrow, she will have to change her mind.

If it's not clear, it's dark!

Thinking, Luo Qingtong put away the schedule.

The next day, she took yeqianyu to class.

The latter wore a small silver mask on his face, which just covered his small half of his face, and covered xiaomingzun's round face, which was soft and cute, but still handsome and extraordinary.

This mask is naturally made by Luo Qingtong.

Night thousand don't want to stay in sleeve bag, Luoqing pupil also don't want to choke him.

However, the face of the supreme of the underworld has never been exposed in front of people. Luo Qingtong doesn't want to let xiaomingzun's face appear in front of people, so he makes a small mask for him.

The mask is the same as Luo Qingtong's Luocha ghost face, but only half of it covers the face of night, half angel and half devil, but it doesn't damage his beauty.

On the contrary, it makes xiaomingzun look more lovely.

Luo Qingtong looked at him with the dignity of this small shape, really can't help, holding people on the PA Ji kiss several.

Xiaomingzun stares at her, struggling for a long time, and can only let her go.

Hum, this woman is becoming less and less reserved!

But though he thought so, his eyes were not bright, and his lips were slightly raised.

Luoqingtong came to the classroom of the lower class with yeqiangu in her arms, while Xiangzhu was sleeping sweetly in her sleeve bag.

I haven't had a good sleep these days?

Luo Qingtong walks into the classroom of the junior class and goes directly to his seat.

However, at this time, a figure suddenly rushed in from the outside of the classroom.

The speed of that figure is very fast, Luo Qingtong is right in front of him.

He this blunt, just straight toward Luo clear pupil bumped to come over.