At The Right Time [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 7 Hetang

After the physical education class is the chemistry class. The chemistry teacher's surname is Li. She is a tall and beautiful girl who is very popular with her classmates.

Teacher Li entered the classroom with the textbook in his arms, "Students, we will join Class 5 in this class."

There was a noisy discussion in the classroom.

Gathering together can be regarded as an antidote to boring high school students.

The students from Class 5 came to the first class with books and benches. Those who knew each other found their acquaintances and huddled on a table and whispered. Those who did not know each other sat in the aisle or behind the classroom with their classmates until the bell rang. It's still a mess.

Yun Fang has always been sitting in the last row by himself. It seems that many people know him, but they don't dare to approach him because of his reputation.

A chemistry book was placed on his desk with the word 'Song Cun' written on it.

"Old classmate, we meet again!"

Yun Fang raised his head, and saw the person who swiped his card for him in the supermarket not long ago.

"Why, you won't recognize me after a while?" Song Cun looked at him jokingly.

Yun Fang nodded at him. The chemistry teacher was already angry on the podium.

Song Cun dragged a stool and sat beside him and tilted his head to look at him, "You have changed a lot recently."

Teacher Li was used to spot-checking in class, but Yun Fang was busy memorizing the periodic table of chemical elements and ignored him.

Song Cun gave him a surprised look, and listened to the class honestly.

Sure enough, Teacher Li called Yun Fang, and he stood up and memorized the designated part. He stumbled a bit in the middle, but he was finally safe.

Fear of things like teachers is indeed a mental illness that no matter if it is fifteen or thirty-five, there is no way to overcome it.

While listening to the class, Yun Fang copied the parts he didn't memorize on the paper a few times. At present, physical chemistry is a bit difficult for him, and mathematics can barely keep up. He is suddenly grateful that Yun Fang is only in the first year of high school. If it is the third year of high school now, there is really no room for struggle.

Song Cun listened absent-mindedly and kept looking at him, but Yun Fang was too busy studying to notice.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Cun couldn't hold back anymore, "Yun Fang, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Yun Fang was devastated by chemistry for a class. He drooped his eyelids and wrote equations silently on the draft paper. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Huh?"

When Song Cun saw him like this, he straightened his back almost instinctively, and his original words were stuck in his throat, "No, it's okay, I'm leaving."

Yun Fang's gaze fell back to the draft paper, and the hand holding the pen waved at him perfunctorily.

Song Cun breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the classroom, it was strange, the way Yunfang looked at him just now was so scary, just like his father's cold eyes when he taught him a lesson.

Bah bah!

Yun Fang didn't know that Song had mistakenly identified his father, so he made ten choices on the test paper handed out during the break, and Wu He and Chen Qianyang in front of him were already checking the answers.