First Love Fantasy Season: The Prince Is A Little Bad

Almost everyone had a sad face and was unwilling to help.

Yinghan felt some pain in her head, which she had expected. Forget it, she would discuss it with the teacher. No matter what, she couldn't do so many things by herself.

Just as she was about to turn around, the originally noisy classroom was suddenly overshadowed by a calm voice: "I'll draw, okay?"

Oh, the original noise in the classroom subsided instantly, and everyone opened their eyes and looked at the person who spoke - An Ze.

It's him! How could he do this? Yinghan was stunned for a few seconds.

"What, don't you need my help?" He said casually, looking like he was about to change his mind.

Yinghan woke up with a start and shook his head: "No, I really need your help. Thank you, classmate Anze."

After getting his help, Yinghan asked again: "There is still one classmate left, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, he was disrupted by many classmates:

"Monitor, I am willing. I can write quite beautifully."

"Monitor, me too, I write very well."

"Monitor..."

Compared with just now, everyone was avoiding hot potatoes, now every female classmate is actively fighting for this only spot. Everyone knows the reason. After school, being able to stay with the handsome Anze guy to do things for the class,

Who wouldn’t want to!

However, the number of places was limited. Yinghan twitched his lips and sighed that Yu Anze's charm was really great. Just now, the students looked like it didn't matter, but now they seemed to have lost something important because they were not able to participate.

Something like.

"But, there is only one quota. Last time I saw Zhang Jun's handwriting, which is very suitable for writing blackboard newspapers, so..."

"Thank you monitor, I will try my best." Zhang Jun's loud voice rang out.

Yinghan wanted to laugh, but she held it back. It seems that beauty is sometimes a comforting thing these days. If it weren't for Anze's beauty, how could she have made these classmates rush for her?

How about staying at school on weekends to write and draw together?

"Now that the number of people has been decided, the students who were selected during the weekend will stay, and we will use these two days to write out the blackboard report." After saying that, Yinghan walked back to his seat. But for some reason, she

She always felt that there was a line of sight following her closely. She looked back, only to find that there was no trace of that line of sight.