My Wife Poke Me

When Wen Zhu arrived in the classroom, Shi Jingqian was already seated.

Although the two are currently at the same table, apart from being warm, the students in the class do not know that they live together.

The first class is Chinese, and there are still a few minutes. The representative of the Chinese class asked to take out the textbook to preview the new knowledge in advance.

Wen Zhu went to the schoolbag to find a book, but it turned out not.

She remembers that she put all her books in her schoolbag after she finished her homework yesterday.

Chu Xue heard Wen Zhu's whisper, and asked kindly, "Wen Zhu, what's wrong?"

Wen Zhu's expression was a little distressed, and she said, "My language is gone."

Chu Xue pointed it out, and some doubted, "Isn't that your language?"

Wen Zhu turned her head, didn't she find a book for a long time?

She took the book and turned a few pages, looking up at the cold boy, as if to ask her if the book was gone, if it had something to do with him.

Shi Jingqian's eyes glanced at her and said softly, "The servant has misplaced the book."

Wen Zhu: "Oh."

Classes soon began. The Chinese teacher arranged a recitation of classical Chinese text two days ago. Today is the first class and I started to check the recitation of the students.

This classic text is difficult to memorize, and the students were scared when they heard the teacher started to check.

"What to do, what to do, I'm still unfamiliar with my back, and it's easy to pause when I'm nervous--"

"Rest assured, how can there be such a decisive draw to you?"

That's the same thing, everyone is not so worried, but they also secretly pray that they don't get themselves.

The first person drawn was a representative of the Chinese class, but the representative of the Chinese class got stuck in the third paragraph.

The Chinese teacher didn't embarrass her and let her sit down.

Although this is a key class, I am also afraid of being called out by the teacher for endorsement.

The students in the audience whispered, don't draw me, don't draw me.

At this time, the language teacher spoke, "I heard the class teacher said that Shi Jingqian was among the best in Beicheng No. 1 Middle School. You might as well recite this text with everyone."

Everyone set their sights on Shi Jingqian, who was sitting by the window, even Wen Zhu was no exception.

I saw the teenager standing slowly.

At this point the sun has risen high.

He stood there against the light, his body seemed to be gilded, and a bit dazzling.

From the perspective of Wen Zhu, you can see the handsome face of the teenager.

Although he wore a school uniform issued by the school, he could not hide his cold and noble temperament.

Two seconds passed.

Just when everyone thought he would not memorize, he saw the young man slowly open his mouth, and the classical Chinese passages flowed out from his mouth fluently.

He has a nice voice, full of vitality at his age.

The classroom was very quiet. Everyone listened carefully to recite the text.

Some students even compared his textbooks to see if he had missed sentences or misread pronunciation.

No results.

From beginning to end, the young man did not drop a word, and the pronunciation was very accurate. He recited the entire text.

After the end, everyone applauded.

Even the language teacher smiled, "It is indeed a student from Beicheng No.1 Middle School."

Faced with these praises, the young man's face was always light and light, as if these were not praises to him.

On this day, the Chinese teacher first called the teenager to recite the text, followed by the math teacher, and then the English teacher. Nearly today, the teachers who taught in class 32 called the Qing Qing teenager to answer questions.

No matter how difficult it was, or if he was super-gang, he simply answered it.

In just one day, the name Shi Jingqian spread throughout Yancheng No.1 Middle School.

Many people came here in admiration. After seeing the appearance of the teenager, many girls committed idiots, and they were named as Yancheng No. 1 Middle School grass.

Since then, everyone knows that a 32-level character came from Class 32, or a school grass.