The opposite side, Quan Qiang, was sprayed head-on, and his rice bowl was also in the bag, "..."

"Fuck you."

"Don't be angry, I'll make you another portion of braised pork."

Huo Qiu quickly picked up his lunch box and quickly left the crime scene.

Looking at him as someone who had experienced it, Pansen couldn't help but laugh out loud. Finally, there was one more person to bear his "pain".

…

In the evening, after evening reading, there are three consecutive math classes.

Five minutes into the class, the math teacher hadn't arrived yet and the room was buzzing with people talking. Everyone was a little happy that the teacher hadn't come to class.

In less than a minute, Zhou Gang, who was teaching in another class, walked in. Before he could say anything, the whole class screamed "Ah".

The class taught by the head teacher is their least favorite class.

Zhou Gang didn't know what they meant. "I have a class next door. Please don't come. Your math teacher has something urgent to do and won't come tonight."

"Qin Mo, come and continue explaining the math test paper from this morning to them."

This is not the first or second time that Qin Mo has helped the teacher to explain the test papers. Sometimes when there is no substitute teacher or there is something urgent, Qin Mo will be asked to help explain the questions.

Qin Mo nodded. Zhou Gang still had classes to attend, so he didn't dare to delay any longer. "Don't talk. I can hear you from next door." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Qin Mo was more serious when explaining the test papers than the math teacher. He had a cold face and did not smile, and he explained the test papers in a very serious manner.

Well, they can hardly keep up with the thinking of the top students.

Wen Xia was also a little behind. She hadn’t understood the second step yet, but the third step had already been explained. She hesitated for a moment and raised her hand, blurting out, “Teacher Qin, I don’t understand.”

When they heard the three words "Teacher Qin", the whole class was quiet for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.

The corners of "Teacher Qin"'s mouth rose slightly, then quickly returned to normal. He then knocked on the table at the podium, signaling them to be quiet.

After they calmed down, he looked at Wen Xia and said, "Let me tell you again."

This time the lecture was obviously much slower than the last time. If someone had not been staring at a certain girl while he was lecturing, Zhao Zichuan and others might have praised him for his "dedication".

Seeing his wife calculating with a pen in hand, Qin Mo walked from the podium to her side, his finger falling on her draft book, "Yes, that's it, you don't need to do this step..."

The whole class: “…”

Is it a large class or one-on-one?

One on one.

Wen Xia understood it all at once and nodded repeatedly to show that she understood.

Qin Mo then picked up the test paper and returned to the podium, "Did you understand? If you do, go to the next question."

The whole class: “…”

Pan Sen deliberately raised his hand, "Teacher Qin, I don't understand."

The whole class laughed again.

Qin Mo said calmly: "If you don't understand, get out."

A large-scale double standard scene occurred.

Although it was funny, some students really didn't understand, so Qin Mo explained it again.

During this time, Zhou Gang took the time to come and check once. No one did anything wrong, so he felt relieved and went back to the next room to continue his class.

After two and a half classes of explaining the three big questions, Qin Mo was about to collect the papers when a male student raised his hand and said, "Qin Mo, can you explain the twelfth multiple-choice question?"

This question was explained by the math teacher. There are forty students and he cannot take care of all of them. So it is enough as long as most of the students can understand it.

All teachers are like this because they don't have much energy.

Qin Mo turned the paper over and looked at it for a second or two. It was indeed a bit difficult. He nodded and started talking again.

After the math teacher explained this question, Wen Xia asked Qin Mo to help her.

She rubbed her chin on the pen tip and watched the boy holding chalk and writing math formulas on the blackboard.

After all, he has the soul of an adult. When he raises his hand and speaks, there is a mature aura that really attracts the eyes of girls.

No wonder the little girl in the first year of high school had to write a love letter even after getting deducted points.

With Qin Mo's support, she threw love letters several times a day.

After Qin Mo finished writing the steps, he turned around and met his wife's gaze. He raised his eyebrows and quickly returned to his normal question.

After evening self-study, Qin Mo sent Wen Xia downstairs to the dormitory, and the two saw Wang Yaoyao eating ice cream with a boy.

Qin Mo looked away after just one glance, and Wen Xia also looked away. She poked his chest and whispered, "Good night, husband."

"Good night, my wife. Don't stay up late to finish the papers these two days. Be obedient and go to bed early." Qin Mo rubbed her head lovingly and watched her enter the dormitory before he turned and left.

…

Wen Xia entered the dormitory one step after Wang Yaoyao. When going up the stairs, Wang Yaoyao's book fell, and Wen Xia just picked it up and returned it to her.

"Thank you." Wang Yaoyao looked at her with complicated eyes.

Wen Xia shook her head, "You're welcome."

When she was about to enter the dormitory, Wang Yaoyao suddenly called her, "Wen Xia."

Wen Xia turned to look at her, and her first reaction was that she was trying to remind her not to talk nonsense.

Wang Yaoyao bit her lip and whispered, "I'm sorry for what happened before."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, then shook her head when she came to her senses.

The interpersonal relationships during adolescence are actually very simple, so simple that if I hate you or don’t like you, I will express it directly.

This kind of interpersonal relationship is much simpler than those in society.

She was so good-tempered that she was forgiven. Wang Yaoyao blushed a little and bit her lower lip. "I'm really sorry. I'll help you clean the dormitory in the next few weeks."

Wen Xia saw that she was sincere and smiled, "No need, the lights will be turned off soon, go wash up quickly."

The next morning.

After Wang Yaoyao finished washing up, she looked at Wen Xia who was still washing up, hesitated for a moment and said, "Xia Xia, how long do you have? Let's wait for you together."

Everyone in the dormitory was a little surprised, but soon went about their own business.

"You guys go first, my cousin is waiting for me downstairs." Wen Xia turned around and smiled back at her.

Wang Yaoyao said "OK", and then followed Su Mingyu and the others.

When they were walking down the dormitory stairs, Su Mingyu held Wang Yaoyao's hand and said, "Yaoyao, have you reconciled with Wen Xia?"

"Well, I did something wrong before."

Wang Yaoyao had been struggling for a long time before, but now that she had talked it out, she felt relieved. She smiled at her good friends around her and said, "Thank you."

Yu Ling understood what she meant and said, "Hehe," "What are you thanking me for? The three of us are good friends, good friends for life."

"That's right." Su Mingyu nodded.

…

Wen Xia felt embarrassed after receiving snacks from Wang Yaoyao and the others in the morning, so she took some snacks from Qin Mo's drawer and shared them with them.

They all accepted it.

Wen Xia began to integrate into the girls' team of the Rocket Class. She would tell her any gossip about the school. She also found out that Wang Yaoyao's boyfriend was her neighbor.

The two are childhood sweethearts, true childhood sweethearts, and grew up together.

Qin Mo felt like he had fallen out of favor. This was already the third day that he hadn't had lunch with his wife.

Seeing that Wen Xia was about to team up with Wang Yaoyao and the others for lunch, he pulled her wrist and "accused" her quietly, "You have three palaces and six courtyards, so it's time for you to favor me."

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