Chapter 1224 Doing Bad Things to the Male God Under the Desk

Until the Chinese class bell rang, Ye Linlang still didn't see Jiang Qiran come back.

Ye Linlang looked at the classroom door with longing eyes, feeling a little anxious.

What on earth is going on? Even if you want to teach Jiang Qiran that he shouldn't study by himself early to play basketball, you can't make him unable to attend class, right?

Ye Linlang didn't know that the educational topic the deans had for Jiang Qiran was no longer about early self-study to play basketball, but directly talked about how high school students should not fall in love early.

But if Ye Linlang knew about it, he would probably be helpless or aggrieved.

What's wrong with falling in love at the age of sixteen or seventeen? Ancient people were marrying wives and having children at this time...

Well, even if they are modern people, they haven't done anything out of the ordinary. Is it so annoying?

Ye Linlang even felt that since she met Jiang Qiran, her whole person seemed to be full of positive energy.

After all, there is a group of people urging you to do the "Five-Year and Three-Year College Entrance Examination Simulation", plus a boyfriend who also asks you to participate in various competitive cram schools. It is difficult for you not to be diligent!

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The male teacher who teaches Chinese has always been a very punctual person. He arrived at the podium early and started teaching with the class materials he had prepared last night.

Ye Linlang immediately became a little absent-minded because of Jiang Qiran's absence.

She took out a beautiful notebook and began to write the words "Jiang Qiran" on it.

Later it became the word Qi Ran.

I don't know whether it was because of writing the name of her sweetheart, or because she had improved in calligraphy these days, but Ye Linlang felt that the two characters "Qi Ran" were particularly beautiful, and each stroke seemed to carry some special affection.

Just when Ye Linlang was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a cold and cold male voice outside the door.

"Report."

Ye Linlang suddenly raised her head in surprise when she heard the familiar male voice.

Sure enough, there was already a young man with outstanding appearance standing outside the door. He had a handsome face and his thin lips were slightly pursed, looking like he was not easy to get close to.

The male teacher who teaches Chinese hates people who are late for his class the most. Regardless of whether his grades are good or bad, he has always hated people who are not punctual.

"It's been ten minutes since class, classmate Jiang Qiran, although your grades are very good, why are you so late?"

Anyone can hear the Chinese teacher's unhappy tone.

Jiang Qiran pursed her lips and was about to explain, but before he could say anything, Ye Linlang snatched him away.

"Teacher! Don't get me wrong! When the speech under the national flag just ended, the dean and the others specially left Jiang Qiran to talk, so Qiran was late!"

The Chinese teacher frowned when he heard the anxious girl's voice.

He looked back and saw that Ye Linlang, who was sitting on the far right side of the classroom, had stood up, her delicate brows filled with sincerity.

In fact, the Chinese teacher really likes Ye Linlang.

Because Ye Linlang's writing style is very popular with Chinese teachers. Although the words are simple, they have a very real power, as eager as a ball of fire.

To put it simply, it is very spiritual and has a unique style.

As for Jiang Qiran, her writing is beautiful, but she is too sophisticated and cold, which is not the Chinese teacher's cup of tea.

The office is only a small place, and the teachers are also very gossipy. Of course, the Chinese teacher has also heard about what happened between Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran.

The Chinese teacher frowned even more.

"Ye Linlang, I'm asking about Jiang Qiran, why did you stand up and answer?"

The students in the class couldn't help laughing when they heard the Chinese teacher's questioning.

A few boys sitting in the front row didn't mind the excitement and started joking.

"Teacher, don't you know? Classmate Ye Linlang and classmate Jiang have a very good relationship!"

When he said the last few words, the boy deliberately emphasized the relationship, as if he was afraid that people would not understand his implication.

Soon people started to chime in!

"More than just a good relationship! They are boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Hearing the commotion of the boys, a trace of displeasure flashed in the Chinese teacher's experienced and shrewd eyes.

"Why are you arguing! What I just asked was Ye Linlang, did you ask me to answer it?"

The few good-hearted boys in the class immediately curled their lips and stopped talking.

After all, everyone knows that the Chinese teacher is the most difficult teacher to mess with in Class A of the first year of high school. Some people have tried to provoke him before, but they always give in to him obediently.

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Just when everyone thought that the Chinese teacher would get angry for an excuse, he suddenly turned around and waved to Jiang Qiran very calmly, with a very calm tone.

"Okay, for the sake of things happening for a reason, you can go in. If nothing happens in the future, try not to be late next time."

Jiang Qiran also nodded very calmly.

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Ye Linlang suddenly felt inexplicably excited when she saw Jiang Qiran walking towards her.

I really want to know what Jiang Qiran talked about with the principal and the others after being found for so long.

She blinked at Jiang Qiran, her expression full of curiosity.

And Jiang Qiran sat down calmly.

Ye Linlang deliberately moved her chair and moved closer to Jiang Qiran. Her voice was very soft, just enough for her and Jiang Qiran to hear.

"What did the head teacher and others talk about when they talked to you earlier?"

Judging from Ye Linlang's intuition, it would not be a good thing.

When Jiang Qiran was about to answer, suddenly, he saw the Chinese teacher's cold eyes swiping towards him.

Jiang Qiran immediately pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Among the many teachers in the class, Jiang Qiran’s favorite one is actually the Chinese teacher.

The reason is very simple. This teacher has a wide range of knowledge and can easily grasp anything he teaches. Sometimes a lot of boring academic knowledge can be made very interesting by him.

Ye Linlang felt a little disappointed when she saw Jiang Qiran shut her mouth. However, she soon noticed the Chinese teacher's silent "attention" and quickly pretended to stare at the textbook attentively.

However, Ye Linlang was really curious about what Jiang Qiran was called to say. They said curiosity killed the cat, so Ye Linlang couldn't help but stretched out her right hand and grasped Jiang Qiran's fingers little by little.

When the palm of his hand was touched by Ye Linlang's slightly hot fingertips, Jiang Qiran's heroic eyebrows frowned.

He tilted his head and gave Ye Linlang a silent warning.

As if to say let go.

Ye Linlang found Jiang Qiran's reaction very interesting. She couldn't help but crawl up her fingers little by little and scratch Jiang Qiran's palm.

Does she think she's flirting with her male idol?

Ye Linlang felt sweet in her heart, and then she started writing on Jiang Qiran's hand.

She had just written the word "teacher" and before she had time to write the follow-up content, she suddenly heard the very authoritative voice of the Chinese teacher.

"Ye Linlang, you translate the first paragraph of this classical Chinese article!"

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