Drifting Towards You

Thinking like this, Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little wandering.

The teacher on the stage just explained a few sample questions, and said warmly: "I will give a few practice questions below. Please some students come to the front to do it."

As soon as I heard the important points, the atmosphere in the entire classroom became a little serious, and the people who had been lying on the table also sat up one after another, and began to ask the teacher what had just been said.

The teacher flipped through the roll, then glanced at it and said, "Li Xiaoxiao."

Li Xiaoxiao stood up slowly:...

She may be able to buy lottery tickets today, and she can win such a small probability.

But what did the teacher just say?

She just paid attention to what Si Mocheng and Tang Ziyan were talking about, and didn't even listen to the next two questions...

Li Xiaoxiao stood there, looked at Si Mocheng, and whispered: "I don't seem to know what to do?"

Si Mocheng glanced at her and said warmly, "Go try."

Tang Ziyan on the side heard this and said with a bit of gloat: "Yes, Xiaoxiao, just go and try. Even if you can't do it, I believe the teacher won't say anything. Besides, I have always heard that you are a schoolmaster. Presumably if you can't do it, others can't do it even more."

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at her, but didn't say anything, but in the bottom of his heart he had already drawn a bunch of black crosses on her face with a marker.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate, got up and walked towards the podium.

Tang Ziyan glanced at the high math questions on the blackboard, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

It won't be the best. I've always heard that Li Xiaoxiao is a schoolmaster, but now it seems that he is nothing.

The teacher looked down at the list of points, then raised his head, his gaze swept over the two girls Tang Ziyan who was talking to a friend, and then said: "I have asked four questions in total, and the remaining classmates in Xiaoxiao's row are also together. Come forward."

Li Xiaoxiao, who had just picked up the chalk, couldn't help but look back. There were four people in her row.

The rest are Si Mocheng and Tang Ziyan.

The teacher's voice only fell, and Si Mocheng was stunned for a moment this time. He did not expect that he had been away from school for many years, and when he was called to the podium to do a question.

But just for a moment, he stood up without changing his face and walked to the blackboard.

When he was with him, many girls exclaimed.

"Which class is he in? So handsome!"

"Yeah...how come I haven't seen it before."

"You didn't see it, he and Li Xiaoxiao came together, it looks like her boyfriend."

"My God, I didn't expect Xiaoxiao's boyfriend to be so handsome. No wonder the president of the student union chased her and ignored her!"

...

A series of discussions sounded, full of excitement.

But Tang Ziyan and her friends obviously didn't have time to participate in these gossips, and they would be completely dumbfounded.

They are art students, and the requirements for cultural class scores are very low. If they can understand a little English at any rate, they can be high... They don't have this class at all.

Tang Ziyan's face changed a few times, and she did not move.

"Zi Yan, what shall we do?" the person next to her whispered.

Tang Ziyan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Teacher, I am not a student of the Computer School, I just want to come and listen."

When she heard her voice, many people turned their heads and looked over.

Tang Ziyan's popularity is not low, and many people immediately recognized her and started talking in a low voice.

Tang Ziyan originally thought that after she explained the situation, the teacher would not let her go forward. Unexpectedly, the teacher said again: "Since you are here to listen to the class, then come up and try. It's new content, even if there is no foundation, it should be able to make a score of six or seven."