I am a Good Man

Not only girls are watching, boys are also taking a peek intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's a bit noisy. The class I'm teaching is too boring? What's so interesting about it? Which classmate can come up and share it with you?" The teacher on the podium raised his voice and glanced around.

There was silence in the classroom.

"Which classmate can come up and share? I see those people over there just couldn't stop talking." The teacher said, staring at one spot and speaking again.

The girl who had just been having an exciting discussion lowered her head, burying her head and not daring to make a sound.

The teacher then looked away and continued teaching, "Did we just talk about suitability? Possibility? To give another example, everyone here, especially female students, don't believe in any one person. Let me tell you, there is someone who is suitable for you. N+1, you just choose which one among N+1. Of course, men’s mouths can indeed lie, so fellow men, please don’t be unconvinced..."

Below, on the right side by the window, Yang Ying is sitting inside, and Ji Yang is sitting outside. She is staring at the podium, and she seems to find it novel. She moves closer to him and lowers her voice and says, "This teacher's speech is really humorous. Quite interesting.”

Ji Yang unscrewed the bottle of yogurt on the table and handed it to her. At the same time, he pushed the book he was pretentiously writing over, "If it's interesting, listen more and take notes."

"No!" Yang Ying took the yogurt and drank it. She pushed back the book in front of her with a look of resistance and shook her head.

That look was a bit cute. Ji Yang raised the corner of his mouth a little and reached out to rub her head. Finally, he endured it and grabbed her hand under the table and put it on his lap.

"Don't you think it's interesting?" she asked quietly.

"do not think so."

"..."

He really didn't feel that when others were laughing, his face was expressionless, and he even felt a little bored.

Yang Ying looked at him like this and looked sideways at him. Their hands were still held together, and she couldn't help but scratch his palm.

Ji Yang frowned at this scratch.

She arched her eyebrows and bent her fingers to scratch. However, the next second, someone grabbed her hand and she couldn't move at all.

"Well..." Yang Ying's expression changed.

Ji Yang looked at the blackboard with a smile in his eyes.

In class, she didn't dare to make any big moves. She struggled to break free little by little, but she couldn't break away, and her face changed.

"open."

He pretended not to hear.

"It must be red." Yang Ying pursed her lips and reached out with her other hand to tug at the corner of his clothes.

Some begged for mercy.

Ji Yang was actually indifferent and started taking notes in a decent manner.

Yang Ying had no idea, so she used her free hand to drink yogurt. As for her hand, let's just hold it.

The two people thought their normal actions could not escape the girl's sharp eyes. After discovering something fishy, ​​the discussion became even louder.

Yang Ying always felt like someone was looking at her, and when she looked over, she could even meet someone's eyes, which made her full of doubts.

What's wrong?

Is there something on her face?

The whispers grew louder and louder.

"Quiet!" The teacher patted the table, "What's going on? Did you take a stimulant today?"

"No, let me tell you, there is definitely something fishy."

"Didn't Ji Yang have a girlfriend from high school? Who is this?"

"Stop talking."

…

"The one in red, stand up!" the teacher said and went to get the name book. "Let me see what your name is. You are still talking."

The group of people who were talking enthusiastically fell silent.

The girl's face was full of gossip, and she didn't realize that the teacher was talking about her. When she realized that everyone was looking at her, her face froze.

"Ring, ring, ring..." The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

"Let's get out of class. Don't let this happen again next time I have class!" The teacher closed the roll call book again and said.

Other students have to rush to other classrooms, so there is nothing to delay in this kind of class.

Everyone stood up, packed their things and walked towards the door. Yang Ying also stood up and moved towards the door after Ji Yang.

The classroom is large, but there are only two exits, so people are crowded together at once.

Ji Yang was carrying a shoulder bag, and his other hand habitually pulled back, took Yang Ying's hand, and brought it to him.

Yang Ying felt that more eyes were on her.

Why?

There are other lovers too. Did they find out that she is not from this school? Unlikely?

Feeling a little unnatural, she leaned closer to her, took his arm and walked forward.

This pull seems to be even more wrong?

"Let's go quickly." She said to Ji Yang, feeling like she was being watched like a monkey.

It's so uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yang asked.

"I'm hungry." She thought maybe she was feeling wrong and was too sensitive.

Why are people looking at her?

College is not a high school, and there are many couples on the road.

"I'll take you to Wushitang. There's some pretty good ethnic minority dishes there." Ji Yang answered.

Yang Ying nodded, feeling that there were too many people and had to leave quickly.

What she didn't expect was that when she went to other places, someone seemed to be looking at her, their eyes turned away from Ji Yang, and then they stared at her.

Surprised, surprised, curious, compared, looked at...

There are all kinds of expressions.

"Is there something on my face?" Yang Ying herself felt guilty and became increasingly afraid to raise her head and walk.

what happened?

"No." Ji Yang shook his head.

"Then why..." As soon as she finished speaking, someone came up in front of her, looked at her with wide eyes, and then looked at Ji Yang, "Okay, you brought it all to school?"

The opponent was wearing a sports suit and holding a basketball. He came over and wanted to pat Ji Yang on the shoulder, but he stopped him.

"The one from high school? Am I right?" The man spoke again, smiling and showing a row of white teeth.

Ji Yang glanced at him, then looked at Yang Ying, "My roommate, Zhang Zihao."