The best ambiguous master

"What's the date? Am I the kind of casual person?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled bitterly, looked at Xiaoyun helplessly and said, "I'm in a hurry to find that girl just now, do you know which class she is in? "

"Which class is it? Let me think about it." As she spoke, Xiaoyun frowned and remembered that there are so many students in the school. Although she has been in the experimental middle school for many years, she always thinks of a It is still a bit difficult to determine which class the student is in.

"Don't worry, just think about it slowly." Zhao Xiaohan looked at Xiaoyun patiently, without urging him, and many of the students in Xiaoyun's class were lying quietly at Zhao Xiaohan by the window Waving, looking at the group of mischievous students, Zhao Xiaohan gave them a hard look: "Go back to class."

"Oh." A group of students grimaced at Zhao Xiaohan and returned to their seats.

"I remembered!" Suddenly, Xiaoyun said: "She is a student in Class [-], Grade [-]. I remember her. She seems to have won prizes in the Mathematical Olympiad on behalf of our school, but I don't seem to remember clearly. What's her name, what's her name?"

"You don't need to know her name, as long as you can find her!"

When the voice fell, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and left. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's hurried appearance, Xiaoyun gave him a suspicious look, turned around and went back to the classroom. However, she was still thinking while walking, what can be done? Make Zhao Xiaohan so anxious?

You know, in her impression, even if the sky is falling, it is not easy to see Zhao Xiaohan and get anxious.

After a few more floors, Zhao Xiaohan finally came to the door of Class [-], Grade [-]. With just one glance, Zhao Xiaohan recognized the female classmate who sent him the letter today. I have to say that Zhao Xiaohan's memory is not really good , After recognizing the other party, Zhao Xiaohan went directly to the door and knocked on the door.

Hearing the sound, the teacher who was teaching turned around, but fortunately, the teacher knew Zhao Xiaohan, although Zhao Xiaohan didn't know who he was.

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I have something to do with a female student in your class, can you let her come out?"

"Yes. Mr. Zhao, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for her!"

While talking, Zhao Xiaohan pointed to the female classmate. After hearing the voice, the female classmate stood up and walked towards Zhao Xiaohan. However, when she came, the female classmate's face was still There was a slight blush, and of course, the sighs of some students in the class were indispensable.

Obviously, Zhao Xiaohan's arrival has misunderstood many people.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you want from me?" The female student bit her lip and looked at Zhao Xiaohan, a little embarrassed, seeing that there was nothing unusual on the female student's face, Zhao Xiaohan said softly: " This classmate, I want to ask you, was the letter you sent me at noon written by yourself?"

"Yes, I wrote it myself." The female classmate nodded, but she was too blushing to look up at Zhao Xiaohan.

"Look, is this the letter?" As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan took out the blank piece of paper in the envelope. When the female student saw the blank piece of paper, her face was full of surprise. Then he shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhao, I didn't write this. How could I call you by your name? Besides, I don't know what this death Gu is."

"Then did anyone touch your envelope before you gave me this letter?"

"No. After I finished writing, it has been kept in my schoolbag."

Seeing the female student's ignorance, Zhao Xiaohan frowned tightly, knowing that there are not many people who have death Gu in his body, and after calculation, there are only a few people who can know that he is Who is the person who is a teacher in the Experimental Middle School and knows that he has been infected by the Death Gu?

"Oh, if that's the case, then you can go back first, it's fine."

"Mr. Zhao, is there anything wrong with this letter?"

"No problem, I'm just curious, okay, let's go back to class."

"Oh." The female student nodded, and was about to go back to the classroom, but when she walked to the door of the classroom, she suddenly turned around, glanced at Zhao Xiaohan and said: "Mr. Zhao, I remembered, At noon today, I went home and forgot my schoolbag at school, did someone change my schoolbag on purpose?"

"Probably yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, other than that, he couldn't think of any better reason.Unless someone changed the letter in the female student's schoolbag, but that person is boring enough, if you want to send a letter to him, you can just send it to his office at any time, why bother to change the female student's envelope?

Wait a moment.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan seemed to think of something, how could the person behind him know about the female classmate writing a letter to him?

Could it be that I have been stared at for a long time in the experimental middle school?

For a moment, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes narrowed, and then he looked around a few times, but he didn't find any suspicious person in the empty campus. Finally, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head, but still didn't continue After searching, since the other party has sent me a letter, it will appear sooner or later.

All he needs to do is to wait patiently.

"Teacher Zhao, I like you!"

Suddenly, the voice of a female student rang out again. When Zhao Xiaohan heard this sentence and looked over subconsciously, the female student had already turned around and fled back to her classroom as if fleeing. And the female student who ran away, Zhao Xiaohan smiled helplessly, hehe, the child now is really precocious.

However, Zhao Xiaohan didn't pay too much attention to it. Students in middle school often regard good feelings as liking. It only takes a few more years for them to understand the difference between good feeling and liking. Having a good impression of someone is two different things.

Shaking his head and smiling, Zhao Xiaohan went downstairs and went back to the office. However, on the way back to the office, his mobile phone rang. Hearing the ringtone, Zhao Xiaohan lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and found that it was a Unfamiliar number, when he opened the text message and saw the content of the text message, Zhao Xiaohan's face changed instantly!

The text message was sent by Long Junyang.I don't know when, this old man also learned to send text messages with his mobile phone, but the content of the text messages gave Zhao Xiaohan a headache.

The text message is only a few words, young man, the blood bank is insufficient, please come and donate blood quickly!

The old man's style is very concise, he explained everything in a few words, but Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but gritted his teeth when he saw the word "boy" at the beginning of the text message.

Young man, miss your sister, my son is going to kindergarten soon, okay?