Chapter 48

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the boys watched Yang Zimei drift past him with envy and jealousy, and sat quietly at the empty table beside Huang Yifeng.

Huang Yifeng clamped his armpit a little nervously and sat upright, not daring to move.

The reason why he didn't have a table mate before, except that there was an odd number in the class, the biggest reason was that he had a strong smell of body odor. Everyone refused to sit with him, and even his neighbors did not want to.

Now, little dragon girl is white and elegant, even with a light natural fragrance. Yang Zimei sits beside him. He begins to feel inferior and dare not talk to her more.

Yang Zimei practiced Qi guiding technique. His five senses were very sensitive and naturally smelled the smell of body odor from him. However, he didn't show any dislike. Instead, he showed a faint smile to him, "Hello, I'm glad we can become a table mate."

"You You Good... "

Huang Yifeng was tongue tied and nervously responded, "I It's called Huang Yifeng. "

"My name is Yang Zimei. I'll take care of my studies in the future." Yang Zimei looks at the boy who is loyal and upright on his face but nervous because of his own taste. He tries his best to show his affinity.

"One Learn. " Huang Yifeng was so nervous that he was sweating.

The more he sweated, the stronger his body odor became, and he began to float around.

Around the students began to cover their noses.

Huang Yifeng looked at Yang Zimei anxiously. He was afraid that he would stink her, and the psychological pressure would become more and more serious.

He saw that she still had a cool smile, no look of disgust, as if he could not smell his smell.

In fact, Yang Zimei has turned off her sense of smell at this time. Therefore, no matter how smelly or fragrant, she can't smell it.

Qin Kaiwen, the head teacher, has started his class.

He took a Chinese class.

This class is just about explaining the book of songs · Zhounan · Guanju:

"Guan Ju Jiu is on the river island. My fair lady is a gentleman.

The uneven water lily flows from left to right. My fair lady is a dream.

You can't get it. You can't sleep. Leisurely, leisurely, tossing and turning.

It's a kind of wild vegetable. My fair lady is a friend of zither and lyre.

There are different kinds of cauliflower. My fair lady, bell and drum music. "

The female students found that when reading this poem, Qin Kaiwen's voice was so deep and beautiful as never before. Besides, those boys were reading the poem and looking at Yang Zimei, who was sitting quietly. Their voices were deliberately loud, and they wanted to attract her attention.

The girls are a little jealous.

Especially Lin Yiting.

In the past, most of the boys in the class often peeped at her. Now, the object of peeping has changed. Her self-esteem has been hit. The most striking is that Qin Kaiwen, the head teacher she has been secretly in love with, seems to have a very special feeling for the transferred student. Her deep and clear eyes always look at Yang Zimei from time to time.

Jealousy is like a poisonous snake, biting her heart, biting her lower lip almost bleeding, in the heart constantly cursing: "dead country sister, dead country sister, dead country sister."

The first time she was in such a classroom atmosphere, Yang Zimei felt very interesting, which she had never experienced in her last life.

Therefore, although she remembered the content of the poem at a glance and understood it, she still listened to the teacher very carefully.

Under the gaze of her big black and white eyes, Qin Kaiwen explained this lesson thoroughly, vividly and interestingly, which created a kind of enjoyment and pursuit of beauty.

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