Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The chalk drew a winding trace on the blackboard, and the man with the golden silk glasses stood on the stage and looked at the student below and said with that accent, "Who's coming up to solve this problem? ”

Classmates in black and blue school uniforms held a pen in their hands, and when they heard this, they simply lazily lifted their eyelids, accompanied by a slight chirp, and no one voluntarily raised their hands.

The man with the golden silk glasses toured around and finally put his eyes on a dark-haired boy with fair skin, "Jishu, you come up. ”

The other person stood up and the five officials revealed the beautiful outline, "Yes, teacher. ”

He got up and walked out of his seat, causing the girls in the class to have a slight focus.

Ji Shu is an honorable student in the class. The bright five officials are popular looks among the girls, but their sexuality is slower and hotter than stubbornness. In addition to reading books, they read books on a weekday basis.

Some of the girls in the class were secretly in love with him and tried to talk to him, but no one succeeded. Don't say it's a phone number, even a few more words can lead to embarrassing silence.

In the eyes of the boys, Ji Shu is very annoying. A nerd who can read nothing but books is just because he looks better than the others, and his sexuality is extremely unpleasant. The boy's mind is simple, and since you look disoriented, you deserve to be isolated.

Ji Shu came to the stage and took chalk to solve the problem on the blackboard. Fingers with long bones give people a thin, good-looking feeling. With every move, they attract the attention of little girls.

By the time one question came down, many girls in the class had lost sight of it.

The man wearing the golden silk glasses nodded satisfactorily to keep Ji Shu going, while denouncing his classmates, “You usually have to be brainy, don't skip school in class, next year is college entrance exams, learn from Ji Shu more, even after class, he is reading books, you know to play all day, wait for college exams, can't regret it. ”

Well, apart from some of the girls, his words had succeeded in helping Gishura wave hatred, and a lot of the boys immediately shouted in their hearts and rolled a white eye.

Ji Shu apparently did not care about these people's opinions. After sitting down, he opened the book and marked it. During the movement, his elbows accidentally touched the rubber off the floor.

The white rubber rubber scrolled off the floor for a small lap before parking securely next to a pair of sky-blue shoes.

Ji Shu didn't have time to bend over, and a delicate, slender hand had picked it up in his hand, accompanied by a crisp, spiritual voice, "he said. ”

He lifted his face, the girl had a clean and beautiful face printed in her eye curtain, reached out, grabbed the rubber in the palm of the other party and nodded rather stunned, “Thank you... Mu. ”

Listening to the pause in his speech, Shen Kibai knew that his impression of her was so vague that he could only remember one name. He sighed slightly, but smiled on his face. "You're welcome, Mr. Ji Shu. ”

When the boy lowered his head again, a boy at the front desk turned back a little jealously and lowered his voice, “Mulan, how come you've been loving to talk to this boy lately, do you like him? ”

Shum raised his eyelids pale and glanced at him, "Does it matter to you? ”