Han Ningmou and Chi Cheng are the sa age, just a few years older than An Ran.
The young lady of a wealthy family was a top student since childhood, skipping several grades in middle and high school, and after returning from abroad, her family arranged a teaching job for her at Saint Siya College.
A true white, rich, and beautiful, she’s been pampered since she was young.
Leaving aside her identity as a teacher, her way of speaking inevitably carries a commanding tone.
An Ran clutched the movie ticket in her hand, her lips moved slightly.
Han Ningmou picked up the magazine again and started flipping through it. Noticing An Ran still standing there, she raised her eyes, "What’s wrong, do you have sothing else to say?"
An Ran quickly shook her head.
She has been afraid of teachers since childhood.
Every ti she entered a teacher’s office, her legs would go weak.
Han Ningmou smiled gently, "Then go out. An, I hope you don’t disappoint ."
...Leaving the office, An Ran silently looked at the sky.
Oh, what should I do?
The next class is math.
Ever since the math class was taken over by Chi Cheng, the class-cutting rate instantly dropped to zero.
There were even people trying to audit the class from the door.
Oh, this terrible era of judging by appearances.
An Ran rested her chin on one hand and looked at the man at the lectern, not wearing a tie but dressed sharply in a suit.
Even the simple act of holding a textbook with one hand looked so appealing.
Mmm, his hands are nice too...
Feeling An Ran’s gaze fixed on him, Chi Cheng’s lips curled up ever so slightly.
His well-defined fingers tapped on the lectern, "Next, everyone, please work on the first problem on page 72. In a bit, I’ll pick one of you to co up and present your solution."
Everyone lowered their heads and started working on the problem.
An Ran also quickly lowered her head.
The next second, her phone suddenly vibrated.
She stealthily took it out and saw—
It was a ssage from Chi Cheng!
Ahhhh, what is this weird thrill?
Her heart raced frantically.
She guiltily glanced at her classmates around her, then at Chi Cheng on the lectern.
After sending the ssage, Chi Cheng placed his phone aside but didn’t look at An Ran, continuing to flip through the textbook.
His flaxen hair was even more dazzling in the sunlight, outlining his stunning face as if he were a handso boy stepped out of a comic book.
His expression was calm, deanor poised.
An Ran bit her lip, lowered her head, and nervously opened the text ssage.
The ssage contained only three simple words: Am I good-looking?
An Ran’s face instantly flushed red.
Had she been staring at Chi Cheng just now?
Oh, my god.
Terrified, An Ran tossed her phone into the desk hole and hurriedly sat up straight.
She didn’t dare to reply to Chi Cheng’s ssage, feeling like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Buzz—
Her phone vibrated again.
An Ran froze.
For so reason, the phone in the desk hole felt like Pandora’s box at this mont.
Dangerous yet tempting.
She bit her lower lip and couldn’t resist sneaking the phone out again.
It was still a ssage from Chi Cheng: I’m planning to call you up to present later.
Oh man!
This ti, An Ran couldn’t not reply and quickly typed: I don’t know how to do it...
She didn’t want to be pulled up front and embarrassed QAQ
The ssage quickly replied: But I just plan to call you up, what should I do?
He’s doing it on purpose, isn’t he?!!
An Ran was really nervous now, on the verge of tears.
All the classmates around her were quietly working on the problem.
Buzz—
Another ssage from Chi Cheng: Beg , and I won’t call you up to present.
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