Chapter 1844 The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (59)
Xia Hanyang's learning attitude is very good.
Bai Weiwei is particularly satisfied.
Every time she arranged last night, he actually did it.
She felt that when the system came back, Xia Hanyang recalculated the Xueba Index without eighty or sixty.
After all, the process of reviewing the basics of the third year is perfectly expressed through the answers to his questions.
Some topics, even her own mysterious people, feel that they are especially geniuses.
She looked at Xia Hanyang's gaze, and she was as gentle as a mother.
Really good.
It is estimated that this guy will rise when the task of the branch is thawed.
If the branch task is not working well, it will not be difficult for them.
After all, the rule is that the school does not allow to fall in love with Xue Qu.
If it is not learning slag?
It is estimated that you can fall in love.
That plane is simply easier than vacation.
Bai Weiwei is facing a dull Xia Hanyang, how to see how pleasing to the eye.
And this guy's IQ is so low, it's normal to feel so easy to rise, she doesn't have to be scared.
When Xia Hanyang handed in his homework, Bai Weiwei looked at his eyes and made him excited to goose bumps.
This fresh feeling.
The flattery of others is also uninteresting.
Can not meet Bai Weiwei's encouraging eyes.
He now carries a schoolbag with a brand new one, but he is deliberately graffitied, folded books and Bai Weiwei go to school.
He was forced to go to school before, just want to carry the explosives bag to the school.
Now he followed Bai Weiwei, and he was very interested in going to school with two school bags.
As for why it is two school bags, after all, how can a man let his woman back the bag, of course, to help back.
So under the eyes of the whole class.
Xia Hanyang is back to class.
Come to class every day.
This is not to let them live.
If it is not these days, Xia Hanyang is still safe, these students are expected to cry to the principal's room with the teacher.
However, Xia Hanyang is sitting in the class, just like the town.
Both students and teachers are alive and well.
Xia Hanyang can't read the things like dogs, and there is a crying face behind him every day.
He came to learn what happened.
This school was built for him.
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It made him seem like a bully who bullied the male tyrant.
Bai Weiwei suddenly knocked his forehead with a pen. "What do you think? Review."
She took out the book.
Draw a function diagram on the handwriting with a pen.
And Xia Hanyang reached out to his forehead, and he was not happy at all. He just picked it up. "There is no rest in class. You only have books in your eyes."
Bai Weiwei turned the book. "Students' reading is serious."
Xia Hanyang laughed. "Who said that this is serious, and there are more serious things going on?"
Bai Weiwei: "For example?"
Xia Hanyang saw her raise her eyes, and the eyelids under the eyelashes, although with a misty sputum, each time she focused on him, there was always a stream of spring flowing inside.
It’s so beautiful that he can’t help it...
Xia Hanyang pressed his hand and smiled and said, "I still study serious."
He is full of thoughts that are not serious.
She didn't like him before, and he was almost overbearing.
Certainly provoked.
Now her attitude has softened, and he has started to be as fearful as a tortoise.
I dare not be too much for her.
Worried that she is angry.
(End of this chapter)