Chapter 772
"Primary school girl." Jin Lu only says hello to Sheng Yang, but everyone is not surprised. After all, Yang Shen is such an excellent existence.
Some people even speculate boldly whether Jin Xuechang wants to undercut Sheng Yang's boyfriend, and Luo Mengmeng is the most supportive of this group.
She deeply thinks that Sima Zhao's mind is well known. What's more terrible about Jin Xuechang than ordinary boys is that he is too good at what he likes.
I'm afraid it's hard for other boys who like Yang Yang to talk with him. After all, he's so unpredictable.
But Jin Xuechang was different. He knew everything, so he asked Yangyang to borrow all kinds of books that Yangyang also liked.
For a long time, it's better to attack people than to attack the heart.
Jin Lu couldn't help laughing, "Luo Xuemei, why do you look at me with such eyes?"
"Nothing." Luo Mengmeng avoids her eyes. It can't be too obvious.
There were no empty seats around Sheng Yang, so Jin Lu had to sit behind her.
Even Jin Lu came, and Sheng Yang became more and more curious about Ling Yun.
Unfortunately, there are people in her wechat group.
Mingqi: Lingyun? Who? I don't know.
Lu Zhiyuan: I'm TM... Isn't that the one who said hello to you at the last science summit? Don't tell people that you are the God of medicine. Shouldn't medical practitioners have a good memory?
Mingqi doesn't think so: I'm blind and can't remember.
Dennis: cute facial expression bag. JPG, can you stop swearing in the group? I'm still under age.
Ming Qi
Lu Zhiyuan
As for Si Junlin and Fengyan, they are not familiar with Lingyun, so only Lu Zhiyuan knows something about him, but he said, "not a normal person."
As soon as his voice fell, Sheng Yang heard a few exclamations. It seemed that the teacher Ling was coming. So she put down her mobile phone and looked straight at the door. A thin man came in. His hair was a little messy and slovenly, but her eyes were bright and energetic.
As soon as he came in, he picked up the chalk without saying a word. People thought he was writing a self introduction, so they didn't have much interest in reading it. We already knew his great name. It's boring.
But gradually, one by one the original is not serious gradually become engrossed.
He wrote so fast in chalk that he never stopped, and soon filled a blackboard.
Four blackboards can be moved up and down, left and right. He quickly pushed the blackboard aside and began to write another one
However, they are deeply shocked by the fact that most of them can't understand it.
But it doesn't matter ah, they will Baidu, will check, the use of high-tech a check, even check nothing!
As we pondered and discussed with each other, unconsciously, the four pieces were all filled.
As if he had drunk a cup of ice in the hot summer, he was especially hearty and gave out a long sigh.
Then suddenly turned around, facing a pair of confused eyes, he suddenly muddled, rubbed his hair, could not help but issued a light cry, "where am I?"
“……”
Sheng Yang looks at the paper in her hand. She seldom makes drafts, so she doesn't have the habit of bringing a manuscript. This paper is borrowed from Luo Mengmeng.
She bent her lips, and the teacher was quite to her taste.
Some people even speculate boldly whether Jin Xuechang wants to undercut Sheng Yang's boyfriend, and Luo Mengmeng is the most supportive of this group.
She deeply thinks that Sima Zhao's mind is well known. What's more terrible about Jin Xuechang than ordinary boys is that he is too good at what he likes.
I'm afraid it's hard for other boys who like Yang Yang to talk with him. After all, he's so unpredictable.
But Jin Xuechang was different. He knew everything, so he asked Yangyang to borrow all kinds of books that Yangyang also liked.
For a long time, it's better to attack people than to attack the heart.
Jin Lu couldn't help laughing, "Luo Xuemei, why do you look at me with such eyes?"
"Nothing." Luo Mengmeng avoids her eyes. It can't be too obvious.
There were no empty seats around Sheng Yang, so Jin Lu had to sit behind her.
Even Jin Lu came, and Sheng Yang became more and more curious about Ling Yun.
Unfortunately, there are people in her wechat group.
Mingqi: Lingyun? Who? I don't know.
Lu Zhiyuan: I'm TM... Isn't that the one who said hello to you at the last science summit? Don't tell people that you are the God of medicine. Shouldn't medical practitioners have a good memory?
Mingqi doesn't think so: I'm blind and can't remember.
Dennis: cute facial expression bag. JPG, can you stop swearing in the group? I'm still under age.
Ming Qi
Lu Zhiyuan
As for Si Junlin and Fengyan, they are not familiar with Lingyun, so only Lu Zhiyuan knows something about him, but he said, "not a normal person."
As soon as his voice fell, Sheng Yang heard a few exclamations. It seemed that the teacher Ling was coming. So she put down her mobile phone and looked straight at the door. A thin man came in. His hair was a little messy and slovenly, but her eyes were bright and energetic.
As soon as he came in, he picked up the chalk without saying a word. People thought he was writing a self introduction, so they didn't have much interest in reading it. We already knew his great name. It's boring.
But gradually, one by one the original is not serious gradually become engrossed.
He wrote so fast in chalk that he never stopped, and soon filled a blackboard.
Four blackboards can be moved up and down, left and right. He quickly pushed the blackboard aside and began to write another one
However, they are deeply shocked by the fact that most of them can't understand it.
But it doesn't matter ah, they will Baidu, will check, the use of high-tech a check, even check nothing!
As we pondered and discussed with each other, unconsciously, the four pieces were all filled.
As if he had drunk a cup of ice in the hot summer, he was especially hearty and gave out a long sigh.
Then suddenly turned around, facing a pair of confused eyes, he suddenly muddled, rubbed his hair, could not help but issued a light cry, "where am I?"
“……”
Sheng Yang looks at the paper in her hand. She seldom makes drafts, so she doesn't have the habit of bringing a manuscript. This paper is borrowed from Luo Mengmeng.
She bent her lips, and the teacher was quite to her taste.