Chapter 22: classes22

A gust of wind blew in from the back door of the classroom, tiptoed across the tables and chairs, and closed the front door with a bang.
Thanks and turned his head to look at Helin in shock, unable to speak for a long time.
"No," she tried to explain, Kurakura waved her hand in panic: "I'm translating the sentence you wrote..."
Helin propped his chin, his long body was facing her, his back was drawn upright by the setting sun, and he said clearly, "I'm telling the truth."
As he said, worried that she didn't hear clearly, he repeated: "I like you."
Not joking, not translating sentences.
But really like it.
...
At this time, thanks to the mentality really exploded.
The noise of the playground downstairs gradually faded away, and the overhead electric fan was spinning round and round. She stepped back and accidentally knocked off the thermos on the table.
"Bang Dang" echoed in the classroom, very clearly. Thank you, the whole person is a bit bad, her head is dumbfounded, her hands and feet are stiff, she stares at Helin's face, and what she says for a long time is a sentence: "This word is not used like this."
The perennial failing English scum dare to question the first place. Helin wasn't angry, but instead he curled his brows and smiled, and asked, "Then what do you think should be used?"
Thanks and rigorously explained to him: "It should be ‘Ilikeuliterally’."
There is no difference at all between these two sentences. Fortunately, she still said so rightly. Helin asked: "What did I just say?"
Thanks: "Iliterallylikeu."
Helin curled his lips slightly, Xiaodudian wondered how many times he had accidentally confessed to him. He nodded cooperatively, and said with a pun: "Well, I also think that "like you" should be placed in front of everything."
"..."
She was talking to him, and he suddenly confessed what was going on!
Thanks Huo Di and sat up on the stool, his cheeks were red, the roots of his ears were soft, and his dark eyes were moist and shiny by him. Those who didn't know thought they had been bullied by some greatness. She probably has never encountered such a direct and frank confession, panicking at a loss, knowing only one sentence back and forth: "You, how can you now..."
Helin knew what she wanted to say, and grabbed her wrist one step in advance to prevent her from running away again. Asked: "Why not?"
He said: "I like you, I can still take the first place in the grade. I teach you English questions that you can't do, and you win every basketball game."
He was sincere: "Thanks, you are my motivation."
Thanks for it, he stayed in a daze, Yuanmu met his eyes, thinking for a long time, still couldn't help but pierce through: "But you only got fifth place in the grade last semester."
He Lin tilted his mouth and admitted frankly: "Because you didn't talk to me at the end of last semester."
Thanks:?
What does it have to do with her?
He didn't change his face and accused: "You affected my mood and made me unable to concentrate on the exam."
Thanks: "..."
The gangster came off guard, thanked him and opened his eyes, unable to say anything to refute.
After all, she was the one who ignored him, and she was the one who avoided him.
Thanks for the reason, He Lin continued without thinking about how to answer, "So in order to prevent me from stepping back, you have to stay with me and supervise me..."
Before he could finish speaking, thanked him and hurriedly broke away his hand. She shook her head, eyes red like a troubled little animal, and refused: "No...I, I didn't promise to be with you."
Helin Congshan Ruliu: "Then when will you agree?"
How can you know if you thank you?
She was in a mess now, and she turned her head and ran out of the classroom without even bothering to answer Helin's question.
...
I forgot to take my schoolbag.
Back to the dormitory, thanked him and buried himself in the quilt.
She escaped the evening self-study and shrank her forehead against the cold wall, so she couldn't help but remember what Helin had said.
How could he like her?
He has always been the best and most outstanding student in his mother's mouth, and it seems impossible for him to fall in love with him.
And even if he likes it, what he likes should be the tall and beautiful girl like "Pea".
It's not like she doesn't even have one meter six.
……Thanks, I definitely don't admit it is inferiority.
I just think their height is a bit unsuitable.
But what does she care about height?
She didn't become his girlfriend again!
Thanks for thinking about it, thinking about running off the subject, shaking his head to get out of Helin.
However, Helin seemed to have taken root in her head, instead of driving away, the English he taught her became clearer.
Thanks to him, she probably won't forget this word in a short time. Maybe it will get deeper and deeper.
In the evening, the roommate came back from self-study in the evening. After seeing her, she lay motionless on the bed, thinking that she was not feeling well, and asked her with concern.
She said dullly, "I'm fine", and there was no more movement.
The roommate wanted to ask more, but couldn't start.
Finally thanked me and fell asleep in the quilt unconsciously.
In the dimness, it seemed to hear the phone ringing slightly.
She didn't care, covered her ears and continued to sleep.
After getting up the next day, she thanked her and thought about a hundred reasons not to go to class, but she finally overturned them. Still obediently wash and change school uniforms and go to class.
Many people have already arrived in the class.
In the third row of the first group, Helin was already sitting by the window.
He was wearing a blue school uniform shirt, with straight shoulders and slender limbs. A boy in front asked him about yesterday's homework, and he patiently answered the answer with a pen.
When he was speaking, he noticed the arrival of Thanks, and raised his head to look towards the door.
Thanks for a violent step, he was half a beat slow.
But Helin stopped lecturing to the boy in front, turning the pen at his fingertips, looking at her wholeheartedly.
The thanked face flushed again uncontrollably.
The boy in front asked: "Helin, this question has not been finished yet, why are the resistances of R1 and R2 this...what are you looking at?"
He Lin's sentence usually said: "Look at the girl I like."
Thanks: "..."
The boy followed and looked behind him, there was no one there, and there was no sign of thanks.
He thought Helin was joking with him, so he didn't care about it after he cursed.
I thanked Yang Kuan and walked to the fourth row beside Yang Kuan. He reached out and knocked on Yang Kuan's table, who was immersed in his homework, and asked softly, "Can I change seats with you today?"
It's not that she doesn't want to be at the same table with Helin, but what happened yesterday happened too suddenly.
She needs some psychological preparation.
Yang Kuan could sit with anyone in the first place, and he didn't even bother to sit with Helin. He packed up his books and was about to agree, when He Lin glanced over carelessly, as if he dared to nod, he was immediately rude to him.
The movement on Yang Kuan's hand became stiff, and he quickly reacted. The word "good" rolled and rolled on the tip of his tongue, and finally became: "No, I just like to sit here."