Chapter 31

Song Yaoyao looked straight ahead, her sweet voice was like beating notes, a poem that was several hundred words long, and she never read the textbook from beginning to end.

There was silence all around, and the eyes that looked at Song Yaoyao were dumbfounded.

Wang Zhongyun touched his bald forehead, and came back to his senses for a long time, "Classmate, are you really going wrong?"

It is not difficult to memorize poems, but what is difficult is that the students in Class 3 can memorize poems!

Song Yaoyao: "???"

She stood there innocently, staring at Wang Zhongyun with dark eyes.

"Cough..." Wang Zhongyun was embarrassed, "Are you kidding me, you're actually from Class 1?"

Different from Class 3, Class 1 is all kinds of top students, and they are the talents that this school mainly cultivates.

Song Yaoyao said, "Teacher, I'm really from Class 3."

Wang Zhongyun smiled embarrassingly, and met the girl's clear and moist eyes. She was very small, and the look in her eyes at this time was pitiful and unbearable.

Wang Zhongyun always felt that if he continued to doubt, the girls would cry.

He quickly encouraged: "Cough! The memorization is very good, word for word! Excellent, very excellent!"

As soon as he clapped, the students below began to boo, one by one clapping the table, whistling, and wished to tear down the roof of the classroom.

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop it for me!" Wang Zhongyun stared at the students in the audience angrily, "All of you, if there is Song—"

"Teacher, Song Yaoyao." Song Yaoyao reminded with a smile.

"Yes! With half of Song Yaoyao's outstanding classmates, I can close my eyes to death!"

Everyone pouted, pretending they didn't hear it. If they can do it, will they be divided into 3 classes?

Next, Wang Zhongyun lectured more vigorously, and from time to time he would ask Song Yaoyao to stand up to answer questions. After one class, everyone suddenly realized that Song Yaoyao, who had a very low sense of existence in memory, was so excellent?

No matter what Wang Zhongyun asks, she can follow.

The voice is nice, delicate and soft, just listening to it makes people feel cute and excellent.

Han Jun, lying on the desk as always, lowered his hair and sent a video to Shen Xun.

Jun Ye is super handsome: Brother, look at this, I rely on Song Yaoyao, this is not a sinister, this is a completely different person, right?

Jun Ye is super handsome: I didn't expect her grades to be so good, and she looks beautiful, with a small waist, tsk tsk...

Naturally, Shen Xun didn't return. He didn't know where to go to sleep.

Han Jun smacked his lips, lying on the table as if looking at the girl by the window in front of him. She sits neatly, like a beautiful girl from the second dimension. Who would have thought that this gentle and gentle voice would just humiliate the eldest sister in the class to the point of shame?

Awesome, really awesome!

After class.

Song Yaoyao sorted out the notes in her seat, which she had learned a long time ago. But for Song Yaoyao, sitting in the classroom is also sitting dry, and it doesn't matter if you study it again.

Anyway, the main task of students is to study hard, right?

"Hey! Classmates—"

The girls were wearing high ponytails. After Li Nan's student uniform was modified, the pleated skirt covered her hips, revealing a pair of long, straight, snow-white legs. She put her arms around her chest and leaned lazily against Song Yaoyao's table.

The voice is between girls and women, with a unique little laziness.

"Huh?" Song Yaoyao raised her head while holding the book, and met the girl's bright eyes, "Is there something wrong?"

I love you, Jiu Mi~