you look a little handsome

Chapter 33
Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang walked up to the podium together.

The math teacher doesn't care much about the sleeping classmates, but it doesn't mean that it's easy to discuss. As soon as Luo Weiwei picked up the chalk, he heard him say: "If you don't do well, don't go down."

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips, knowing that the math teacher said this to her.

How could Fan Yihang, a pervert who brushed the exam questions for the college entrance examination, fail to do the questions for the freshman year of high school?

Luo Weiwei had a premonition and caught a glimpse of Song Ningyuan who was sitting by the podium secretly making a mentally retarded gesture of "Come on" to her. She pretended not to see it, picked a brand new piece of chalk and turned around and laid it on the blackboard.

As soon as she lay down, a slender hand patted her shoulder, and then Fan Yihang's annoying voice came: "Your question is over there."

Luo Weiwei looked up and found that the question in front of her was marked with a "2".

Mathematics teachers generally make the first question easier, and the second question increases in difficulty based on the difficulty of the first question.

Facing Shang Fan Yihang's seemingly indifferent eyebrows and eyes, she felt a little unconvinced in her heart, and said as soon as she got stubborn, "I'm going to do this!"

Anyway, it's the same question that she can't do, and it's the same for her.

Fan Yihang glanced at her, said nothing, and stood in front of her question.

The math teacher saw it and came over to remind him: "Fan Yihang, you are this way."

As a transfer student, Fan Yihang hadn't taken any tests yet, and he hadn't even passed the big exam, so even though the head teacher said in the office that the child had good grades, the math teacher still kept a wait-and-see attitude.

Because many students have good overall grades, but the math is the kind that lowers the overall score, so he deliberately asked Fan Yihang to do a difficult problem.

As for pulling Luo Weiwei up, it was purely an accident to see her sleeping on her stomach.

Luo Weiwei was rushed to the front of "1" by the math teacher to do the problem. She took the chalk and wrote the word "solve" seriously, and then began to look at the problem with her neck up.

Before she finished reading the topic, she heard the sound of "dendenden" chalk writing on the blackboard next to her. She turned her head to see that Fan Yihang had almost finished writing the topic.

This person...doesn't even need to read the topic?
Luo Weiwei hated and stared at Fan Yihang.

As long as Yihang has always been able to shield himself from the influence of others, he has finished writing the answer.

When Fan Yihang put down the chalk, the math teacher hadn't walked to the fourth table. Normally, he would come back after a circle, and the students who were drawn on the top could finish the topic, and it was still under the condition of average difficulty.

Luo Weiwei let out a "hum" from her nasal cavity to express her dissatisfaction.

Learning is great, isn't it? !

Fan Yihang put down the chalk and had to walk around Luo Weiwei to get off the podium. When he walked past her, he left behind a sentence of "refer to the first question I wrote".

Luo Weiwei thought she heard it wrong, this person is so bad, will he teach her?
She took a step back and glanced at Fan Yihang's answer.

Fan Yihang's question has two sub-problems, and the answer to the first sub-problem is "x=3".

Luo Weiwei was still sleepy, and the sleepiness made her write "x=3" without dignity.

After finishing writing, she threw away the chalk and clapped her hands and walked off the podium.

Just as he stepped off the podium and didn't sit back in his seat, there was a burst of laughter from below.

Fan Yihang's front desk turned his head and kindly reminded Luo Weiwei: "Your question is asking for 'y'!"

Luo Weiwei: "..."

Before she said anything, she already felt the speechless gaze from Fan Yihang next to her.

Luo Weiwei responded with a speechless gaze back with her thick skin, and did not forget to complain: "I've already said it, why can't you explain it clearly?"

After saying that, Luo Weiwei herself felt that she was being unreasonable, so she groaned twice, waiting to be scolded.

At this time, the math teacher had already circled the classroom. He first stood in front of the question Fan Yihang was doing and commented, which probably meant: "I did it right, but some steps still need to be clearly written, and the steps are scored very well." important."

Luo Weiwei could hear the math teacher's satisfaction with Fan Yihang both inside and out.

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes, didn't she just get the question right?Why is the math teacher so happy as if he found a son-in-law?

It's Luo Weiwei's topic.

The smile on the math teacher's face froze for a moment, and the laughter in the class became louder.

"Luo Weiwei." The math teacher suppressed his anger, "Before school is over, copy this question a hundred times and hand it to me!"

Luo Weiwei was already mentally prepared when the front desk turned around to remind her. When she heard that she had only copied the questions a hundred times, she happily said "ah" and agreed.

On the other hand, Song Ningyuan, who was next to the podium in front, lowered his head with a sigh, silently took out the draft paper in the drawer and copied the topic.

Anyway, he, the "No. [-] younger brother", will do this task in the end, so it's better to take the initiative.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Song Ningyuan sent the draft paper full of questions to Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei crossed Erlang's legs and patted Song Ningyuan's arm.

"good!"

Fan Yihang, who was drinking water next to him, withdrew his gaze coldly.

Song Ningyuan, who had already left, seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and came back, and asked Luo Weiwei with great interest: "Boss, next PE class, do you want to play?"

Luo Weiwei rested her chin, said "Mm" in a big boss manner, and added: "For the sake of your good performance today."

"Yes!" Song Ningyuan excitedly made a V with his fingers, and left happily.

Luo Weiwei adjusted her sitting posture and sat upright, bending over to take something out of the drawer.

Her drawers are very tidy, and there seems to be rules for where to put everything, so you can touch what you want without looking at it—except for the pack of cigarettes that belonged to Song Ningyuan that day.

Luo Weiwei took out and took out a pair of sweatpants that were rolled up into a small roll. She shook her hands, opened the sweatpants, and brought them under the table.

Because of the big movements, Fan Yihang caught a glimpse of what she was doing from the corner of his eye.

Luo Weiwei!Wearing pants in the classroom!
"Cough, cough, cough..." Fan Yihang choked on himself, and quickly turned his face away.

Luo Weiwei also noticed his movements, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm wearing a long skirt with safety pants inside."

Don't talk about peripheral vision, even if you stare at it, you can't see anything.

Fan Yihang turned his face away, and completely turned his gaze out of the window.

Luo Weiwei might really be a fool.

Boys will have daydreams, sometimes not because of what they saw, but because of the part they didn't see, they will make up in their minds.

And brain supplements are the real danger.

He waited until the people next to him were silent before turning his head.

As expected, Luo Weiwei was already dressed. She pulled up the long skirt and tied a knot at the waist, which unexpectedly looked not ugly.

"In the future." Fan Yihang said: "It is not allowed to change pants in the classroom! This is the third thing."

(End of this chapter)