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Chapter 94 Attending Class ([-])

Chen Cheng ran back to the classroom like a gust of wind, and rolled up a piece of discarded white paper on the ground.

"Are you back?" Ouyang asked this obvious question, just to send his own greetings.

"Yeah." Chen Cheng nodded, panting and asked: "After class, have you familiarized yourself with this class?"

"Not yet." Ouyang's heart fluttered slightly, and he asked about the situation in this class. Isn't this Chen Cheng a good choice?
"Uh--, haven't you yet? I really don't know what you guys are doing after class. Oh, forget it, just ask me if you don't understand anything in the future." Chen Cheng calmed his breathing.

Ouyang glanced at him a little speechlessly, and secretly slandered, "I don't know why I went after class, it seems like I should ask him myself?" But there was a little touch in Ouyang's eyes, unexpectedly Before he even opened his mouth, he had already agreed to help him understand some of the situation in the class.

"Yeah." Ouyang nodded his head with a smile, and asked again: "What's in this class?"

"Chinese, don't you see a class schedule posted there?" Chen Cheng pointed to the left side of the blackboard and asked him strangely, as if it was a matter of course.

"Uh." Ouyang saw that there seemed to be a piece of white paper stuck there.But how could the new self see it without careful observation?
"I forgot that you are not very familiar with the class." Chen Cheng thought for a while, and then he understood.

Ouyang gave him another speechless look.

"Okay, don't look at me like this anymore, why do you always feel weird?" After Chen Cheng finished speaking, he pretended to be vigilant and said, "Hey, what is that Ouyang, my sexual orientation is normal."

Ouyang was even more speechless, he really wanted to give him a kick, but he really didn't know what was going on in his head!But there is a warm feeling in my heart.

"Stop making trouble, is the teacher coming soon?" Ouyang asked Chen Chengdao.But his eyes darkened slightly, and he thought to himself: The head teacher didn't care much when he came here, and after class, the other students in the class didn't come to say hello.

"Why am I so narrow-minded again? If others don't come to say hello, why can't I go to say hello? I really don't know what I think!" Ouyang scolded himself secretly again.But there was an inexplicable feeling of loneliness in my heart. Apart from Sun Xiaohong, I only knew this tablemate, Chen Cheng, in this place, and the others were like strangers at all.

"Really?" Chen Cheng showed a disbelieving expression, just kidding, this newcomer who just came to the class probably doesn't even know what the Chinese teacher looks like, whether he is male or female?But Chen Cheng couldn't help but glanced out the window.

"Hey, it's really here." Chen Cheng showed some strange expressions.

"Hehe." Ouyang chuckled a few times, pretending to be somewhat inscrutable.He doesn't care much about the surrounding affairs at all, and he doesn't even know who the Chinese teacher in this class is.Of course, the Chinese teacher came, and it was just his random nonsense and guesswork.

"Cut—" Chen Cheng showed a disdainful expression, and after a little thought, he understood a little bit.How could this guy who even cared about the timetable and didn't know how to read it knew the Chinese teacher right after he transferred?
Ouyang directly ignored Chen Cheng's disdainful expression, and his purpose was just to divert Chen Cheng's topic.Then, he sat up straight like a primary school student, and told himself in his heart: "Listen to the lectures and study hard!" His heart was a little heavy, and he told himself time and time again that To keep yourself from forgetting your goals is to keep yourself working hard.

"Oh, it was just a boring Chinese class at the beginning of school." Chen Cheng complained to himself, touched Ouyang again and asked, "Do you like Chinese class?"

Ouyang thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.When I was in Chinese class, I followed the teacher's thinking and didn't think about it so much. It was just for the exam, and it didn't matter whether I liked it or not.Later, he confirmed his dream of writing, but it was already the last period of last semester, and he didn't have time to think about it urgently.Besides, the current class is not the same language teacher as the previous class, so the situation may be different.

Ouyang glanced at the door of the classroom and said: "Really stop making trouble, the teacher has come in."

"Cut." Chen Cheng had a disdainful expression again, and fiddled with his own drawer, probably looking for his pair of earphones, and wanted to listen to music again.

(End of this chapter)