Chapter 48: [002] Envy, Envy

The boys looked enviously and jealously with Yang Zimei passing by themselves, sitting indifferently at the empty table next to Huang Yifeng.
Huang Yifeng clamped his armpit a little nervously, sitting on his side, and didn't dare to move.
The reason why he had not been at the same table before, except for the fact that there was an odd number in the class, the biggest reason was that he had a strong body odor, and everyone refused to sit with him, even his neighbors were unwilling.
Now, the little dragon girl is generally white and elegant, and she even sits next to him with a touch of natural and elegant Yang Zimei. He starts to have a low self-esteem, and dare not even talk to her.
Yang Zimei ’s practice of air-conducting technique is very sensitive to the senses of the senses. He naturally smells the smell of body odor from him, but instead of showing disapproval, he slightly smiled at him,
Hello, I ’m glad We can be at the same table. "
"You ... you ... well ..."
Huang Yifeng rolled his tongue and responded nervously, "I ... is called Huang Yifeng."
"My name is Yang Zimei, and I will learn more about it in the future." Yang Zimei looked at the boy who had loyalty in his face, but was nervous because of his taste, and tried his best to show affinity.
"Begin to study ..." Huang Yifeng sweated down.
The more sweat he had, the stronger his body odor and began to wander around.
The left and right classmates began to cover their noses.
Huang Yifeng looked at Yang Zimei with an anxiety, fearing that he would stink her, and the psychological pressure would become more severe.
He saw that she still smiled lightly, without any disapproval, as if he could not smell his smell.
In fact, Yang Zimei closed her smell at this time, so no matter how smelly or fragrant she could not smell.
Class teacher Qin Kaiwen has started the class.
He took a Chinese class.
This lesson is just explaining "The Book of Songs · Zhou Nan · Guan 雎":
"Guanguan is a dove, on the continent of the river. A lady, a gentleman is so good.
Stray amaranth, left and right. Lady, please.
poo. Long and careless, tossing and turning.
Stray amaranth, pick it around. Lady, Qin Seyou.
Stray amaranth, simmering left and right. My lady, Bell and Drum enjoy it. "
The female classmates found that Qin Kaiwen ’s voice was really unprecedentedly magnetic and low-sounding when chanting this poem. Also, the boys were reading the poem while looking at Yang Zimei, who was sitting quietly. The voice was deliberately made. Loud, trying to get her attention in general.
The girls are a little jealous.
Especially Banhua Lin Yiting.
In the past, most of the boys in the class often peeked at her. Now, the peeked object actually changed, and her self-esteem was hit. The hardest hit was that she had been secretly in love with the class teacher Qin Kaiwen, as if also He has very special feelings for the transfer student. His deep and bright eyes always look at Yang Zimei from time to time.
Envy is like a poisonous snake, biting her heart, biting her lower lip is about to bleed, and continually cursing: "Dead country girl dead country girl dead country girl."
For the first time in this classroom atmosphere, Yang Zimei felt very interesting, but she had never experienced it in the last life.
Therefore, although she memorized the content of the poem at a glance and understood it, she still listened to the teacher very carefully.
Under the gaze of her and white eyes, Qin Kaiwen explained this lesson in a leak-free, lively and interesting way, which created a beautiful enjoyment and pursuit.