Reborn sweet wife is a little cute

Chapter 625
However, as a person in her 20s, Xia Nuan would not be easily fooled by their good words. She just smiled and didn't express her opinion.

Some people took the opportunity to take out snacks and desserts brought from home for Xia Nuan to eat, but she declined.

Xia Nuan pulled her face with her hands, "I ate too much at home. Look, my face is round, so I won't eat it. Eat it, thank you."

It was tactful, and it wouldn't make the girl lose face, so even though she was rejected, the girl didn't pester her too much.

After talking to them a few more words, Xia Nuan returned to her seat. At this time, there were more and more people in the class, and the time for class was getting closer.

If I didn't guess wrong, the first period is a Chinese class, and the teacher will talk about the homework papers assigned during the holiday.

Xia Nuan sat on the seat, took out the textbook, but reviewed ancient poems and essays, which were required to be memorized in the exam syllabus.

Review it in advance, so that you don’t know nothing when the teacher asks questions in class.

Deep in her studies, Xia Nuan was completely immersed in the textbooks, and the bustle of other people around her had nothing to do with her. Sitting in the crowd, she looked out of place.

Because it is the third year of high school, the course study is intense, and the head teacher dare not relax. He wakes up at the same time as the students early and comes to school.

The common problem of every class teacher is that they habitually go to their own class when they arrive at school, regardless of whether they are in class or not.

The same is true for Xia Nuan's homeroom teacher. She is wearing a black down jacket today, very low-key, with light makeup on, and her skin is well maintained. If you don't look carefully, you might think she is a student.

When she arrived in class, she just walked around the corridor outside the classroom to see what the students in the classroom were doing.

Almost everyone was playing and chatting, and there was endless talk during the holidays, except for one person——Xia Nuan.

The homeroom teacher's eyes fell on Xia Nuan, and watched for a full minute. During this minute, Xia Nuan hardly changed her posture, her eyes were fixed on the textbook, and she read the text quickly.

As a qualified teacher, the head teacher knew at a glance that Xia Nuan wasn't just pretending, she was really studying.

The class teacher smiled gratifiedly, left the classroom and went to the office.

Other teachers always attach great importance to students' grades, because good grades will bring more bonuses, but Xia Nuan's class teacher is not like this. Her pursuit is that students can perform normally and test their own level.

That way she would have a clear conscience.

For the rest, look no further.

Therefore, seeing a student like Xia Nuan, the homeroom teacher was very pleased and sincerely wished Xia Nuan could be admitted to her ideal university.

Therefore, in the following days, the class teacher will always pay attention to Xia Nuan unconsciously and help her solve some problems that she can't figure out.

Time flies, just like the sand in your hand, sooner or later it will be gone, and there will be nothing left, so it is the same whether you use force or not.

Jingle Bell.

The familiar and unfamiliar class bell rang, and the classroom fell silent instantly, and every student sat upright in his seat.

They didn't dare to go too far in the first class on the first day of school, or they would be remembered by the teacher this semester.

The Chinese teacher was wearing casual attire, walked into the classroom with the Chinese textbook, the test paper, stood on the podium, and put the things in his hand on the desk.

"Students, in this class, we will talk about the papers you made during the holidays. Take out all your papers and I will check them."

Xia Nuan's guess was right, she was talking about the test paper.

(End of this chapter)