For a while, in the whole classroom, only Zefeng's magnetic and clear voice appeared. Everyone put down their actions and listened to him attentively.
As for some girls, they have been fascinated by his serious and cool temperament. They hold their faces in their hands and are obsessed with their faces.
"That's the problem. Next..."
Zefeng, with one hand in his pocket, simply explained the whole question coherently, whether he could understand it or not. He glanced under the platform, looked at each person's face in a row of long and narrow Fengmu, who were not angry and proud, and asked, "does anyone understand?"
Almost subconsciously, everyone shakes his head immediately after touching this vision, and says in unison, which is even better than that of primary school students: "no!"
"Good. Next, study by yourself!"
All the students were relieved and wiped out their cold sweat when he dropped this sentence.
Being a student of Zefeng is a bit good and a bit bad.
Because of his laziness, he never told the lesson twice. So a group of students, in addition to a part of natural understanding ability full score, is to see Zefeng's beauty, deliberately choose his girl. The rest is for laziness, because when Zefeng finishes his lecture, the rest is the free time of the students.
Zefeng bored knocked on the table, took out the mobile phone from her pocket, just wanted to ask why she didn't come to class, and suddenly felt what pulled her trouser legs.
Yeah?
He picked up his eyebrows, and a trace of surprise appeared at the bottom of his eyes. He looked down and saw only once. When the figure appeared in his pupils, he almost didn't stretch -
Wei Jing!
In the classroom, there are not a few girls who pay close attention to him secretly. Zefeng has been used to it for a long time, but at this moment, it has become an extremely embarrassing thing.
He touched his nose and played with a pen expressionless. His long fingers clamped the pen around his fingertips, and then pretended to accidentally touch the pen off.
In this way, he can finally squat down and look at the girl hiding under the desk.
"What are you doing?" Ze Feng holds the forehead, compared a mouth shape, did not spit out the voice.
Su Kui has been squatting down for half a class. At this time, her legs are numb, but it's hard to hide the excitement on her pretty face.
She took out a few white papers from her arms, pointed to them, and then pulled them out before Zefeng's eyes.
Today's business is what I dare to do with great courage, so don't laugh at me! ]
Zefeng eyebrow's heart beat, faintly perceiving something, his thin lips pursed, but he didn't speak, but he looked serious.
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Su Kui continued to take the next one.
Thank you so much for giving me love again. ]Thank you for taking me home. ]
[without you, I really don't know what to do, thank you for your company! ]When drawing this picture, Su Kui's eyes also turned red. Maybe in Ze Feng's eyes, the phrase "accompany" refers to only this life, but here, Su Kui is inseparable from life to life.
When it comes to feeling, it's not deep.
There may be lies in what I said to you, but it's true to love you. ]
the line kept enlarging in front of Zefeng's eyes, so that he couldn't think of anything else that had nothing to do with sunflower.
He saw the girl's nervous hands shaking, but his stubborn eyes were staring at him.