What if Bai Yueguang is a sand sculpture? (MTL)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 The same table

    Qian Jin has an ominous premonition!

    Things were completely out of her control, and the plan she had planned before had no chance of being implemented.

    Don't panic, don't panic...

    She tried her best to calm down and analyzed carefully: There is no shadow of Lin Jing in the classroom now, and there is no blank desk, which means that the future great devil is not in this class at all.

    This is good news!

    However, Qian Jin cautiously gave a prepared speech before the teacher assigned the seats: "Teacher, I am a little short-sighted, can I sit in the front?" The

    head teacher is a good young and responsible teacher. The seat in the classroom thought: "Okay, let the teacher see how to arrange it properly."

    "Teacher." Qian Jin raised his hand actively, his eyes rolled gurglingly, "Don't disturb the positions of the students, everyone must be I'm used to it, just add a desk at the door."

    "But, will it be too close to the blackboard? Too close is not good for the eyes."

    After all, the noble high school was built with money, and the classrooms are spacious. The light is good, the tables and chairs and the inferior products that are not stable on the flat ground are very different. Even the position of the students and the distance from the blackboard have been evaluated by experts.

    "It's alright!" Qian Jin hurriedly shook his head, "This is just right for me! Teacher, I don't want to wear glasses, I'm very ugly wearing glasses!" The head

    teacher: "..."

    She sighed helplessly. Being beautiful is very forgiving.

    Perhaps it was because she had just become a mother, Song Wenyu became more and more fond of these children. As long as it was not a major issue related to study and morality, she was willing to let them do what she wanted. She always believed that interest was the best. Teacher, attitude is very important.

    "Well, if one day you feel uncomfortable, tell the teacher again. Also, you are full of youth, no matter how you dress up, you will be lively and cute!"

    Qian Jin was severely attacked by Song Wenyu's gentleness. She really misses her teacher so much, and she still has this feeling of being taken care of!

    After entering the society, it's not bad that others don't count on you and cheat you, how can they treat you for no reason?

    "Thank you, teacher!"

    Qian Jin thanked him with a smile, not at all feeling that his actual age, who was in his twenties, was thick-skinned.

    In the end, Qian Jin was very happy when he sat by the door, and only felt that his heart was at ease.

    She opened the unfamiliar and familiar textbook, but after leaving the campus for four years, she had a feeling of facing ancient memories.

    He picked up the pen, scribbled two lines on the paper, and wrote a few words, which was a little awkward, as if his hands were not his own.

    Qian Jin gnawed on the textbook, still as mad as the previous life, but after a while, the neatly combed ponytail was caught in a mess.

    Although it is very laborious, but after living for more than ten years, the thinking logic is much stronger than that of real high school students.