Chapter 3 If you don't like it, then pick one you like



See Hu Yuying agreed.

Li Qian invited Hu Yuying to go to the toilet together.

I don’t know why, but girls always like to go to the bathroom together.

On the way, Li Qian also introduced the situation of her class to Hu Yuying.

Actually, there was nothing serious. Apart from a few bad apples, the class atmosphere was actually quite good.

On the way to the toilet, I happened to meet Wang Shuo who was coming back from the toilet.

"Classmate Hu Yuying, we meet again." He had teased her with words before, but found that she didn't dare to resist. He knew that such a good girl was the easiest to bully, and he couldn't help but want to continue bullying and teasing her.

In response to Wang Shuo's words, Hu Yuying pursed her lips, as if she didn't hear them. She lowered her eyes and pretended not to see them, and walked past him without saying a word.

This is Hu Yuying's personality. If you ask her to swear, she can't do it.

So when faced with people she doesn't like or things she doesn't like, she would always remain silent and pretend to ignore them.

In high school, when you are 17 or 18 years old, appearance is the most important thing.

Being ignored in front of so many people, Wang Shuo's expression changed immediately.

After all, he is one of the most influential figures in the senior year of high school. Even if he is scolded by a girl, outsiders will think that he, Wang Shuo, is right and the other party is just flirting and playing!

But being ignored directly would make him feel embarrassed.

He returned to the classroom and walked around it. When he passed by Hu Yuying's seat, he slowed down and knocked the pencil case off the table with his hand with an indifferent look on his face.

Then he smiled nonchalantly and returned to his seat.

When Hu Yuying returned to her seat, she saw her pencil case had fallen to the ground.

The pens inside also fell out.

She was simple-minded and just thought that a classmate accidentally knocked her pencil case off and didn't notice it.

So, I squatted down and picked up the scattered pens and pencil cases.

But he found that one of the pens had rolled under Long Aotian's seat, and half of the pen body was under his feet.

He tried carefully to pull the pen out from under Long Aotian's feet.

The next moment, a lazy voice came from above: "What are you doing?"

Hu Yuying was startled and looked up at Long Aotian. When she met Long Aotian's lazy and inquiring gaze, she lowered her head unconsciously.

Li Qian’s words seemed to still echo in my mind. This person would really hit someone.

If I woke him up, would he hit me?

So he explained helplessly: "The pen fell to the ground. I didn't mean to wake you up."

Hearing Hu Yuying's words, Long Aotian looked down at his feet.

Sure enough, I was stepping on a pen and lifted my foot subconsciously.

While Long Aotian was raising his foot, Hu Yuying quickly picked up the pen.

Then he quickly stood up and returned to his seat.

Looking at Hu Yuying's actions, Long Aotian frowned slightly. Why did he feel that Hu Yuying seemed more afraid of him after waking up from a nap?

After thinking about it, Long Aotian searched his pencil case, took out a pen that he had rarely used, and then raised his hand and placed it on Hu Yuying's desk.

Hu Yuying returned to her seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, he saw out of the corner of his eye that Long Aotian stretched out his hand to him.

All I could think about was [Don't mess with him, he's even more powerful than Wang Shuo, he'll really hit you.]

She clenched her hands nervously, closed her eyes subconsciously, and shrank her neck.

The expected pain did not come. I opened my eyes slightly and saw a brand new pen on my desk.

Subconsciously looked at Long Aotian.

Then I saw Long Aotian supporting his face with one hand, staring out the window in a trance, and yawning with his mouth wide open.

I don’t know if it was because my gaze was too obvious that Long Aotian noticed it.

Long Aotian turned his head and met his gaze.

"What's wrong? Don't like that pen? Then pick one you like."

As Long Aotian spoke, he opened his pencil case.

Seeing Long Aotian's actions, Hu Yuying's eyes flashed with a brief moment of confusion, and then she quickly waved her hands: "No, no, the pen is not broken and can still be used. You don't have to compensate me."

As he said that, he returned the pen that Long Aotian had placed on his desk to Long Aotian.

Long Aotian did not force it.

The class bell rang.

Hu Yuying calmed down and focused on the class.

For Hu Yuying, nothing is more important than learning at this stage.

Long Aotian was lazily lying on the table, his eyes casually looking towards the podium, looking as if he was daydreaming and drowsy.

It’s not his fault. He finished reading a novel all night yesterday and just as he fell asleep, he traveled to this world.

After all, I didn't sleep all night, so it's inevitable that I feel a little tired.

Plus this is a math class, it's like a lullaby...

During the entire class, Hu Yuying wrote down all the problem-solving ideas the teacher gave.

Every school teacher has different educational ideas.

The way Hu Yuying's math teacher when she was in the second high school taught problems was completely different from the way her current math teacher taught problems.

Mathematics is all about the principle of remaining essentially the same no matter how things change. For Hu Yuying, there is nothing wrong with having one more way to solve a problem.

Looking at the pen in his hand, his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at Long Aotian standing beside the aisle: "He can sleep so well."

"Hu Yuying was outside just now. Why did you ignore me when I was talking to you?" Wang Shuo came to Hu Yuying's seat and asked this cute girl who spoke well and had a soft voice.

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