Qiao Yun came to his seat under everyone's gaze, but Yan Yihe still sat there and refused to get up.
"Class is about to start, student Yan, don't you need to make preparations before class?"
Nan Jun changed the English book in his hand and said without raising his head.
Yan Yihe's face turned red, and then he reluctantly stood up and returned to his seat.
Qiao Yun seemed to be sitting in front of Nan Jun as if nothing had happened, but no one knew that his fingers holding the water glass had turned white, and his legs hidden in the large school uniform were trembling a little.
Although Qiao Yun's grades are good, the classmates in the class have never looked at him with that kind of eyes. Today, Nan Jun's two words made him the focus of the whole class.
"Today, the English teacher asked for leave. Chemistry is in this class."
The chemistry teacher with black-rimmed glasses threw the lesson plan in his hand on the podium, splashing chalk dust. The students in the front row couldn't help coughing, but no one dared to talk too much.
The background of this chemistry teacher is not simple. I heard that his wife is a well-known business tycoon in the imperial capital, and no one dares to offend him easily.
In the previous sessions, a senior sister had slept in his class and was taken away by her family the next day.
It's just that the chemistry class changed suddenly, and many people didn't bring books, but this living Hades has a rule that those who don't bring books in his class will have to stand in the corridor as punishment.
The phoenix eyes in the black-framed glasses swept away, and immediately several people stood up tremblingly, including the honest and friendly Qiao Yun.
Qiao Yun usually brought all the books with him, but he accidentally fell asleep during the preview last night, probably because the book fell in the middle of the quilt and he didn't see it, so he didn't find it in the drawer.
He is different from other students. Even if he is kicked out of Jingcheng Middle School, he can still go to another school based on his family's conditions.
If he was kicked out without this high scholarship, he would never have the chance to go to school again.
Suddenly, a chemistry book was thrown from behind and landed on Qiao Yun's desk, and his body that had just stood up was pressed down by a thin white hand.
Du Zhijun's eyes fell on Nan Jun who was standing in the last row, and he glanced at Qiao Yun in front of Nan Jun, with a flash of clarity in his eyes.
"If you're new here, it's fine if you don't bring any books with you on the first day, and next time, just stand outside the door like them."
As soon as Du Zhijun finished speaking, those students who were standing walked out of the classroom consciously, not forgetting to turn around and close the door for him.
"Thank you, teacher."
I don't know if it's everyone's illusion, but I just feel that the four words Nanjun are very heavy.
One is the eldest lady of the Nan family, and the other is Yan Luo, who is well-known in Jingcheng Middle School. If these two people form a relationship, it will be a good show.
It's just that no matter how powerful Yan Luo is, he still wants to give the Nan family some face. No, Nan Jun was actually allowed to stay.
Nan Jun's deskmate hurriedly put his book in the middle of the table and shared it with Nan Jun.
In fact, she saw it just now. Nan Jun obviously brought the book, but she gave it to Qiao Yun.
I couldn't help but look at Qiao Yun more, feeling extremely puzzled.
Holding the book in his hand, Qiao Yun had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was no longer in the mood to attend lectures. He never thought that she would help him.
The book seemed to still carry the pleasant smell of that person, rushing into Qiao Yun's nose one after another, making him a little distracted.
The unprecedented emotion made Qiao Yun very irritable, and he shook his head violently. Qiao Yun tore off a piece of paper from the homework book beside him, wrote two words without hesitation, and threw it behind his back. Nan Jun's table.
Nan Jun happily took the note, and the "Thank you" written on it was very delicate and cute, just like Qiao Yun's people.
"Don't worry too much, just treat us as even."
Nan Jun wrote this sentence by hand, and threw it on Qiao Yun's table when Du Zhijun turned around.
Looking at those flying characters, Qiao Yun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
This person's handwriting is the same as that of a human being, domineering and reckless.
After clipping the note in the book, Qiao Yun never paid attention to the people behind him.
These small actions could not escape Du Zhijun's eyes, so Nan Jun was called to the office by Du Zhijun after class.
Qiao Yun looked worriedly at the back of the person leaving, only thought that she was implicated because she gave him the book, and then his calm heart became flustered again.
Nan Jun followed Du Zhijun not far or near, and as soon as she entered the office, she rushed to the side sofa and lay down. She didn't forget to reach out and find a can of Coke from the cabinet, and took a big gulp.
"I didn't realize that the eldest lady of the Nan family, who has never been close to others, has a time of pity and tenderness?"
Sitting next to Nan Jun, Du Zhijun didn't forget to squeeze her in with his butt, asking her to leave some space for him.
"Cousin, cousin, it's fine for you to be domineering at home, but are you also so unreasonable in class?"
Nan Jun didn't answer Du Zhijun's question, but pouted for other students.
Obviously he changed the English teacher's class, but he kicked out the students who didn't bring books. Isn't this unreasonable?
"No more nonsense, next time I'll wear shoes for that little blue face of yours..."
Du Zhijun rolled his eyes, and Nan Jun sat up obediently.
"Don't, cousin. Qiao Yun is a good boy, you can't avenge yourself publicly."
"Qiao Yun?"
The joke on Du Zhijun's face also disappeared when he heard this name. This poor family champion is well-known in school, and everyone knows it.
"What's wrong?"
"You can't like him. If it's just for fun, you should change someone else. That kid is not suitable for you."
Du Zhijun knows Qiao Yun's family background, and also knows how attractive Nan Jun is. If Nan Jun just wants to make something new, he doesn't agree with Nan Jun touching Qiao Yun.
That kid who worked hard like a sunflower shouldn't be ruined by Nan Jun.
"Cousin, I'm serious."
Nan Jun said solemnly, she can't lie to Qiao Yun even if she deceives anyone's feelings!
"It's even worse if you are serious. The Nan family will not allow you to marry a poor family. Even if you really marry him in spite of everyone's opposition, you will only lead him into a big fire pit, which may ruin his life." lifetime!"
Du Zhijun said rationally, everyone said that the rich and the rich, the hardships here are probably no one better than him, the son who was born in the Du family since he was a child.
"I don't care about his identity, I will protect him."
Seeing Nan Jun's face with unprecedented seriousness, Du Zhijun didn't know how to persuade her.
"hope so!"
Du Zhijun is not optimistic about Nanjun's love. Although she has reached the age of first love, there are not a few children of Nanjun's age in the imperial capital who are engaged, but Du Zhijun still thinks that Qiao Yun should not wade into the muddy water of Nanjia.
With Qiao Yun's current achievements, he can find an ordinary office worker in the future and live a life without worrying about food and clothing. The life of the Nan family is not suitable for such a simple temperament.