The cuteness of the king of the net

"That's all for today's morning training," Minister Bingshan's words sounded again at the end of a certain one's [-] swings, "Don't be late for the work after school!"

"Yes!" After the dismissal, following the flow of people, Jing Luo bounced away from the court of the tennis club and headed for the teaching building.

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As soon as I came to the classroom, the class bell rang, and I hurried to my seat. (Ziyou: I always feel that you are so busy...) (Jing Luo: That is!)

"Jing Luo, how is the tennis club?" Qian Nuo asked. "It's so tiring...but Zhengxuan is more tired than me." A certain gloatingly replied.Immediately, several black lines hung down from Qian Nuo's forehead.

"Okay, everyone, calm down. Class starts now." The teacher walked into the classroom with a textbook.

God!Forget about the difficult thing of going to class! ! !She wailed in her heart, but unfortunately no one could hear her cry.

"Stand up!" English class?Jing Luo looked at the teacher depressedly.

"Good morning, boys and girls!"

"Good morning, teacher!"

"today we are going to learn is..." (today we are going to learn is...)

Listening to the teacher spitting out a lot of English from his mouth, he continued to be helpless.Gradually, the eyelids that were gradually propped up slowly drooped.

Suddenly a sentence made her wake up for a while: "Mr. Yemo, can you translate a passage on the blackboard?" Opening her eyes in a daze, she looked at the teacher's sinister smile, and then at the sentence on the blackboard: Difficult English, I thought: Does this teacher want me to kill?It's not that simple!

Thinking of her carefully reading the sentence in English: the wastewater discharge from the factory into the stream, make the river black smelly.

"The meaning of this sentence is: the waste water discharged from the factory flows into the creek, turning the river black and smelly. Is my translation correct, teacher?" Seeing the teacher's expression becoming more and more ugly, she couldn't help but feel a surge in her heart. joy.

"Very good, please sit" the English sentence spoken by the teacher was squeezed out between the teeth. "Thanks" she sat down with a smile on her face, but as soon as her buttocks touched the stool, she realized that there was something wrong with the eyes of the students around her.It seems to contain-worship and envy?

Time continued to pass slowly, and finally the bell rang for the end of the first class.A group of people (girls, to be precise) immediately gathered around Jing Luo's desk: "Excuse me... what can you do?"

"Mr. Jing Luo, you are so amazing! The teacher deliberately made things difficult for you, how can you still stay calm!" A certain woman looked at her bewitchingly.

"Yeah! That sentence is very difficult! We haven't learned it before, but you know what it means at a glance!" by another girl

Suddenly she stood up in the wind, she shouldn't have translated the sentence just now, what kind of confusion did she make, she was angry with that teacher? !When she was helpless, she had no choice but to turn to Qian Nuo for help.

"Everyone, Jing Luo will be troubled by your actions." Qian Nuo played the role of monitor very conscientiously.

"Ah~~~~Really?" All the girls at the side returned to their seats in disappointment. "My God, why am I so miserable?" Suddenly, a thought that was gorgeous to me appeared in my mind. "Qiannuo, help me ask for leave for the morning class!"

"Hey! What are you going to do?" Before Qian Nuo finished asking, Jing Luo had already disappeared into the classroom.

Arriving at the station in front of the school, Jing Luo boarded the bus to Bingdi. (Ziyou: Did you skip class just to go to Bingdi?) (Jing Luo: Otherwise?)