The girl stumbled and spoke unclearly, and finally finished answering the question.
The English teacher thought the girl was just nervous, nodded, and said with a smile: "That's a correct answer, but don't be so nervous next time. Be more confident."
Lu Jie nodded, but she felt miserable in her heart.
She doesn't know what's going on, but recently, whenever she speaks, she starts stuttering and can't finish a sentence.
For this reason, she even went to the hospital.
The doctor couldn't find any problem, so he asked her to do a full body check-up, but still couldn't find any problem.
The doctor said that it might be a psychological effect and asked her to relax.
But she didn't feel any pressure at all.
She could only ask the doctor when her stuttering would be cured.
The doctor couldn't give an answer, but said that it might heal naturally one day.
Hong Siyu in the class is the same as her.
She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of the day when she and Hong Siyu secretly said bad things about Tang Susu and were discovered by He Zhimo.
The boy looked very handsome, but he spoke to them in a gloomy tone.
【 Gossiping, do you mean you don't want your tongue anymore? 】
She suspected it was related to He Zhimo.
Then she felt that she was overthinking. How could He Zhimo be so capable? How could he have been bullied before?
Some students in the class secretly said that she had said too many bad things about others behind their backs, and now she was getting her comeuppance.
But who doesn't speak ill of others behind their backs?
Maybe she is nervous because the midterm exam is coming soon, that's why she is like this!
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At noon, almost all the students had left the classroom.
Tang Susu closed her textbook and was about to go find He Zhimo.
Every noon, they would wait until the class had finished and then go to the cafeteria on the second floor to eat.
She raised her eyes, and the boy appeared before her.
Unexpectedly, he was the one who came to see her today.
She smiled with her eyes curved, "Are you hungry so early today?"
He Zhimo didn't say anything, but handed over a notebook with his slender hand.
She was slightly startled, then looked up at the young man in front of her, "He Zhimo?"
The young man tilted his head and said nonchalantly, "I was bored, so I just wrote it for fun."
"Writing for fun?" She lowered her head and flipped through the thick notebook with her slender white fingers.
These pages of notebooks are filled with elegant handwriting and neat writing, and are all filled with what the teacher has taught recently.
Even if I copy it, it will take a long time.
She felt a little embarrassed.
When she first came into the book, she said she wanted to help him, but she didn't know that now he is the one helping her.
She held the notebook in both hands, raised her head, and narrowed her eyes. "Thank you, He Zhimo. But I won't need to do it next time. It's too troublesome. I can do it myself..."
The next second, He Zhimo pressed the notebook with his slender fingers.
Tang Susu was stunned for a moment.
The young man spoke slowly, "It's no trouble. We're good friends, so isn't it normal for us to help each other? As for studying, I happen to be good at it, so I just made some notes for you."
As he spoke, he suddenly leaned over, moved closer to her, and looked at her with his dark eyes.
Tang Susu's heart skipped a beat. The young man's deep voice was deafening.
"Tang Susu, if I want to learn piano, will you help me?"
Tang Susu was stunned and nodded, "Of course."
If He Zhimo wanted to learn piano, she would tell him all her experience.
He Zhimo is right, good friends should help each other.
He Zhimo knew that she was good to him, so he treated her well sincerely.
And He Zhimo is originally a little angel.
The novel says that he went through so many hardships, including amputation and humiliation, but after becoming an outstanding person, he not only did not think about taking revenge on society, but also gave back to society and did so much charity.
He could even laugh off a thief who once framed him.
Meng Xue had given him flowers and water bottles, and he had remembered them for so long.
He is just a kind person.
He was good to her and she could understand.
She looked up at him and smiled, "He Zhimo, you are so nice."
He Zhimo looked at her smile, and his thin lips also slightly curved up.
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