The first class of the next day was Chinese. During the ten-minute class, the whole class was reciting classical Chinese in tacit understanding, except for Qin Mo who was doing a chemistry test.

Wen Xia flipped through this article, then that one, and felt like she was reciting the same passage.

Big head.

She turned it over several times. Qin Mo noticed it and laughed unkindly.

He reached out and flipped through her Chinese textbook, finally stopping at a piece of classical Chinese—"Fu on Afang Palace." "Memorize this."

Wen Xia turned her head and looked at him, and asked seriously, "Are you sure?"

"Go ahead." Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, showing the confidence of a top student, and said, "If not, I will compensate you with a Qin Mo."

Wen Xia: “…”

Qin Mensao! Why don't you offer me a husband as compensation?

She immediately began to recite the poem about Afang Palace: "Six kings are gone, the four seas are one. The mountains of Shu are steep, and Afang Palace emerges. It covers more than 300 miles, blocking out the sun and sky. Mount Li rises in the north and bends in the west, going straight to Xianyang. Two rivers flow into the palace walls..."

Zhou Gang arrived at the classroom five minutes early. Seeing how hard-working the students were, he began to prepare the class materials with satisfaction.

When the bell rang, he clapped his hands to ask them to stop, and said half-jokingly, "It seems that my method is very good."

The whole class exclaimed "Ah" with a bitter face.

The student was humiliated, and Zhou Gang, as a teacher, was inexplicably happy. After more than ten seconds, he said, "Okay, no more nonsense. I'll pick someone to carry the responsibility."

All of the students in the class immediately pretended to be ostriches, lowered their heads, and dared not look him in the eye, silently saying in their hearts: Don’t hit me, don’t hit me…

Zhou Gang thought that since today was the first day, he should pick a student who studied hard. He couldn't pick a student who couldn't recite right away, which would affect the students' morale.

After he glanced at the class a few times, his eyes finally stopped at Wen Xia who was standing next to Qin Mo. Wen Xia accidentally met his gaze and her heart skipped a beat.

Don't hit me, don't hit me.

Although she can recite it, she may get stuck.

Qin Mo caught a glimpse of her neck shrinking to the point where it was almost invisible, and the smile on his lips immediately rose to its maximum.

Sure enough, Zhou Gang paused for three seconds and called on someone to do it: "Wen Xia, you will recite the "Fu of Afang Palace"."

The Fu of Afang Palace is the classical Chinese text we will talk about today.

The other students who were not picked breathed a sigh of relief after surviving the disaster, and then looked at Wen Xia with sympathy.

Wen Xia, who was called out, said: "..."

When she stood up, she kicked Qin Xueba who was gloating beside her, "Fu on Afang Palace, Tang, Du Mu, six kings finished, four seas one. Shu Mountain is steep, Afang Palace is out. It covers more than 300 miles, blocking out the sun and sky. Lishan Mountain is built in the north and bends in the west, going straight to Xianyang...How can we take it all and use it like mud and sand! The pillars supporting the roof are more than the farmers in the south; the rafters of the beams are more than the women working on the loom..."

"Working girl..."

She paused. What comes after "working girl"?

Stuck.

She glanced at Qin Mo for help.

Qin Mo, who was standing next to him, reminded Zhou Gang softly, "The nail heads are shining."

Wen Xia suddenly realized and immediately continued to recite: "The heads of nails are more numerous than the grains of rice in Yu. The seams between tiles are more numerous than the silk threads on the body..."

Zhao Zichuan looked at Zhou Gang, who was still kind on the podium, "..."

Can't you see cheating even with glasses on?

After a few minutes, I successfully recited "Fu on Afang Palace".

Wen Xia, who survived the disaster, sat down.

Zhou Gang simply ignored the little episode in between. He nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand to let her sit down, and encouraged her: "Wen Xia recited very well, let's encourage her." Then he clapped his hands.

The whole class followed suit.

Qin Mo clapped his hands and said in a low voice with a smile, "My wife recited very well, so I will give you a Qin Mo as a reward. Please accept it."

Wen Xia: “…”

I'll take your head.

She gave him a small punch under the table, but unexpectedly Qin Mo took the opportunity to grab her, and finally put her on his legs, holding her tightly.

Wen Xia: “…”

She subconsciously glanced at Zhou Gang above, and happened to meet his eyes. He gave her a kind look.

“…”

This is the real tension of premature love.

Huo Qiu, who was sitting at the back table, leaned over to take a curious look, and his eyes were almost blinded.

He glanced at Lin Yue, who was listening to the class attentively and had no idea about the actions of the two people in front of him.

He wanted to say: Lin Yue, look, they are holding hands in front.

While Zhou Gang was giving a lecture, he glanced at Huo Qiu several times and found that he was always staring at Wen Xia.

He raised his hand, picked up a broken piece of chalk and threw it at him, still translating the Ode to the Afang Palace, but his tone was a little heavier than before, "It covers more than 300 miles from Weinan to Xianyang, the palace is towering, blocking out the sky..."

Huo Qiu was hit hard and touched his forehead awkwardly.

At the same time, there was a thud from the table in front of her. Wen Xia was startled by the chalk and her hand hit the corner of the table.

Qin Mo leaned over, rubbed her hand, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

After Wen Xia pulled her hand back, she placed both of her hands on the table and quickly reminded him in a low voice: "I'm fine, stay away from me, the teacher is watching."

Seeing her guilty look, Qin Mo laughed in silence, then sat down properly.

When he smiled, others thought he was laughing at Huo Qiu, and the whole class burst into laughter.

Zhou Gang said half-jokingly on the podium: "Huo Qiu, you made Qin Mo laugh. You have some skills. If you use this skill in studying, you will have no problem getting into the top five."

Huo Qiu: “…”

Lao Zhou, are you blind? Is it because of my smile? It's obviously because of his girlfriend.

Girlfriend! He buried his head in his textbook and silently took the blame.

But, damn, it’s such a black pot.

Zhou Gang continued to teach. After class, he called Huo Qiu to his office. His tone was not harsh, "Do you know that you are in the third year of high school now?"

Huo Qiu nodded in confusion.

"Focus on your studies, and think about other things after graduation."

Zhou Gang pushed his glasses and reminded her tactfully, "Boys can't be worse than girls. You need to improve your grades. You don't need to be a good match, but you need to have comparable grades. Don't you think this makes sense?"

Huo Qiu looked confused. What do you mean boys can't be worse than girls? Is this the latest teacher's quote?

Despite this, he still nodded honestly and wanted to leave the office early.

Zhou Gang felt that being young was good, and he didn't say anything else. He patted his shoulder and said, "Go back to the classroom and pay attention in class."

Classroom Pan Sen saw Huo Qiu coming back, and he stretched out his foot to stop him, and joked with a sly smile, "Qiuzi, what are you daydreaming about in class? Are you thinking about your girlfriend? Tell us who your girlfriend is?"

Huo Qiu glanced at the two culprits behind him, and then said to Pan Sen unhappily, "Get away from me."

"Oh, you're so angry now. It seems my guess was right."

Pan Sen laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, accidentally touching Wen Xia's desk. Wen Xia's pen slipped and left a black line on the test paper. She: "..."

The next second, Pan Sen's laughter stopped abruptly. He was kicked in the calf and looked up at Qin Xueba's unhappy eyes, "..."

He sat properly.