To Burn On Touch

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Everyone else just wanted to finish complaining, but Yu Ran used his time in class to think of a way, Well, none of our experimental classes will come tomorrow, and the school will definitely pay attention to it.

His proposal quickly won the support of classmates who also did not want to go to class, and they passed it on to others, inciting more students to choose to skip class.

However, it didn't take long for this matter to reach the teacher's ears. As soon as Bai Yuzhu entered the classroom, she ordered the front and back doors to be closed tightly, and then sternly taught them: You are so self-willed and messing around, have you considered other people? Have you considered what I, as the class teacher, will do? Are you implicated?

Someone down there apologized bitterly.

And even if all of you skipped class, what about the teachers? Bai Yuzhu slapped the desk angrily, We still have to come to work!

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the reason why Teacher Bai was angry.

She clenched her fists to her mouth and coughed twice, and said: The director has come to the corridor to check the attendance of each class in the past two days, cough...they will definitely stop to listen to the class...cough! You should behave well then , understand what I mean?

After she finished speaking, the class was silent for a few seconds, and then someone got up and suddenly started coughing. The others immediately reacted and cleared their throats on purpose.

Everyone made up their minds to let the leaders hear how the smoggy weather destroyed the flowers of their motherland.

In English class, teachers and students were absent-minded, waiting for the school leaders to come to inspect. Yu Ran sat in the last row against the wall, he could touch the back door by raising his hand, so he was in charge of observing the situation in the corridor through the glass.

As soon as he coughed, the whole class knew that the director was coming, and many people with loud voices followed suit to perform.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, Yu Ran was worried that the leader could not hear clearly, he caught a glimpse of the man approaching from the corner of his eye, he decisively opened the back door of the classroom, and coughed violently outside.

Cough cough, cough cough, vomit—

He was coughing so badly that he didn't forget to retch at the right time. When the leader passed by a class of classrooms, he subconsciously took half a step back when he heard such a loud voice.

Yu Ran held on to the door frame and pretended to be weak, and half of his body came out of the door. While the director was observing his situation in horror, he hurriedly took out a tissue and covered his mouth: Ahem——

Then he put down his hand and slowly unfolded the paper in his hand, and there was a bright red piece in the middle.

Yu Ran raised his head tearfully, and just as he exchanged a glance with the leader in the corridor, Chu Mian pulled him back by his collar.

Soon, the director came in from the main entrance, looked at the back of the classroom with concern and asked Bai Yuzhu: What's wrong with the student in your class, is he not in good health?

Bai Yuzhu knew that there were too many flaws in Yu Ran, so she didn't dare to let the director look at him more, so she hurriedly said, Oh, they've just had problems in the past few days, isn't it because of the severe smog, maybe they got infected somewhere when going back and forth to and from school.

The director looked serious, and clicked his tongue, This is not acceptable, the students' health is critical, and if something goes wrong, we can't afford it.

He was thinking about something on the spot, remembering that he couldn't delay the teacher's class, so he turned and left first.

After the leader left the floor, Bai Yuzhu heaved a sigh of relief, put down the textbook and pointed at Yu Ran, You, ah, overacted, what did you smear on that paper towel? Red fountain pen?

Yu Ran proudly raised his hand and shook the paper, the red color in the middle was highly saturated, which was very different from the color of real blood.

Chu Mian, you don't stop him, what are you drawing?

I blocked it. Chu Mian chose to draw a clear line with Yu Ran at this time, He originally planned to write 'smog' on it with a red pen, and the word 'smog' was scribbled because he didn't know how to write it.

Hey, how do you say this! Yu Ran threw down the paper, ignored the roar of laughter from the students, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

The bright classroom is full of excitement, but the window is still bleak, and the gray air makes it difficult to distinguish between buildings and streets.

The masks at Cheng Jun’s canteen were all sold out, and people tried their best to cover their mouths and noses when they went out. After school in the evening, Yu Ran could not bear to talk to Chu Mian, and used QQāo to chat while walking.

[Wolf hid beside the dog]: Chu Mian, is there a word called looking at you in the fog?

【. 】: Looking at flowers in the fog.

[Wolf hid beside the anti-dog]: Oh, it's all the same! You are the flower!

【. 】:...

[Brother Diu takes a shot of spirit]: It's so disgusting, Yu Ran! roll! Don't come out to show!

[misaki]: Please chat privately.

[Whale Song.]: Don't tell me, the smog is so thick, I can still see Yu Ran at a glance.

[Wolf hid beside the dog]: Hey, brother is shining in the smog like this!

[Whale Song.]: Fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog, fog

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