When the two saw the notes, they fell into silence.

Meng Yichu and Tang Wan looked at each other, thinking about it together. Even if the new classmate is not bald, it does not mean that he will not bald in three or four years.

Look, isn’t history teachers the lessons of the past?

I heard that I am only thirty years old, and I am as old as fifty years old. Time is a killing knife!

Seeing that they were all struck by lightning, Li Shu didn't pay attention and planned to lie down sleepyly, but the messenger couldn't help but glance at the history teacher, cough, her head.

It's a work of art.

"Teacher Wu, how many minutes will you delay." Zheng Hong knocked on the classroom door.

The history teacher also knows what Chen Yan reported today.

"Teacher Zheng, come, come."

As he said that, he gave up his home court with great slogan.

Zheng Hong walked into the classroom and looked at the listless look of the students in the class, and was so angry that he was so angry.

Dongdongdongdongdong

He knocked hard on the table.

"Let me wake up one by one!"

"Liu Dafei, you can hide the phone more obviously, hand it over!"

"Zhang Shimeng, is it funny? What are you holding in your hand? Let me see, the president stands aside, kiss me, don't want to run away? What's the matter with me? Confiscate it!"

"And you! Why are you smirking? How old are you? You are still playing with your deskmate and I will take a picture? Where are you better than them?"

Zheng Hong pointed three names in one breath.

When everyone thought he was about to get angry again, Zheng Hong let out a deep breath.

His face looked at the door.

The tone became soft and friendly in an instant, and the listeners lost goosebumps all over the floor.

"Chen Yan, come in. Let's introduce yourself."

New classmate???

Everyone is in spirit.

More than thirty pairs of eyes looked out.

What followed was a heavy breathing sound.

Tang Wan and Meng Yichu were half interested because of Li Shu's words, but when they watched the boy come back against the light, they were dressed in a decent manner and couldn't find out the faults on him. At this moment, they seemed to have a layer of light.

Damn it!

It's OK again!

Even if you look bald, you will look fucking good-looking.

Chen Yan, who walked onto the podium, had cold and white skin, and his facial features were clear, which was one head higher than Zheng Hong. The end of his eyes was slightly raised, the phoenix eyes were thin and narrow, and the lines were graceful. The light brown pupils and plump eyelids.

Chen Yan obviously scoffed at the self-introduction.

He took the chalk perfunctorily, and Long Feifengwu wrote two words on the blackboard. His voice was lazy: "Chen Yan."

Zheng Hong encouraged: "It is also good to continue saying something and impart learning experience."

Chen Yan chuckled casually: "It depends on talent."

Zheng Hong:...

Qiu Ning turned her head excitedly to share with Li Shu the show of her new classmate's pretense, but saw her sleeping soundly on her lying down. She had to hold back.

Zheng Hong choked up: "It's okay, everyone will understand when they get familiar with each other."

There are not many empty seats in the class, so there are only those in the back row.

But Zheng Hong knows most about who Jiang Yi and his group are.

How could Chen Yan sit over?

"Liu Dafei, go up next to Jiang Yi, Chen Yan, you sit in Liu Dafei's position."

Liu Dafei cheered suddenly: "The old man is wise."

Chen Yan had no objection, after all, Jiang Yi was so nagging.

Liu Dafei was just like moving and leaping away the table.

Chen Yan saw him pulling out of the table and kneading it into a ball of used paper. Then he took out the greasy fried products that he had not finished eating in the morning.

A bag of garbage that I forgot to throw.

purse.

Half of the melon seeds.

There is even an incredible bottle of nail polish.

There is nothing, but there is no book.

Chen Yan's head hurts.
Chapter completed!