"You don't know?" Zhao Zifu explained for him: "I don't know which guy who has eaten too much has nothing to do, and wrote a report letter, saying that the two of you are in love early."

"On that day, it seems that your little deskmate was called a teacher."

"A classmate saw the report letter when he went to the office, and everyone has been spreading it recently."

Li Shunan: "..."

No wonder the kid ignored him recently.

Li Shunan pressed the tip of his tongue against his posterior molars, raised his chin slightly, and threw out a word, "Come on."

Zhao Zifu thought he had heard it wrong.

Brother Nan, is this a foul language?

Zhao Zifu asked more: "So, what's the situation?"

Li Shunan glanced at him with light brown eyes, his eyes were like ice knives wrapped in sharp blades: "Who wrote the report letter?"

Zhao Zifu tried his best to think about it: "I don't know, I heard that it is anonymous. Which bastard dares to do it or not, and secretly makes some small moves behind his back."

Li Shunan touched his back molar with the tip of his tongue and snorted, "Okay, you have the guts."

Zhao Zifu shuddered suddenly, feeling that the air pressure around his brother Nan was a little low.

He was curious: "What are you going to do?"

Li Shunan's lips tensed, and he snorted softly, "Didn't you get reported?"

How does Zhao Zifu feel that his Nan brother seems to be going to make a big move.

Sure enough, in the next second, he heard Brother Nan's lazy voice speak.

"Then let it sit down."

Zhao Zifu: "..."

It took two seconds for him to react.

What he meant by Nange.

Is he really going to make a real move? !

Time seems to fly by.

The next monthly exam is just over a week away.

Although Jiang Ling knew that it was a foregone conclusion that he would stay behind and manage Class 8.

But that didn't stop her from wanting to be the first in the grade.

But since was divided into arts and science classes, mathematics is a lot more difficult than before, and it is indeed a bit difficult.

And calculus.

Calculus is too hard.

Obviously it's the content of the university, don't know why they want to learn it.

in math class.

Li Shunan leaned on the wall leaning on his side, staring at the girl's profile for a moment.

She seemed to have some trouble.

The little girl's brows were slightly wrinkled, her red lips still muttered from time to time, she occasionally bit the cap of the pen, and then drew two auxiliary lines on the notebook.

Too cute.

Angry is so cute.

Li Shunan's arms were slanted on the table, and his light brown eyes were gentle and slender.

Jiang Lingzhi took notes seriously, staring straight at the blackboard, as if ignoring him completely.

The question type that the teacher is talking about now is a question type that she often gets wrong.

She must listen very attentively, otherwise, she will not understand in the next second.

It was so deadly.

After finally talking about this, Jiang Lingzhi tried hard to digest it, and it was a little bit vague.

Li Shunan stared at her with meaningful eyes for a while, then leaned over and gently buttoned twice on her desk with a sharp finger: "At the same table, borrow a pen."

During this time, Jiang Lingzhi was indeed keeping a distance from him on purpose.

Not just because of the whistleblower.

Also, her own reasons.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she took a gel pen from the stationery box and placed it on his desk.

Still didn't say a word to him.

This state has been going on for a week.

The kid's temperament is really big enough.

Li Shunan stared at the pen for a while.