198 Chapter 198: At the Same Table, Borrow a Pen

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

"On that day, your little deskmate seemed to be called a teacher."

"A classmate saw the report letter when he went to the office, and everyone is passing it on recently."

Li Shunan: "..."

No wonder the kid ignored him recently.

Li Shunan pushed his back molars with the tip of his tongue, raised his chin slightly, and threw out a word, "Damn."

Zhao Zifu thought he heard it wrong.

Brother Nan, is he swearing?

Zhao Zifu asked one more question: "So, what's going on?"

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

Zhao Zifu tried his best to think about it: "I don't know. I heard it was anonymous. Which bastard dares to do it or not. He secretly made some small tricks."

Li Shunan touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and snorted lightly: "Okay, have the guts."

Zhao Zifu shuddered suddenly, somehow feeling that the air pressure around his Brother Nan was a bit low.

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

Li Shunan's lip line was straightened, and he sneered softly: "Didn't you be reported?"

Why does Zhao Zifu feel that his Brother Nan seems to be making 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.

Brother Nan meant it.

Is he really planning to get serious? !

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Time seemed to fly by.

There is only more than a week until the next monthly exam.

Although Jiang Ling knew that it was a foregone conclusion to stay with Class 8 of Li.

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

But after being divided into arts and science classes, mathematics is much more difficult than before, and it is indeed a bit difficult.

And calculus.

Calculus is too hard.

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

in math class.

Li Shunan turned his body sideways, leaning against the wall, staring at the girl's side face for a moment.

She seems to have encountered a problem.

The little girl's brows were slightly frowned, her red lips muttered a few words from time to time, she occasionally bit the pen cap, and then went to the notebook to draw two auxiliary lines.

Too cute.

Angry is so cute.

Li Shunan leaned his arm on the table, his light brown eyes were gentle and affectionate.

Jiang Lingzhi took notes very 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 makes mistakes.

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

It was so deadly.

After finally talking about this point, Jiang Lingzhi tried hard to digest it, but he still had a vague understanding.

Li Shunan stared at her with meaningful eyes for a while, then leaned over, and tapped her table twice lightly with knuckle fingers: "At the same table, borrow a pen."

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

Not just because of the report letter.

Also, her own reasons.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes twitched slightly, took a gel pen from the pencil case, and put it on his desk.

Still didn't say a word to him.

This state has been going on for a week.

The kids are so temperamental.

Li Shunan stared at the pen for a while.