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Thanks to the impressive driving skills of the driver, the journey that originally took three hours at the fastest ended in two hours plus forty minutes.
The classmates in the car looked in a daze: liberated?
Everyone got out of the car dejectedly like wilted flowers.
Jiang Beiyu looked at the "vibrant" students with a smile on his lips, "Children, your battlefield has arrived, cheer up."
Everyone who got off the bus had complicated expressions when they heard his energetic voice, including the life teacher who was walking with him.
He asked without fear of death, "Teacher Jiang, don't you get carsick?"
Jiang Beiyu raised his eyebrows: "Teacher usually likes to exercise and is in good health."
This sentence sounds quite ordinary, but many students heard the feeling of "everyone here is a hot chick" from it.
The student who asked the question felt that he had humiliated himself.
The classmate who got off the bus walked to the end and found someone else in the car.
Ruan Yingying found that her deskmate couldn¡¯t wake up.
Jiang Beiyu went up to take a look again. The little girl was sleeping as soundly as an old dog with her arms folded across her chest. Ruan Yingtao couldn't wake up by shouting and shaking her. Finally, he was bold enough to pinch Sunan Zhi's face, and then was touched by his hand. Shocked.
Jiang Beiyu saw with his own eyes that Ruan Yingtao's eyes widened like copper bells after squeezing it for a while, and then touched it carefully. She couldn't help it, and reached out and pinched it gently. She even seemed a little bit unable to put it down.
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Jiang Beiyu looked at it and even wanted to ask, "Is it that easy to touch?" It made his hands itch.
Ruan Yingying naturally saw the teacher. She stood up awkwardly and said, "Teacher Jiang, Zhizhi is probably fast asleep."
Jiang Beiyu thought to himself that this was not as simple as falling asleep, this was simply sleeping to death.
¡°It¡¯s okay, come here and lend a hand, we¡¯ll carry her down.¡±
Ruan Yingying: "?"
Is the verb "carry" serious?
Teacher Jiang was obviously not kidding. He picked up Sister Ku¡¯s black canvas bag and originally planned to put a shoulder on Ruan Yingtao¡¯s shoulder to get Su Nan Zhi down.
But as soon as Jiang Beiyu took action, he realized something was wrong. His eyes skipped over Su Nan Zhi, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and landed on Ruan Yingying, who was less than 1.6 meters tall. He silently compared the height difference between him and himself, as if Not really.
"Cherry-san, please hold the bag for your deskmate. I can get her down by myself."
Although Jiang Beiyu said nothing, Ruan Yingying could tell from that look that "this kid is a bit short."
Ruan Yingying: ""
She clenched her fists and blushed a little, "Teacher Jiang, I am actually 1.6 meters tall."
Jiang Beiyu paused for a moment, but before he spoke, he heard the little girl who didn't look like she was in high school adding in a low voice, "If you wear shoes."
Jiang Beiyu couldn't hold back this time and smiled.
Ruan Yingying: ""
There are not many female students in the class, but she is at the bottom of the list in height. Even Teacher Lin can¡¯t help but feel a little guilty when he sees her sitting at the last table in class, and wants to move Ruan Yingtao to the front row.
If Ruan Yingtao hadn¡¯t repeatedly emphasized that she could see, she would have been sitting in the front row by now.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Beiyu apologized, "Teacher is naturally more likely to laugh."
Ruan Yingying: ""
Not only does she look short, she is also treated like a child by the teacher.
The contemporary autistic girl got out of the car behind Jiang Beiyu and Su Nan Zhi holding her deskmate's bag and her own bag. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com