The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 1085 Extra: Question, who is the boy you like? (2)

After chatting for about a month or so, Little Ant had already started school, and Tongtong also sent a photo saying that she had been assigned to a new class.The little ant who was also in the new class didn't listen to the new class teacher's speech, put the mobile phone on his lap, and secretly answered her message with his head down.

"Can we still chat after that?"

"Yes." Tongtong returned a smiling face, "It's a pleasure chatting with you."

The little ant couldn't help laughing immediately, but in order not to let the class teacher see, he bent down and pressed his forehead against the edge of the table, pursing his lips to control himself from laughing out loud.

"I am also very happy to chat with you."

As soon as the news was sent, the little ant heard a hurried footstep, and he immediately put the mobile phone into the table hole with lightning speed, and then kept this position still.

Soon a pair of feet appeared next to him, and the class teacher asked him worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

The little ant adjusted a uncomfortable expression, propped his head up: "It's okay, teacher, it's just that my stomach is not feeling well..."

Tong Tong is right, even though school has started, she still keeps in touch with Little Ant.But they dare not chat during get out of class time, they can only chat for a while after class.

Since then, the school bell has become the only music that Little Ant likes. Every time he hears the school bell, he immediately finds out his mobile phone and sends a message to Tongtong. Tongtong's message will reply after a while. After the two chatted intently for 10 minutes, it was another new class.

The little ant felt that Tongtong should also be interested in him, otherwise, according to her well-behaved personality, she would not have chatted with a boy who was not interested for so long.

His deskmate also gave him a thumbs up in agreement, and gave him an idea by the way—it's better to confess your love early and take her down as soon as possible while the relationship is just right.

Little Ant has always had the same thoughts as his deskmate, so he immediately stretched out his thumb and touched his deskmate's thumb: "Dude, you will definitely be promising in the future."

The deskmate pouted and blew his bangs: "Don't always talk about certain things."

Just do what you say, Little Ant spent the entire self-study class time, formulating a whole set of confession strategies, including how he diverted the topic, to holding her interest, to confessing smoothly, and the following after-sales, ah bah ,in love.In order to make a smooth confession, he even considered all the possible situations, for fear that there would be some unexpected twists and turns.

Tongtong lives in the school and cannot video, he can only chat with her.After school, Little Ant did not ride his bicycle home, but sent messages to Tongtong while walking.

According to the confession strategy, he first drew out Tongtong's favorite dancer, then pretended to casually talk about the dancer's love story, then asked her ideal type, and finally said that he would work hard in this direction...

At first, Tongtong's answers were all under his control, and the progress of the matter was also under his control.But when it comes to the ideal type, Tongtong gives an answer that he didn't expect.

"Ideal type? You mean the type you like, right?"

"Yeah, what kind of boy do you like?"

"This one……"

Tongtong sent a few strings of ellipsis, long enough to occupy the entire screen.Since the ellipsis was not what Little Ant expected, he stopped and bit his lip nervously.

Shouldn't she have someone she likes?

No way?Haven't heard her mention it?
Tongtong's ellipses became more and more, gradually covering two pages of the screen. The little ant was in a hurry, and when he scratched his hair at a loss, the phone rang again, and a sentence popped out.

"I really like people like you."

(End of this chapter)