There was endless discussion in the classroom.

Lin Nan followed Gu Chunbo out of the classroom and arrived at the end of the corridor, where there was no one.

Gu Chunbo then turned around and looked at Lin Nan with a smile: "That's right. In a few days, you can prepare it. It's best to prepare a new poem."

"When the time comes, go to an event with me."

"I told you in advance, don't tell others about this."

After Gu Chunbo finished speaking, he patted Lin Nan on the shoulder again, as if I was optimistic about you, and then left humming a song.

That look.

It's simply relaxed and happy.

"Activities? You can't tell others? It's better to prepare a poem?"

Lin Nan wanted to ask something, but Gu Chunbo had already walked away.

"He really thinks I can write poetry? What kind of poetry can I write?"

Lin Nan was confused.

But he was also relieved quickly: "The general came to block the water and soil. He said it would be better to prepare one, but he didn't say that he must prepare it."

Lin Nan comforted himself.

After returning to the classroom, Yu Miaowei was sitting in Lin Nan's seat.

When she saw Lin Nan coming back, she stood up and looked at him.

"Is there anything?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lin Nan couldn't help asking.

This class monitor is beautiful and good at studying, but it seems that he is a little forgetful in addition to studying?

"I……"

Yu Miaowei frowned and looked at Lin Nan. A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes, and there was a little more thought.

Ten seconds passed, and her eyes lit up.

"This is the class group of our class, and this is the school's grade group. If it's convenient, you can add it."

Yu Miaowei remembered what to do about Lin Nan.

He handed Lin Nan a piece of paper with two groups on it.

In Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School, the teachers did not mind that the students had set up some student groups in private, nor did they force students to not bring their mobile phones to the school.

Unlike many other schools that forcefully do not allow the use of mobile phones to prevent students from playing with their mobile phones, Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School is quite open-minded in this regard, which is also due to the students' own consciousness.

"Thank you, I'll add it later."

Lin Nan nodded and thanked.

"Yeah, come on."

After Yu Miaowei finished speaking, she returned to her own seat and continued to write the topic.

"Ah, God of Learning, what did Teacher Gu say to you?"

Someone was curious about asking.

Many other students also looked at Lin Nan.

"Nothing said."

Lin Nan shook his head: "It's considered encouragement."

"He may be a little worried that I will drag you down the average score."

Lin Nan spoke honestly.

Gu Chunbo really didn't say anything, and Lin Nan really was worried about dragging him down.

"Haha, the god of scholars is really good at joking!"

"I'm afraid that the God of Learning who can be taken by Teacher Gu and forced to steal by Teacher Qiao is worried that we will be dragged down by us, right?"

"I will definitely study harder and strive to avoid causing trouble for the god of learning in the next mock exam!"

All of a sudden, others were more motivated.

Lin Nan opened his mouth and found that it was impossible to explain.

I'm sick!

Why do everyone think I am good at studying?

Could it be that I am born with a top student face?

Lin Nan sighed, sat on the chair, took out his cell phone, and searched for two groups.

One is a group of first-class people in Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School.

There is also a collective group of Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as a group of people entered, many people welcomed Lin Nan.

Lin Nan looked over.

There are more than twenty people who say hello.

As for the collective group of several classes in this class.

Lin Nan just entered.

I saw the chat records growing rapidly.

“!!!”

"Do you know! Just this weekend, there seems to be a super handsome guy at Xiacheng Art High School!!"

"I heard! I heard that handsome guy is so handsome! He is proficient in playing the piano and singing! The most important thing is that the vice principal of Xiacheng Art High School said he wanted one million to enroll him, but he actually refused!"

"Rejected? It's impossible! Why!"

"Because people say he is not interested in money!!"

"Wow! Does this have personality? It must be very good family conditions!"

There are countless news from all walks of life in the entire group.

However, not many people seriously noticed Lin Nan's entry into the group.

The main reason is that everyone in the group uses the online name.

"The news spread so quickly?"

Lin Nan was a little surprised with just one glance.

I refuse to enroll in one million.

This is also a hot news.

"The most important thing is that I heard that person seems to be from our No. 1 Middle School!"

"Our school? Who is it!"

"Do you know who he is?! I want his contact information, beg for thanks!"

A little boy's nickname sent a message in the group.

"Didn't Xiao Gongju beg for the contact information of the Lin Nan scholar a few days ago?"

Someone asked.

"The God of Learning Lin Nan is outdated. He doesn't have the handsome guy who regards money as dirt and has musical talent, so he is reliable!"

The young master was confident: "I want the best one!"

This sentence attracted a wave of echoes below.

Someone was calling wildly.

Many people were still asking around, trying to find the person who sang at Xiacheng Art High School.

This group is really a group of demons dancing around.

These students are also very different than Lin Nan imagined before, and the feeling of studying hard every moment.

Lin Nan glanced a few times, and as soon as the class ringtone rang, he turned off his cell phone and did not mean to speak in the group.

School is over at noon.

Shen Chuxia took Zhou Miaomiao and Lin Nan to a restaurant next to the school for dinner.

"Do you know about Xiacheng Art High School?"

As soon as he was on the dining table, Zhou Miaomiao couldn't help but talk a lot by himself.

It roughly links all the rumors circulating in the market.
To be continued...