The classroom was silent for a long time.

  Zhan Yu's indifferent sight swept across the audience faintly, and his low voice was slightly cool: "Now, is she qualified?"

  The sudden sound drew back the minds of many people, including Nan Guanlin.

   "Yes, I have..."

  Nan Guanlin clutched the beating little heart, and took a deep breath.

  God, what to do, he feels like he is going to bend! !

  This, this Xia Xi is really demon! !

  Seeing that everyone had no objections, Zhan Yu turned around indifferently, and took out the exercises and threw them to Xia Xi.

   "Where are the points deducted? Find out."

   "Huh? What are you doing?"

  You are handsome just now, don’t want it, why suddenly it becomes a question for deducting points?

  "I will correct your mistakes."

   "Uh, okay."

  Xia Xi lowered her head helplessly, looking for it, showing a white neck in the wide school uniform collar, gentle and slender.

  Zhan Yu glanced lightly, his eyes lingering on the slippery white skin.

  The air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is stronger than ever before.

   "In fact, there are not many. Besides, Chinese essays rarely get full marks, okay?"

   "I got a perfect score."

  "……"

  Hey, why did she move back to the elite class! ! Learning tyrants or something, really annoying! !

   Rubbing her curly hair, she finally reluctantly accepted the teachings of the God of War.

  In the corridor, the head teacher of the elite class stepped on Hen Tiangao and passed by the door, and subconsciously glanced in.

  Hey, weird, why is there a student in the class so strange?

  Jiang Ning quietly leaned on the window, his beautiful long armour stood on the window sill, and tried to look inside.

   Isn’t that Xia Xi from the key class? Why are you here?

  Is the elite class that students like them can enter casually?

  Jiang Ning walked in and said angrily: "Hey, this classmate, please leave this classroom. The tuition fees paid by the students here are several times higher than yours. You should go to school for as much as you spend!"

  Xia Xi raised her head, smiled at Shang Jiangning's angry eyes, and then smiled.

  "Good teacher, I will make up the tuition."

  Make up a ghost! ! Doesn't this person understand her?

  Jiang Ning knocked on the table: "Even if you make up all of them, you can't enter the elite class. Go back to your own class. You can't come here!"

"Oh, OK!"

  Xia Xi shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and turned her head back to Zhan Yu Xiaoxiao: "Zhan Shao, sorry, the teacher asked me to go back."

"sit down!"

  Zhan Yu frowned, and raised his eyes indifferently.

  When the dark eyes fell on Jiang Ning, the dressed-up class teacher couldn't help but flushed.

  Zhan Shao is really super handsome. He is super handsome in high school, and he has a good appearance. The family is also the most prominent here. He is the best choice for future husbands!

  If you can hook him, can you fight for a lifetime?

  Jiang Ning took a deep breath, deliberately stiffened her full chest, entangled her long curly hair with her fingers, and moved her hair to the back of her shoulders with amorous feelings.

   "Classmate Zhan Yu, don’t you like someone sitting next to you? Since you are always number one in your studies, the teacher can give you the green light!"

  The slightly upward tail makes many elite class students look away.

  It doesn’t matter if others understand it or not, but children like them understand it at first glance.

  After all, who hasn’t encountered this before? ?

  Those men and women who want to climb up with their thighs, no matter which one is in this posture, this kind of tone.

  They see too much!

  I just didn’t expect Jiang Ning to be so white!

   And it's so dead, it's still young war!