Chapter 228 The Best Youth (15)

After a morning of fermenting, in the current classroom, the mistake of not recognizing her as Su Xia will no longer be made.

The most surprising thing was not that they didn't recognize her.

Instead, Su Xia...is so beautiful!

A small fair face the size of a palm, with clear peach-blossom eyes, a calm appearance, a little pale lips, but it doesn't affect her beauty.

When she entered the class, the sound of gasping for breath sounded from the classroom.

Although I don't know who made the voice, Su Xia's soft and beautiful face suddenly revealed a shocking effect.

Stunning, yet people can't connect her in front of her with the hostile girl who frightened Teacher Li to turn pale yesterday.

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No matter what others think of her.

Xia Ling sat down and took out the Chinese book.

It was still early Chinese reading in the morning. After everyone entered the class, after sitting for a long time, Teacher Li came in from the outside.

She changed into a black and white suit dress, and she didn't look so fat.

After arranging the content of the morning reading, Teacher Li's attention inevitably fell on the girl in the last row.

That clean and soft face looked very strange.

In the sound of reading, Teacher Li walked to Xia Ling's side.

She didn't ask Xia Ling directly, but, looking at her, asked a boy next to her.

"Zhang Yun, didn't Su Xia come this morning?"

"Su Xia..." The boy put down the book, looked at Xia Ling, and whispered to Teacher Li, "Teacher, that's Su Xia."

That's Su Xia?

Teacher Li opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl again.

Dressed in pure white casual sportswear, the short-haired girl has exquisite facial features that make people jealous, and her skin is also white porcelain, without any blemishes.

...

Could this be the gloomy and unlovable Susha?

Listen to Teacher Li's voice and feel his gaze.

Looking up, Xia Ling looked at her.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

The bottom of her eyes was bright, but there was also some dark light, and that half-smile appearance carried a sense of undisciplined danger.

Teacher Li straightened up calmly, a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, just endorse it!"

Picking up her airs, she left from the last row and wandered around in the first few rows of the classroom.

From the beginning to the end, there was no mention of Xia Ling's copying of the text.

Asking is also a white question, asking for no fun.

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And here, as soon as Teacher Li left, Tang Mohan lay down on the table in front of Xia Ling as if he had flipped a switch.

The table seemed to have a gravitational pull on him.

However, in Tang Mohan's desk pocket, Xia Ling glanced at it just now, and saw a bunch of messy checking numbers.

Goldbach Conjecture?

This guy looks like he is sleeping on his stomach, but he is actually thinking about this conjecture again in his mind, right?

Xia Ling braced her face, stared at Tang Mohan's back, and stared blankly for a while.

The Chinese class...was really boring. She flipped through these texts casually, and she could already memorize them.

For other key points and knowledge points, with her strength, it doesn't matter whether she listens to the lecture or not. Maybe she can still go to the podium with the textbook and help the Chinese teacher give a lesson?

There is a full hour of self-study in the morning, which is really drowsy.

Too sleepy, Xia Ling simply lay down and fell asleep in class.

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I don't know how long I slept, but I only know that her arm was strongly poked by the person on the left with a pen.

"Su Xia, wake up! Head teacher, here we come!"

head teacher……

She has graduated for many years, what does the class teacher care about her?