Chapter 1224: Do bad things to the male **** under the desk

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Until the bell of the Chinese lesson rang, Ye Linlang still did not see Jiang Qiran coming back.
Ye Linlang looked at the classroom entrance with a dazzling look.
What the is going on, even if Jiang Qi should not be educated to play basketball, he can't even let him fail the class?
Ye Linlang didn’t know that the directors’ teaching of Jiang Qiran’s education was not a matter of self-study and basketball, but directly talked about high school students who shouldn’t fall in love early.
But if Ye Linlang knows, it is estimated to be helpless, or indignant.
What happened to a love relationship at the age of sixteen or seven? The ancients got married and had children at this time...
Well, even if they are modern people, they haven't done anything extraordinary, so as to be so obtrusive?
Ye Linlang even felt that since he knew Jiang Qiran, it seemed that the whole person was full of positive energy.
After all, there is a whole urging you to do the "Three-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", plus your boyfriend who allows you to participate in various competition cram schools. It is difficult for you to be hard-working!
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The male teacher who taught Chinese has always been a very punctual person. He arrived at the podium early and started teaching with the materials he had prepared last night.
Ye Linlang immediately became a little absent because Jiang Qiran was absent.
She took out a beautiful notebook and began to write Jiang Qiran on it.
Later, it became a word of prayer.
I don’t know if it’s because of writing the name of the sweetheart, or that she has made progress in writing these days. Ye Linlang feels that these two words are very beautiful, and each stroke seems to have a special feeling.
When Ye Linlang was distracted, he suddenly heard a cold male voice ringing outside the door.
"report."
Ye Linlang heard the familiar male voice and suddenly looked up in surprise.
Sure enough, there was already a young man with outstanding appearance standing on the outside of the door. His face was handsome and his thin lips were slightly pursed. It didn't look very close.
The male teacher who teaches Chinese hates the late arrival of his class. Regardless of his grades, he always hates people who are not punctual.
"It has been ten minutes for class. Jiang Qiran, although your grades are very good, how come you are so late?"
Anyone can hear it, the unpleasant tone of the Chinese teacher.
Jiang Qiran pursed her lips and was about to explain, but he was robbed by Ye Linlang before he could speak.
"Teacher! Don't get me wrong! At the end of the speech just under the national flag, the director of the teaching purpose left Jiang Qiran to talk, so Qiran was late!"
The Chinese teacher frowned at the anxious young girl's voice.
When he looked back, he saw Ye Linlang, who was sitting at the far right of the classroom, had stood up, and Qingxiu's eyebrows were full of sincerity.
In fact, Chinese teachers like Ye Linlang quite.
Because Ye Linlang's composition style is very popular with Chinese teachers. Although the characters are simple, there is a very real power, eager as a fire.
Simply put, it is very aura and unique in style.
But like Jiang Qiran, the beautiful words are beautiful, but they are too spicy and too cold. They are not the dishes of this Chinese teacher.
The office is such a big place, and in fact there are a lot of gossip between the teachers. Of course, the Chinese teacher has also heard about the things between Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran.
The Chinese teacher frowned a little more.
"Ye Linlang, I asked Jiang Qiran, what did you stand up to answer?"
The classmates heard the Chinese teacher's questioning and suddenly couldn't help laughing.
A few boys sitting in the front row started to tease after seeing the excitement.
"Teacher, don't you know? The relationship between Ye Linlang and Jiang is very good!"
Speaking of the last few words, the boy also deliberately aggravated the relationship, as if he was afraid that people would not understand his out-of-string sounds.
Soon someone started to agree!
"It's not just a good relationship! People are male and female friends!"
Hearing the roar of the boys, a displeasure flashed in the eyes of the experienced Chinese teacher.
"Noisy, noisy! I just asked Ye Linlang, did you ask me to answer?"
The boys in the class who had some good deeds suddenly pouted and stopped talking.
After all, everyone knows that the language teacher is the most difficult teacher in class A of high school. Some people have tried to provoke him before, but then they will always obediently treat him.
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Just when everyone thought that the Chinese teacher would get angry, he turned around suddenly, waved his hand very quietly to Jiang Qiran, and his tone was very calm.
"Okay, for the sake of the cause, you go in. If nothing happens in the future, try not to be late next time."
Jiang Qiran nodded calmly.
"Okay, I will remember."
Ye Linlang was a little inexplicably excited to see Jiang Qiran walking towards her side.
I really wanted to know what Jiang Qiran had been talking about for so long.
She blinked to Jiang Qiran, her expression full of curiosity.
Jiang Qiran sat down lightly.
Ye Linlang deliberately moved his chair, and Chaojiang Qiran moved closer, her voice was so quiet that only she and Jiang Qiran could hear them.
"What did the head teacher talk about when they talked to you?"
From Ye Linlang's intuition, it would not be a good thing.
When Jiang Qiran was about to answer, all of a sudden, he saw the Chinese teacher's cold eye knife sweeping towards this side.
Jiang Qiran suddenly pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Among so many teachers in the class, Jiang Qiran's favorite one is still a Chinese teacher.
The reason is very simple. The teacher has a wide range of knowledge. He can speak everything in hand. Sometimes a lot of boring academic knowledge can be said by him very interesting.
Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qi shut her mouth and suddenly lost her face, but she soon noticed the silent "attention" of the Chinese teacher, and quickly pretended to stare at the textbook intently.
However, Ye Linlang was really curious about what Jiang Qiran was called to talk about. He said that curiosity killed the cat. Ye Linlang couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and held Jiang Qiran's finger a little bit.
When the palm of his hand was touched by Ye Linlang's slightly hot fingertips, Jiang Qiran's heroic sword eyebrows wrinkled.
He leaned his head and cast a silent warning towards Ye Linlang.
It seems to be saying loose.
Ye Linlang thought that Jiang Qiran's reaction was very interesting. She couldn't help but climbed up her fingers a little, scratching Jiang Qiran's palm.
Is she like this, is it a tune-what about the male god?
Ye Linlang was sweet in his heart, and then began to write on Jiang Qiran's hand.
She had just written the words "teacher", and before she could write the follow-up content, suddenly, she heard the extremely powerful voice of the Chinese teacher.
"Ye Linlang, the first paragraph of this classical Chinese text, you translate it!"