Xie Yan looked sleepy, his eyelashes as thick as crow feathers pressed down listlessly, and a narrow shadow fell from his eyes. He said lazily, "I won't go to bed at around three o'clock."

"Then you have worked so hard." Lin Er said sincerely and admirably.

Working overtime is worthy of tribute to all workers.

"?" Xie Yan became more and more puzzled when he heard it.

No, what's going on with her tone?

I can't tell what's strange, but it sounds like something is wrong in my ears, as if it has a different meaning.

The second section is chemistry class.

The chemistry teacher is a very young male teacher named Liu San, who looks like he is 27 or 28 years old, and he must have just graduated from university.

Teacher Xiao Liu is very fashionable. He is wearing a scumbag with tin foil on his head, wearing two black earrings on his ears, a blue dragon on his left arm, and a white tiger on his right shoulder. He doesn't look like a people's teacher, but like a gangster boss.

Liner had a little impression of him, one of the dozen crazy predatory gluttons I saw in the office in the morning.

Director Xu said that this teacher Liu is also a doctoral student from a prestigious overseas Ivy League school.

But before Lin Er could appreciate the teaching level of doctoral students from prestigious universities, he first experienced a thrilling disaster relief and rescue activities.

Because of this teacher Liu, he exploded the podium when he came up.

With a deafening "Bang!", the red flames on the podium soared three feet high, almost igniting the hair of several students in the front row.

Teacher Xiao Liu said in a hurry while extinguishing the fire: "It's okay, all students don't panic. Stay calm. There's no big problem. It's just that the alcohol lamp is knocked down."

“…”

That's it???

Lin Er has doubts about the teaching level of the teachers in No. 9 Middle School.

It is probably not the first time such an accident has occurred. The students in the class are very calm. The chemistry representative in the front row neatly unscrewed the water cup, made a wet rag, then covered the alcohol, and quickly cleaned up the mess.

Lin Er stared at Teacher Xiao Liu's eyebrows that were obviously burned by the fire, and his mood was a little complicated.

Director Xu talked about the graduates of prestigious universities as bragging, right?

Xie Yan supported his chin with one hand, looked up at the podium, then lowered his head again, reached out and touched the unopened cup of milk tea from the belly of the table.

In order to show his friendly attitude towards his new classmates, Xie Yan was polite before drinking milk tea: "Do you drink it?"

The polite meaning in his words is too obvious, just like when visiting relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, when relatives greet you and politely leave you for dinner.

If you say yes, it means you are ignorant.

So Lin said politely: "No, thank you."

After the second class, there was a thirty-minute class break, and each grade had a break event. Shi Sang was the class monitor and couldn't leave. So, he used the flower to offer Buddha to hand over the task of taking the new classmate to receive the book to Xie Yan: "Brother, can you take your sister there?"

Lin Er, who had an inexplicable addition to a younger brother, said: "?"

After two hours of knowing each other, Shi Sang began to call her sister enthusiastically.

Xie Yan leaned against the wall behind, and the cup of milk tea was just finished. He raised his hand and threw the empty paper cup he was holding towards the trash can. The paper cup drew a perfect arc in the air and fell into the trash can with a bang.

"Why am I going?"
Chapter completed!