MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 12 I'm not interested, don't bother me anymore

  Chapter 12 I'm not interested, don't bother me anymore

  When Lin Yi stepped onto the podium, the people below were still discussing earnestly.

   Pushing his glasses, he put the roll of paper in his hand on the desk, and there was a small voice.

   "Students, please be quiet!"

  The people in the audience immediately stopped the topic of discussion, took back their mobile phones peacefully, and looked at her together.

Apart from…

  The person lying on the table by the window did not appear to be disturbed at all.

  Through the glasses, Lin Yi's eyes fell on the young man, and he frowned almost imperceptibly.

  Many people followed her gaze.

  The boy seemed to be fast asleep, and the school uniform covering his head was floating lightly.

  Lin Yao pursed her lips, and quietly stretched out her hand to push Gong Jiuan.

  The head under the school uniform moved, and the boy slowly raised his hand, tearing off the school uniform covering his head.

  People are silent, there is a slight gasp.

  The boy's fine short hair looked a little messy under the sliding of the school uniform. Without the cover of the ball cap, the eye-catching facial features were fully revealed.

  His beautiful eyes are slightly bloodshot, tinged with a bit of laziness in the wild coldness.

  Looking at Lin Yao lightly.

  The breath of the boss came over.

   Lin Yao couldn't help swallowing.

   Bend her head a little closer, Lin Yao said in a low voice: "Jiu Ku don't sleep, the teacher is here."

  Gong Jiuhan turned his head to look at the front of the classroom, said oh, straightened up slowly, took a pen, and leaned against the wall on one side.

  Lin Yao was inexplicably relieved.

  Lin Yi is the head teacher of Class F. Without two talents, most of these students who are famous for being playboys will not be so obedient when they see her.

   Naturally, the method of punishing students will not be bad.

   Gong Jiu fell asleep again, and Bao Buqi became one of the people who memorized the Encyclopedia of mathematical, physical and chemical formulas facing the toilet.

   Seeing the person woke up and ready to attend the class, Lin Yi looked away and picked up the thick stack of papers on the table: "Come up, monitor, and hand out the papers. Today we will conduct class assessment."

"okay."

  Lin Yao got up to get the test paper.

  Many people in the crowd in the audience began to howl.

   "Exam again? It's over, it's over..."

   "It's over, it's going to be cold again this time..."

  Class F is a science class, and Lin Yi taught physics, which most people call a nightmare.

   This physics test became their roadblock, the tigress that blocked all their good times.

   Because after every physical test, they have to shed a layer of skin.

Hearing their wailing, Lin Yi patted the desk surface: "Students, you have already entered the second year of high school. Although you are not as nervous as the third year of high school, the second year of high school is also an extremely important year, and you will have to face more and more tests. And it's getting bigger and bigger, a small test will make you scared like this, in the future..."

   "How can I take the college entrance examination~"

  Before he finished speaking, the students below took Lin Yi's words skillfully.

  Lin Yi paused for a moment, lifted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and coughed: "So everyone, please do your best."

  The students took the papers and wrote like resigned to their fate.

  Backing to her seat, Lin Yao saw the young man with his head half propped up, and dozed off leisurely again.

  Recalling the discussion about the teenager's education in the office, Lin Yao thought deeply after writing the name on the paper with a pen in hand.

  Outside, the sun rose slowly and came in through the transparent windows.

  Gong Jiu squinted his eyes slightly, and the buzzing sound in his ears gradually became blurred.

   Transformed into flakes of bright red...

  **

  Time is always fleeting in the mind.

  The last class ends with the bell ringing.

  Gong Jiuan also slowly woke up from his sleep.

   Behind, the short-haired boy quickly stuffed the textbooks into the desk box, and said to Song Zixi, "Zixi, do you want to go out to eat today?"

   "No, you guys go, I won't go." Song Zixi shook his head.

   "Then I'll go first, and I even asked them to play games."

"Um."

  Song Zixi nodded, and the short-haired boy left the classroom.

  He picked up his schoolbag and came to the table of Gong Jiuhan and Lin Yao: "Are you going to the cafeteria?"

  Gong Jiu turned to look at Lin Yao silently.

  Lin Yao nodded: "Yes."

  Song Zixi looked at her and smiled: "It's just right, we can go together."

"OK!"

  Gong Jiuan picked up the backpack and followed him leisurely.

   As soon as the three of them left the classroom, they saw Ye He waiting outside.

   Frowning, Song Zixi stepped forward and protected the two of them behind, his tone not very good: "Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you very clearly?"

  Ye He didn't bother to talk to him, walked around him and came to the people behind, looked at Gong Jiuan: "Student Gong Jiuan, can I talk to you?"

   "You—" Facing his neglect, Song Zixi felt a little angry for a while.

  Lin Yao looked at Ye He, then at Gong Jiuan, and stood holding the book in her arms tightly.

  With lowered brows, Gong Jiuhan said calmly: "No time."

  The footsteps did not stop, and he passed him and continued to move forward.

  Ye He was silent for a second and then followed: "I want to invite you to join the fighting club, I wonder if you would like to."

   Song Zixi and Lin Yao who followed behind were both surprised when they heard the words.

  Song Zixi looked at Ye He like a monster: "You are not mistaken, are you? Let Jiuyin join your fighting club?"

   Didn't Ye He come here for something on the forum?

Although Gong Jiuan's victory over Ye He yesterday is very beautiful, but the school's fighting club represents the school in the inter-school competition. Gong Jiuan's movements seem to be extremely aggressive but somewhat wild. He has never learned fighting before. Didn't even know he planned to recruit people?

Although…

  He also thought that Gong Jiuan had been trained in this area.

   But he found that it was just like it.

  Seeing Gong Jiuan fight twice, he observed that Gong Jiuan's movements tended to be more of a simple fight.

   It's just that Gong Jiuan drove extremely sharply.

  Ye He gave him a look that doesn't concern you, and turned his head to wait for Gong Jiu's silent reply.

   "I don't want to."

  The end of his eyes never moved.

But Ye He didn't understand: "Why? You will definitely not suffer from joining the fighting club. Could it be because of yesterday's incident? If that's the case, I can apologize, but I didn't figure it out and troubled you. You can also apologize if you want Ye Lin , after all, that kid made a mistake first."

  Gong Jiuhan suddenly stopped and looked at him with his head tilted: "The person who apologized is not me, but her."

  She pointed to Lin Yao.

   Then he said: "As for the fighting club, I'm not interested."

  Ye He was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Yao.

  Gong Jiuhan raised his foot and took two steps and then stopped, squinting at him, from a close distance, he could clearly feel the brutality mixed in: "Also, don't bother me anymore."

   Then he took a step, turned around and went downstairs.

  Lin Yao followed up first.

   Song Zixi sneered when he passed by him.

  Pinched the bridge of his nose, Ye He was not in a good mood.

   He had some guesses about Gong Jiuan's skill.

  Although I really want her to join, but...

   I remembered the look in the boy's eyes just now.

  He gave up anyway.

  ...

   Soon, the three of Gong Jiuhan arrived at the cafeteria.

  At the moment, the cafeteria is crowded with people.

  As soon as they stepped in, several people could clearly feel that there were vague sights flying towards them.

well…

   I feel a little stiff, I don’t feel like writing today...

  (end of this chapter)