Chapter 8 Then
the morning sun shone through the window on the desk and floor of the classroom, and also fell on the boy by the window.
The boy was wearing a blue and white slim school uniform, the size of the body outlined a slender silhouette, and the black headset hanging around his neck made his neck look white and fragile, like a white swan showing itself wantonly on stage.
He rested his elbows on the table, propped his head with one hand, and looked at the book under his hand.
This action only reveals half of the teenager's calm face, which is beautiful if described by an adjective, but not Omega's delicate beauty, but a natural clarity.
It's like a bright moon in the night, ripples in the lake, people can look up and see, but they can't touch it.
Suddenly, the young man's shallow lips pursed together, his brows wrinkled slightly, as if he was distressed by the content of the book, and the person who accidentally saw it was slightly stunned, and his heart was actually hooked by his actions.
After a while, the boy gradually stretched his eyebrows and resumed his peaceful posture.
The man who peeked gradually came back to his senses, annoyed that he would be emotionally affected by an Omega.
Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until he finished reading the missing knowledge points that Jian Huaixing raised his eyes to look at the clock hanging directly above the blackboard.
The time is just right, and there are still two minutes to go to class.
Returning the borrowed notes and ignoring the surprised look at the front table when he said thank you, Jian Huaixing took out the textbook he had learned in this lesson from his bag.
Preparing everything, he sat up straight, like a good student who listened carefully to the class.
But in fact, his eyes that couldn't help but drift around him revealed his emotions.
To be honest, even if he had the full picture of the classroom in his memory, Jian Huaixing still had an unreal feeling.
The classroom style of the two worlds is completely different, and his original world is basically desks and chairs - single table and chair, single table and multiple chairs, ordinary classrooms, lecture halls...
No matter how it changes, these two things, terribly simple, only courses about computers will add computers.
But here there are a lot of tricks, as can be seen from the equipment, ordinary classrooms are similar to the arrangement of the microcomputer room.
Classroom chairs are spaced at fixed intervals, with each person's desk separated, with a monitor almost head-level firmly embedded in front of the desk, numbered on the back, headphones hanging from the side of the desk, and devices that can log into the virtual network.
This allows students to enter the virtual network anytime, anywhere, and conduct simulation experiments.
Theory and practice in the true sense of the word.
When she first entered the classroom, Jian Huaixing tried it with a curious heart.
If it weren't for his good self-control and the fact that the school's intranet could only be used for teaching, he would almost be addicted to it.
Melodious and light music played, it was time for class, and the young female teacher stepped on high heels all the way from the hallway into the classroom.
She didn't close the door when she came in, and Jian Huaixing could clearly see a white corner on the side of the door from his perspective.
Is there anyone out there?
This question was answered by the teacher in the next moment: "Students, there is a transfer student in our class today. She looked sideways in the direction of the doorway, "Come in with Xue." As
soon as the words fell, a slender Alpha walked in.
His appearance was ordinary enough to attract the attention of the Omegas, but Jian Huaixing's eyes paused when they fell on his face, and then smiled at his new classmates.
The people on the stage had been watching him secretly, and at this time they were attracted by his smile, and they couldn't return to their senses for a long time.
Despite this, his upright appearance did not make people notice that he was fugue at all.
Until the teacher reminded again: "Classmate, introduce yourself."
He looked away, took out chalk and wrote his name on the board.
The rigid handwriting seems to have been copied from a textbook, and there is no feature at all.
He turned around and introduced himself: "Lian Shuo." After
only saying two words, he stopped speaking, and stood there stunned, his eyes drooping, obviously not wanting to speak.
The teacher waited for a while, and seeing that he really had nothing to say, he had to say to the classmates: "It seems that our new classmates don't talk much, everyone remember to take care of it." Then he said to Lian Shuo, "The last position by the window is reserved for you, go over."
Lian Shuo was as silent as ever, he nodded to the teacher and walked over.
When he passed by Jian Huaixing, who was also sitting by the window, his body froze.
When everyone was not noticing, a hand quickly pulled the corner of his clothes, and when he withdrew it, the slender fingers touched his thighs again.
Lian Shuo adjusted his posture and continued walking nonchalantly until he took his seat.
His front table was none other than Jian Huaixing.
Jian Huaixing bit the fingertip that pulled the man's clothes and laughed softly, with a cunning in his eyes that could not be hidden.
This guy is really interesting.
It wasn't long before a ball of paper flew behind him and landed it very precisely on his desk.
Jian Huaixing's fingers left the tapping keyboard, took out the wad of paper, and slowly unfolded and flattened it.
I saw a few big words written on it:
See you in the grove for lunch break.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: bald flowers with salted fish punched in 5 bottles;