An early summer front of a wisp of broken divergence down, Han Qilu stay in a daze, finally come back to God to walk in the past.

The desk is very big. An chuxia moved his laptop to one side and made room for Han Qilu. Han Qilu went to sit down and said, "I didn't mean anything else just now. Don't be angry."

When the devil Han Qilu will take the initiative to apologize, rare things, even before Han Qilu also rarely put down his face. The anger in an chuxia's heart had already disappeared, but her facial expression was still stiff.

"Let's talk about it first. You can't understand Chinese." An chuxia asked Han Qilu, but he didn't look at him. Instead, he lowered his head and turned over several pages of Han Qilu's Chinese books.

Chinese should be learned by taking notes frequently. Han Qilu's Chinese books are as new as they were bought. Except for the three big characters of "Han Qilu" written on the first side, they didn't write any more words!

Han Qilu didn't know what an chuxia was thinking. She just thought that she was still angry and sat on her left side a little. She was closer to an chuxia. Almost all of her eyelashes could be counted.

"Don't be angry. Are you still angry?"

Hearing the sound, an chuxia raised his head from the Chinese book. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the face of Han Qilu, which was magnified n times. He was surprised, but then he calmed down. Han asked, leaning back from the class, she did not take notes

"Ah?" Han Qilu's face flashed a glimmer of confusion, turned to look at the Chinese book on the table, this just knew that an chuxia asked about his textbook.

"How could..." Han Qilu died duck mouth hard, then said: "I've all written in the classroom notes."

God knows if his class notes have been made. He never took a break in Chinese class that afternoon!

"That's good. Get your class notes." An chuxia is quite like a strict teacher. Han Qilu can't help laughing at his rigid appearance.

Seeing Han Qilu's inexplicable smile, an chuxia asked uneasily, "what are you laughing at? I want you to get your class notes

Class notes?

The smile on Han Qilu's face stopped. Where can he produce a class note? But do you want to tell an chuxia that he lied to her just now, and he never took Chinese notes at all? It's a shame. Absolutely not!

After thinking about it quickly, Han Qilu cocked his legs and said, "let's go to school now. If you let me go to school now, it's estimated that it's just in time for the evening peak. Then we won't have to go to dinner again."

It seems that Jiang Yuanyuan still attaches great importance to the dinner party. For a while, he can't get back his notes. An chuxia has to give up.

"Well, tell me where you usually lose points." An chuxia zhengse road.

When asked, the distance between the two people was close enough, and the soft gas from an chuxia's speech stirred his heart.

I really want to tell her that she thinks of everything!

Han Qilu bit his teeth and turned his head and said, "I don't know."

This guy really said that he would turn over his face. He was fine just now. Why did he turn gloomy again? She didn't remember breaking his restless line so much.

If you don't know, you don't know An chuxia sighed in his heart.

In fact, when she knew that Jiang Yuanyuan asked her to help Han Qilu make-up lessons, although her face did not show any joy, it did not prevent her from letting Han Qilu into the door.

It made her feel hopeless.

An chuxia took a deep breath, put aside the complicated emotions and said, "how many points do you usually get in writing?"

An chuxia's questions, he will still answer, although the mood suddenly because of the thought to the man Kui that trouble and become bad.

"The last composition was" I learned forks from others. " Han Qilu's face showed a superb expression: "what do you need to learn from others?"

The corner of an chuxia's mouth twitches unconsciously, and then comes the narcissistic and arrogant seven record young master!

"And then?" She suppressed her impulse to beat Han Qilu and asked in a low voice.

"And then I didn't write it." Han Qilu raised his eyelids and said with great pride: "after the exam, I went to the teacher who gave me the question. The teacher assured me that I would never have such a problem that would damage my young master's identity."

Han Qilu's memory should be before she came to the Han family. That is to say, he didn't write the composition because he didn't like the title of the composition. He went to see the teacher directly and asked him not to make such a topic in the future.

This is really what Han Qilu can do.

An chuxia bit his teeth and thought, he is blind or what, will like this kind of young master!

"Why don't you talk?" Han Qilu looked at an chuxia's face blue and white, and asked in doubt, "are you uncomfortable?""I'm comfortable." An chuxia calmed down his emotion and turned his Chinese book to the classical Chinese: "composition still depends on the accumulation at ordinary times. I can't teach you anything. In the future, don't forget to write a composition. You can get a lot of points if you write casually. I'll teach you classical Chinese. "

"Classical Chinese?" Han Qilu a listen, repeatedly waved: "a say this make sleepy, change some other."

Later, the development of things completely violated the original intention of an chuxia.

"Ah, pain!" A roar came from the room.

An chuxia stretched out his hand to lift up Han Qilu's feet, and Han Qilu fell to the ground. Han Qilu still can't distinguish between the dark and the dark. When an chuxia had already pulled him up, he asked with a cold face: "do you want to learn?"

As expected, he is worthy of the woman, even when angry is so lovely, Han Qilu is very proud of his own vision.

"I ask you, learn or not..." An chuxia has no idea what Han Qilu is thinking. He only knows that this guy is afraid to be hard or not. If he is soft for the first time, he will never be hard again

"Learn, of course!" Han Qilu immediately changed into a vigorous look: "this young master's favorite is classical Chinese, just can cultivate sentiment!"

An chuxia rolled his eyes: "learning this can't cultivate your sentiment. Sit down

Han Qilu had no choice but to knead the part of his fall and sit down. Now he didn't dare to cross his legs any more.

"First of all, we need to know a few common function words in classical Chinese." An chuxia said in a reasonable way, but Han Qilu was not so interested in listening to her words in classical Chinese. She only looked at an early summer pink lips.

"Well, let's first understand these function words in classical Chinese, and now we can use them flexibly." An chuxia put the draft paper aside, took the Chinese textbook, turned to a classical Chinese article, pointed to a "Er" character and asked, "look, what's the usage of this' er '

Han Qilu came back to his mind and looked along the pen point of an chuxia.

A Chinese character doesn't look like that one for a long time. After reading it for a long time, Han Qilu turned to an chuxia and asked, "is this word 'er'

She really wants to chop Han Qilu into French fries in minutes and eat it with tomato sauce!

"Can you be serious?" There was some anger in her eyes.

Just now, she introduced to him the usage of some commonly used function words very seriously. This guy seems to have listened very carefully. He has been looking at her all the time, but how can he make his answer not serious?

"Good, good, serious." Han Qilu's face showed helplessness: "the meaning of the word" Er "is "And"... "

"It means turning point!" Han Qilu didn't say why for a long time. An chuxia was in a hurry and clapped his hand on the table: "the one I'm looking for is the simplest. Didn't you listen to my lecture just now?"

Because she was in a hurry, an chuxia's face showed two flushes. She noticed that Han Qilu looked at herself cautiously. She only felt strange all over her body. She nodded in a hurry and didn't look at Han Qilu. She said angrily, "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

"Yes." Han Qilu on both sides of the mouth a bend, showing white teeth.

The smile was innocent. An chuxia turned back to glance at him, but he couldn't breathe again: "come on, I'd better tell you again. This time, I'll just talk about the usage of the word" and ". You have to listen to me carefully."

Listen to words, see Han Qilu repeatedly nodded: "I must listen carefully!"

Remember or not, of course, is another matter!

Even if she only explained the usage of the word "and", it really cost her a lot of saliva. Finally, an chuxia coughed gently and cleared her throat that felt dry. When she watched Han Qilu again, she found that this guy fell asleep on the table!

No wonder she felt so quiet!

"Hello, Han Qilu, get up for me!" An chuxia frowned tightly and stretched out his hand to push Han Qilu. At that time, Han Qilu was sleeping with his head in one hand. When an chuxia pushed, he fell back because his center of gravity was unstable.

As a result, when he found that he had fallen back, he unconsciously reached out to grab an chuxia's arm. She held on to her right arm, but it was too late for her to grasp the table.

A whirl of the earth and a dull sound, she gorgeous fell on the body of Han Qilu, and Han Qilu directly landed on the back of his head, but an chuxia felt that he hugged himself subconsciously.

That's to protect her from falling pain

"You..." An chuxia's eyes stare like Tongling. Can she understand that Han Qilu still cares about her?

An chuxia was at a commanding position. After the toss just now, his hair was scattered, and a few strands of hair still fell on Han Qilu's nose.

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