Chapter 388: Brother, can I keep your WeChat

And Song Yi, what should be found out, she will definitely find out!
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at the same time.
There is a youthful harmony in the school.
In the classroom, Song Nuan sat quietly doing questions.
The classmates are also reviewing seriously, the classroom is silent and no one speaks.
At this time, the teacher opened the door and entered.
He clapped his hands: "Everyone stopped the homework in their hands for a day, and the teacher said something."
Song Nuan lowered his head and didn't respond, just studying the physics problems in his hands.
I don't want to be distracted by my teacher.
All the classmates stopped, only Song Nuan was working hard.
Standing on the podium, the teacher could see Song Nuan at a glance.
The teacher frowned: "Song Nuan!"
Song Nuan sat where he heard the wind and didn't move his head, but the pen in his hand never stopped.
The teacher really had no choice but to pick up the chalk in the chalk box and drag it towards her.
"Aw--" Song Nuan was hit by chalk on his forehead, and covered his forehead with a scream.
Xing Miao stared wide, and turned to the teacher on the stage, with dissatisfaction in her soft tone: "What are you doing."
"If you have anything, just say, I don't have long ears, why do I have to control my behavior?"
"Doesn't it matter if my ears listen?"
"You..." I'm always angry, knowing that girl Song Nuan has always been shocking, and it's not easy to manage.
Song Nuan was interrupted in solving the problem and was very upset.
The teacher exhales. It is said that this little girl has a backstage and background. She endured it.
"Now it is announced that we will go down to the playground for a fire drill in a while, and firefighters will come over to talk to us about fire prevention knowledge in a while.
"You will immediately gather in the playground and line up, and the monitor will click on the number of people."
Song Nuan: "Can I not go?"
"You can't not go!" The teacher couldn't bear it. "Know that you love learning, but you have to have a degree. You have a lot of time to study. It is not bad for a while. This is a safe thing. You have to learn. listen."
"In case the fire really comes and your life is gone, I see what you learn."
"Hahaha..." The classmates laughed when they heard this.
Song Nuan: "..."
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In the end, he was reluctant, and stood in line on the playground.
I don't know what's going on, today's sun is a bit big, and my eyes are dazzling.
The headmaster on the stage was talking official words, and Song Nuan sounded drowsy. It might as well go back and solve a few questions.
She looked around, all the teachers were listening carefully, and some classmates were also quietly speaking.
Song Nuan thought for a while, preparing to sneak away from the crowd.
However, she did so.
The cat walked around the crowd without causing the teacher to notice it.
When the classmate saw it, he just opened one eye, closed one eye and said nothing.
Because their class was close to the toilet, Song Nuan wanted to go into the toilet before turning out.
Just came out of the team and quietly walked around the toilet door.
From time to time, I look back to see if the teacher finds it.
Seeing that the teacher was still listening to the principal attentively, she took a breath and lifted up to go into the toilet.
"Woo-" As soon as he got up, he bumped into someone head on.
She clutched her forehead, who did she bother with her forehead today?
She raised her head, her eyes were round, staring at the person in front of her.
The man wore a firefighter suit, not in the fire scene, but in a simple suit.
She is tall and beautiful, more than one head taller than her.
But... the chest is so hard.
She felt pain on her forehead now. From this angle, she looked at his jaw line delicately and resolutely, and the man looked at her condescendingly.
Those eyes were slightly curved in a beautiful arc.
It should have been a pair of sharp and serious eyes, but at this moment, there was a smile and a sense of affinity.
"Little classmate, what are you doing here?"
He has a nice voice, low, magnetic, and a strong voice, but the tone is really nice.
Song Nuan thought so.
Lu Yan just came out of the toilet and bumped into such a little girl.
The hands he had just washed were still dripping. He opened his hands and stepped back to ask.
Song Nuan spent a long time: "It's a little troublesome, so I want to go to the toilet."
Her voice was soft and waxy, she was at a loss for what to do, and she was full of excuses, but finally found such a bad excuse.
People can't help but feel funny and cute.
As soon as she finished saying this, a man's low laugh came in her ear.
Song Nuan frowned: "What are you laughing at?"
Originally, there was still some good feeling for this man's kind eyes, and his good feelings disappeared instantly after such a smile.
Lu Yan said, "Little classmate, it doesn't seem like you are not studying well, looking at you like this."
"Why don't you listen to the principal's speech so well that you want to sneak into the toilet?"
Song Nuanu said, although he didn't want to answer this weird firefighter brother, but he was afraid that he would sue the teacher.
Ever since, Song Nuan raised his little hand, pulled his sleeve, and pulled Lu Yan into the toilet, still muttering softly in his mouth: "You come in, don't be seen."
Lu Yan couldn't help but laughed at her cute look again.
But still very obediently followed her to the public hand washing position in the toilet.
"I can tell you why I came here, but you have to promise me not to tell my teacher."
Today, she already made the teacher unhappy. She is sneaking over now, if he tells the teacher, the teacher will tell his parents.
She will definitely be talked about when she goes back, and there will be no more time to do the questions.
Lu Yan looked at the cute little student in front of him and smiled: "Speak first, I'm thinking about whether I should tell you the teacher."
Song Nuan stared, she was now very defensive against strangers.
Especially, strange men.
Because of Gu Nan wine.
If it weren't for the man in front of her in a firefighter's suit, she would have specified to run away.
Song Nuan: "Then I won't say anything."
Lu Yan smiled, the little classmate still had a temper.
"All right, I promised you not to tell your teacher, so you can tell me?"
Song Nuan was dubious: "Really?"
Lu Yan looked at the wall, slender, with sharp eyes with a smile: "Really, why did I lie to you?"
Song Nuan carefully considered it and explained the ins and outs.
Lu Yan was a little surprised: "It turns out that the little classmates love to study too much, can I know you? What is your name."
"No." Song Nuan shook his head: "We don't need to know each other."
"why?"
"I don't like men. Stay away from me."
If it were not for fear that he would tell the teacher, she would not talk to him more.
Lu Yan paused, and at this moment, he could see the resistance in the eyes of the little student in front of him.
Resistance to him, resistance to men.
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