: The first class is a political thinking class, full of three points.

Before the class, Ruan Tian listened to other classmates whispering, "Why are there so many people who are thinking about class?"
"Don't you know? Teacher Si Xiu is a handsome man. He used to be an honorary professor who didn't take a class. He actually came to be a class teacher this semester."
"Good-looking is handsome, and the cold group is also true. He was a substitute teacher several years ago. The 60 people in the class died of more than 30. It is like a ruthless killer. It's super scary."
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Ruan Tian thought that the teacher who had not seen him was the Lord Yan who came to claim his life.
Are universities so terrible now? !
At 8:30 in the morning, Qin Yu entered the classroom on time, with a Sima face and a cold expression, looking down the classroom.
The other students were stunned by this look, and they contracted their necks subconsciously.
Only Ruan Tian was not frightened at all. She froze for a few seconds. After she recovered, she whispered, "Is the current teachers all this kind of virtue?"
Qin Yu laughed as if he could hear him.
Tapping his thumb on the desktop, he said, "Sorry, don't be nervous, I'm just here to take a few lessons."
Ruan Tian sent him a WeChat message on her mobile phone: [Then what are you doing here? 】
It's just a substitute, not a formal worker, so bullish.
Qin Yu glanced at the news, stared at the screen with low eyes, and typed in reply: [Do you want to hang up? OK received. 】
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