put wildness in his heart

Chapter 159

Just before the end of get out of class, the seats have to be adjusted.

The class leader is also responsible for the arrangement of the seats, but Wen Miao has always let the students choose their seats freely, and she will not take the initiative to change the seats for the students unless someone seeks her in private.

But now there is a special case.

Some of the students are so good at chatting, teachers of all subjects have reported the situation to her, and asked to transfer those who are more active in the mouth, and reasonably allocate them to the corners of the classroom in the southeast, northwest, so as not to get together for a tea party.

Wen Miao had adjusted them twice before, but the effect was not great.

This time I brought up the seat adjustment again.

The boy directly showed his cards: "Hey, monitor, don't bother changing seats for me. In fact, I can chat anywhere, not because I'm at the same table."

Another person followed suit and said, "That's right, monitor, don't waste your time trying, I can chat with people around me wherever I sit."

Wen Miao: "..."

So, the two were assigned to the left and right sides of the desk.

Fengshui treasure land, exclusive to the supreme, the throne of the king.

After the mid-term, the students ushered in the May Day holiday.

During the small holiday, there was also a group activity organized by the student union - a one-day spring outing. Before starting evening self-study at night, Wen Miao brought a registration form from the grade department and asked the students to pass it around for signature confirmation.

When it was passed to Shen Jiayu, Shen Jiayu's pen tip clicked on the paper, but the words did not fall.

Wen Miao glanced at the time, and urged him: "What are you doing? Write it quickly, I have to pass it on later."

Shen Jiayu's eyes moved, and the black carbon pen was easily turned twice between his knuckle fingers, and he suddenly asked, "Can I ask for leave?"

Wen Miao: "?"

Why do you want to ask for leave again?

Are the after effects of food poisoning still unhealed?

It's been half a week.

Wen Miao saw that he didn't want to have any sequelae, so she thought about it and said, "This is a group activity."

Shen Jiayu nodded.

Wen Miao thought he understood, but she didn't want to. The next second, she heard him ask again: "Can I ask for leave for group activities?"

"..."

Well, the nod just now was just perfunctory for her.

Wen Miao seemed to have anticipated what he wanted to say, paused for a moment, and then said emotionlessly like an AI robot: "Yes, yes, but you have to give a suitable reason."

Shen Jiayu nodded again unhurriedly, and said, "My sister is divorced."

"..."

Wen Miao's expression became numb.

It wasn't that she said that his sister's fate was really rough.

It seems that it took eight lifetimes of bad luck to become his sister.

Wen Miaolian didn't bother to speak, and directly pulled the confirmation form from Shen Jiayu's hand, signed his name for him, then added her own, and then continued to pass it on.

A cool hand tapped the back of her neck with fingertips, and a lazy voice came from behind: "Can't you ask for leave?"

"..."

Wen Miao put down her pen, stood up, turned around, her eyes fell on Shen Jiayu condescendingly.

There is still some time before the evening self-study, the class is a bit noisy, Shen Jiayu's voice is not loud, and it is not really heard in the middle of the laughter, but the usual coolness in the tone is very clear .

Wen Miao felt that Shen Jiayu was the Waterloo in his monitor career.

Tough.

And difficult to serve.

Wen Miao let out a sigh of relief, put one hand on his desk, bent down to look at him, and said with a bit of bitterness in her tone: "Shen Jiayu, classmate Shen, Boss Shen—you said you Can't you save me some snacks?"

"how?"

"As far as you make me worry, I will lose at least 20 years of life."

Shen Jiayu raised his eyebrows: "Is it so serious?"

"Yes, very, very special." Wen Miao nodded solemnly, "Don't ask for leave next time, okay?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiayu rested his chin with one hand, leaned forward slightly, looked at her with a pair of cool and deep black eyes, and then casually raised the end of his eyes: "Honey, only my girlfriend can control me. "

The voice is gentle and frivolous.

Wen Miao gave a serious look: "I am your monitor."

"You can't be my parent."

"..."

Hey, it's still a tough stubble.

Seeing that the little girl was choking, Shen Jiayu glanced at her unobtrusively, then chuckled suddenly, and looked at her with dark eyes: "Do you want to think about it?"

Wen Miao didn't react: "What are you thinking about?"

The corners of Shen Jiayu's lips curled up slightly, and his voice was cool as if coaxing: "Take care of me justifiably, huh?"

"..."

Meeting those beautiful jet-black eyes, Wen Miao's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Obviously, the students were laughing during the break, and the background sound was chaotic and noisy, but Shen Jiayu's voice was still heard clearly in her ears at this moment.

Every word is gentle.

Wen Miao's hand on the table unconsciously tightened slightly, her slender and beautiful finger bones stretched, and then loosened quickly.

He always teases her with this specious and plausible tone.

It's hard to tell if he's joking or serious.

Wen Miao remembered what was discussed with Lin Er that night, and seeing the careless expression on Shen Jiayu's face, she felt a little unhappy for a moment.

She doesn't like to beat around the bush.

Yes it is, no it is not.

But he didn't say anything, and she couldn't ask straightforwardly about this kind of thing.

The more Wen Miao thought about it, the more depressed she became. She pursed her lips, looked at Shen Jiayu without emotion for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand, threw the thin homework book on his desk, and asked condescendingly: "Homework Have you finished writing?"

Shen Jiayu: "?"

Wen Miao: "I'll be the first to accept your homework later."

Shen Jiayu: "..."

It was approaching seven o'clock, and Qi Cheng brought a few class committee members to visit the first class. He didn't come in, but only shouted at the door: "Master Cat, can you go?"

Because of the organized group activities during May Day, the class committees of each class have to take advantage of this evening self-study time to go to the supermarket to buy things.

The first class in the headquarters is a favorite, everyone knows that their class is very rich, and the class fee starts at five figures, everyone wants to be with the first class, and can save a little bit, but Qi Cheng has already taken the lead, and the other classes I have to regret it.

Wen Miao ordered a few class committee members in the class, then turned back and knocked on He Yin's desk: "Will you go?"

He Yin's eyeballs rolled around, and he didn't know what he thought of. Suddenly, he pulled Shen Jiayu up and said, "Go, Boss Shen is going too, there are so many things to buy, and multiple people are carrying them, so save yourself Energetic."

Wen Miao was noncommittal, took her mobile phone and walked out of the classroom.

The High School Affiliated to Haida University is located in the University City. There are more than a dozen colleges and universities in the University City in Yunzhong District. There are tens of thousands of students. It is a lively living area, and there is a business district here.

(End of this chapter)