Chapter 806 The President Is a Voice Controller! 20

Ding Weiyan and the three of them did occupy two seats, and when they saw Qiao Sirui who really came in behind Chu Ci.

Several people couldn't help but looked at each other, watching Chu Ci sit next to them, the tall and handsome man sat next to her in the same way, and raised his hand to open the notebook in his hand. The black carbon pen turned around very casually.

Just lowering his eyes like this, with a kind of laziness that is not close to strangers all over his body, and then looked at the little girl sitting next to him lying on the table.

Wearing a simple and bright T-shirt, although he had talked with this person outside for a while, after returning to the stuffy classroom with poor air circulation, he immediately became a little drowsy again.

Just resting her chin on her hand, lying on the table like this, half-closed her eyes, and waiting to meet the eyes of a few people, the dazed little girl thought of their roommates who didn't know the situation.

Chu Ci straightened up, glanced sideways at the guy who raised his silver glasses, and this was the introduction to Ding Weiyan and the others.

"This is Qiao Sirui, the chairman of our school council. He's already a senior in his junior year. He's here today..." Chu Ci hesitated for a moment, and, looking at the curious and blank eyes of several people, he said what the person said just now with a blank expression. I knew it was nonsense and said, "Take our public classes and cultivate your sentiment."

Tian Jing: ...

Zhang Feiyu: ...

Ding Weiyan: ...

In the indescribable gazes of several people, Chu Ci clearly saw the meaning: Do all of you who are good-looking have any special hobbies?

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly, and she turned her head again to look at Qiao Sirui who had greeted her roommate lightly.

For Qiao Sirui, although most of the first-year freshmen did not know each other, they still knew him a little bit. I was a little surprised to see him here, but because the few people who came here were considered early, they occupied a relatively good position. Five of them It's just right to be in a row here, plus Qiao Sirui's aura of not getting close to strangers.

Whether it is a girl you know or you don't know, the small thoughts that were born dissipate, and the class just starts, and the teacher starts to give lectures.

The foreign language history teacher is an older little old man. He is usually not serious, but the courses he teaches always make people feel drowsy.

Chu Ci propped her chin and listened hard for a while.

In the early morning, the classroom was crowded with people, the air was not circulating, and it was unavoidably stuffy, and the surroundings had already fallen asleep after a while.

Qiao Sirui rubbed his eyes sleepily, because he had never attended this kind of open class in the foreign language department, so he really didn't know how it was taught.

Suddenly he understood a little, he said he came to listen, where did the shocked faces of this little girl and the roommates next to her come from.

Qiao Sirui pressed the soft flesh in his own mouth with the tip of his tongue, then turned his gaze calmly, and then his eyes fell on the little girl next to him.

The little girl who was full of energy and showing her paws to him just now has her head upright, her eyelids drooping, drooping and then suddenly opened, and then drooping and then opened.

Her small body swayed a little, and finally straightened up with effort, holding her chin with one hand, making the already round cheek look softer and more fleshy.