Routine Tsundere Bamboo Horse Raiders

Chapter 18 She's Not My Sister (2)

"Ah?? Not a sister??" Ji Zilin's brain was a little short, and his words were always in a hurry. "She's not your sister, is it your sister?"

Ling Xiyu's face suddenly darkened again.

Ji Zilin suddenly felt that the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

"Then, Brother Yu..." Ji Zilin wanted to continue saving himself, but with a "slap", his head was hit by something.

He was suddenly startled: this familiar feeling must be...

Almost in the next second, Ji Zilin sat upright, looking like a good student.

And he couldn't understand why every time he talked to Ling Xiyu, he was always the one who was thrown chalk? ? !

"Ji Zilin, from the time I entered the door to now, not only have you not glanced at me, but you have also talked with me at the same table. Do you understand the content of the class??!" The Chinese teacher's voice followed, mixed with Slight anger.

This Ji Zilin, she had been in class for a few minutes, not only did he not attend the class, he even harassed his deskmate who was studying hard.I really don't understand why there is such a big gap between the same students.

Ji Zilin panicked all of a sudden, like a deflated ball, his whole face collapsed.

But he still struggled to argue for himself: "Teacher, I just looked at you twice, not at all."

"Besides, I have something important to discuss with my deskmate!!"

Ji Zilin felt extremely aggrieved: He did look at the teacher twice, how could the teacher say that he didn't look at her? ?

This is blatantly wronged!

Ling Xiyu lowered his head and read the book without changing his face, but he had a deeper understanding of Ji Zilin's low IQ in his heart.

This guy is really stupid than Lan Qiduo!

"Then you come up and write two famous sentences about "the moon"!" The Chinese teacher tapped the blackboard a few times with chalk, and asked Ji Zilin to write the answer on the blackboard.

Li Zilin instantly cried and mourned, and cast his eyes on Ling Xiyu for help.

For Ji Zilin, the most desperate thing in the world is that at this moment, he knows that this question is yesterday's homework, and he didn't do his homework yesterday!

Ling Xiyu picked up the pen, took notes on what he had read in the book, and then spit out two sentences without haste:
"Bright moonlight in front of the bed...thousands of miles together..."

Li Zilin's eyes lit up, that's great, he has memorized both lines of poems.

So he went to the podium and wrote the answer.

The first sentence was written very smoothly, but when he wrote the second sentence, he was a little confused: "Thousands of miles together, how is it related to the moon?"
Moreover, he can't write the word "Chanjuan" and wants to use pinyin instead, but how do they write their pinyin? ?
Ji Zilin scratched his head with a chalk and stood on the podium thinking and thinking. Under the double pressure of teachers and classmates staring at him like ants on a hot pot, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ji Zilin turned his head, and turned his gaze to his deskmate again for help.However, he tragically found that the other party was lowering his head and didn't even look at him.

For some reason, he had the feeling that he had been tricked by his deskmate.With so many words, why does his deskmate only remember the phrase "Thousands of miles together"?Fortunately, he couldn't write it until he died.

Ji Zilin was in a state of anxiety and didn't know what to do, when suddenly his mind flashed.

He wrote the second sentence excitedly, and then walked off the podium triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)