As expected, do academic masters like to teach people?

When the bell rang for get out of class, Chen Qinglang had just finished talking about the basics, and he had clearly pinched the time.

Xi Huan left through the back door and waited at the entrance of the stairs.

Chen Qinglang also quickly left the classroom and walked to her side.

"This is the first time I've heard you go to class." Xi Huan praised: "Do you get so vivid in class?"

Chen Qinglang blinked embarrassedly, "Really?"

Xi Huan said sincerely: "Really, look at how carefully I listen to the class."

Chen Qinglang: "..."

After going down the stairs, the students ran downstairs from the gap next to them, and occasionally greeted them.

Chen Qinglang hesitated for a moment and said, "When class, a student secretly told me, "You go to bed in class."

Xi Huan said "ah".

Her sweet voice was like raindrops falling, pouring into Chen Qinglang's mind, making people itchy.

Xi Huan didn't expect it to be so easy to catch a bag.

She thought about it, "So you discovered it... Teacher Shen, I was wrong, you won't punish me, right?"

Chen Qinglang thought to himself that there was something to punish.

Even if the student fell asleep in his class, he would not punish him, let alone Xi Huan, who came to listen.

But he suddenly thought of something.

Last time Chen Xueyang pulled him to peek outside the classroom, but he was almost discovered. In the end, he only saw a short section, and I still remember it clearly.

Chen Qinglang looked at her with his eyes down, thinking about the words.
Chapter completed!