"Okay, the deity knows."

After physical education class, Bai Zhen returned to the classroom after lunch.

Opened the notebook again.

"Roar."

She wrote a word.

Then stare at the notebook and wait obediently.

over there.

in the amphitheater.

A group of female students are holding their heads, looking at the man on the podium, showing an obsessed look.

The low and magnetic voice slowly spread to every corner of the classroom, and Junxiu's beautiful chalk words were written on the blackboard behind.

The handsome man wearing gold-rimmed glasses in front of him became more refined and noble.

"Please bring your books—"

The young professor was halfway through.

There was no sound.

The students looked up.

Seeing that teacher who looks rigorous and meticulous, with an iceberg face all the year round, actually smiled happily?

Laughed? !

Although the curvature of the corners of the lips is very shallow, the beauty is enough to shock the audience! Unforgettable!

"Sorry. Just a moment."

He said, picked up the pen, and wrote lines on the notebook in front of him.

The young professor's broken hair hangs down, and the fingertips that are as white as jade are holding a golden pen, leaning over and writing seriously...

So handsome!

The eyes of the female students below have blinked into star eyes, wishing that they would become that pen and be held in his hand!

But it's not over yet.

After the professor wrote that sentence, he stared at the notebook and smiled!

This time, I really laughed!

As if he had encountered something happy, the corners of his eyes curved slightly, pushed the gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, looked down, and said, "Sorry, I may have to wait a bit longer."

After he finished speaking, he wrote a bunch of things in the notebook again.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes looked at the smiling man on the podium.

Inexplicably felt a sour smell of love...

Obviously, he seems to be amusing himself alone...

After the man finished writing, he stood up straight and cleared his throat.

"Okay. Just now... where did you talk about it?"

**

Bai Zhen looked at the handwriting that gradually appeared on the book, and her eyes lit up.

"Wait a minute, there are thirty-seven minutes left for get out of class."

The handwriting is still crisp and neat.

She bit her cap and replied, "After class? Are you a student?"

"No, it's the teacher."

"Teachers are very strict. Judging from the tone and way of your speech, Uncle, you are probably a stern, old-fashioned and strict person."

"Shouldn't I be a liar?

Wait for me after class ^_^. "

Bai Zhen looked at the reply, as if she could see the helpless and funny expression of the man through the beautiful handwriting.

She pursed her lips.

Shame and lose my hair...

Also laughed at.

cut.

She looked out the window, her eyes drifting a little far.

teacher?

I don't know what type of teacher he is, primary school, middle school or university, and which class he teaches...

Bai Zhen turned around.

His sight was scalded by the bright head of the head teacher in front of him.

The little heart trembled.

Then the uncle should not be similar to the old class...

She shook her little head like a rattle.

No no no.

They all say that the text is like a person.

The words are so beautiful.

People should be nice too...

**

37 minutes finally passed.

The get out of class bell rang.

The young and handsome professor did not rush out of the classroom this time.

Instead, he looked at the classmates below, his light-colored thin lips pursed slightly, and he asked a little hesitantly.

"Do you think...

Am I stern, old-fashioned and harsh? "

**

Don't say good night, there's still ha~(づ￣3￣)づ