Lin Qing'er turned his head and looked at Yang Yong: "I tell you, don't talk to me in this tone, you know, you are a bodyguard!"

Yang Yong skimmed his lips: "But my identity cannot be known to others, and, Ms. Lin, do you feel that I am like a bodyguard? Do you see me treated like other bodyguards in your family? How do I feel I am more like you Dad specially invited someone to protect you. "

Lin Qing'er stared: "That's my dad's head flooded! Don't you just fight? I don't believe you can escape bullets!"

"Why did I hide the bullet for no reason, and I didn't provoke it."

"Someone hits you with a gun, don't you hide the bullet? Even if you don't provoke the bullet, it will hit you!"

"Who said it! No one from An Ansheng would shoot me!"

Lin Qing'er put his chest up: "How could you be safe and secure! You need to know! Miss Ben, but many people are very heavy!"

"Oh?" Yang Yong smiled. "How many people?"

"In short! Many, many guns!" Lin Qinger gestured at Yang Yong.

"Oh, take it. It doesn't matter to me anyway, I won't have any bullets hitting me."

Yang Yong said as he climbed to the table.

"You! You! You don't have to protect me!"

"Cut, I'm too lazy to care about you!" Yang Yongyi turned his head and fell asleep on his arm.

"You! You bastard!" Lin Qinger shouted.

Suddenly the whole class was quiet, all eyes looked over.

"Hey! You two! Have been talking since just now! There is no end! The new one, what's the name, don't lie on the table! Get up!"

The teacher on the podium yelled angrily at Lin Qinger and Yang Yong.

"Teacher! She talked to me!" Yang Yong stood up and said innocently.

When Lin Qing'er heard this, he immediately gave Yang Yong a severe look.

"I care who you talk to! I see you both chatting! Tell you! Just tell me! All stand in the hallway for me!"

The teacher slaps the table angrily: "Continue to lecture!"

Then the teacher started to continue the lecture.

Yang Yong glanced at Lin Qing'er with a smile, then lay down on the table and fell asleep.

"Huh!" Lin Qinger snorted and turned her head.

Two people are moving in two directions, and no one cares.

After a while, Lin Qinger heard a uniform breathing sound, apparently, she was already asleep.

Yang Yong straightly stood up and glanced at Lin Qinger, who was sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but smile: "This girl."

Then, Yang Yong looked up and attended the class.

He wasn't sleepy at all, he just pretended.

Most of this lesson has passed. The teacher is talking about history.

Yang Yong listened with great interest and kept nodding. Although compared with the history of his own world, the history of Huaxia in the struggle is somewhat weak, but other things are really not as profound as the history of China.

Time is passing quickly when you are serious. After a short period of time, Yang Yong will end the class. After listening to half a class, Yang Yong feels that his whole person is a little different. It is necessary to charge properly.

Yang Yong glanced at Lin Qing'er who was still asleep and couldn't bear to disturb her. Anyway, there was a lesson. Let her sleep well. I really don't know what she did last night. She can sleep so much today.

Yang Yong stretched his waist and was about to go for a walk. A student dressed up as a student came over.

She is a petite girl, with a pair of black-framed glasses, walked to Yang Yong's side, pushed her own eyes, looked at Yang Yong and said, "Mr. Yang, Teacher Xin called you and let me take you there."

"Ah?" Yang Yong was a little surprised, why did he call me again so soon.

"Okay." Although surprised, she stood up.

Taking a look at Lin Qinger on the table, Yang Yongxin thought that there should be no problems in the class, and he would return as soon as possible.

Then, Yang Yong followed the student and walked towards Xin Yitong's office.

Her office was downstairs, so she arrived soon.

"Okay, here it is, you can go in."

"Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" The girl smiled and nodded, and turned to leave.

Yang Yong raised his hand and knocked.

"Please come in." Xin Yitong's voice came inside.

Yang Yong opened the door and went in.

This is an independent office. Although it is not large, it has everything from supporting facilities. Only Xin Yitong is a teacher.

"Tongtong, what are you asking me to do?" Yang Yongshun closed the door with a smile and walked to Xin Yitong's table with a smile.

Xin Yitong glanced at Yang Yong and reached out and patted a stack of books next to the table: "This is a textbook. I asked you to pick it up. Although you are not here to learn, you can't drag our class's hind legs and learn a little Let's calculate, I think you must have attended high school before, and you are no stranger to these textbooks. "

"I have never been to this thing." Yang Yong leaned on the table.

"What?" Xin Yitong was surprised. "I don't think you look like you want to enter the society after graduating from junior high school."

Yang Yong swaggered, and said that the magic school was better than this high school.

But these certainly cannot be said.

Yang Yong smiled proudly: "I am self-taught, haha!"

Xin Yitong glanced at Yang Yong, thinking that Yang Yong must have lied to him, and Yang Yong no longer looked like a person who graduated from junior high school.

"Well, let's go, and don't call me Tongtong, call me Teacher Xin!"

Xin Yitong was alive from the table.

"Don't, why are you so anxious to drive me away, how can there be such a teacher."

Yang Yong sat on Xin Yitong's desk.

Xin Yitong was startled.

"You! What are you doing!"

"It's okay! ~" Yang Yong spread his hands.

"You! You get me down!"

"No!" Yang Yong shook his head.

"Come down!"

"No! No killing!"

"You can't make it! Don't force me!"

"Well, it's fresh!"

"Believe it or not, I'll call the teachers immediately and let the new Yang Yong come to his seat in class in the future!"

Xin Yitong reached out to Yang Yong.

"Don't do it! I'll do it, I'll do it!" Yang Yong quickly got off the table.

"Tell me about you. Why are you a woman who is so cruel and hot? Why are you so stingy! Are you still a teacher?"

Yang Yong's face was innocent, and his features were tangled together.

"Huh!" Xin Yitong sorted out the table. "You even said me, do you have a student like you?"

"No, what's wrong with me ?!" Yang Yong held down the documents on the table, not let Xin Yitong clean up.

"You let me go!"

"Let it go! Tell me what happened to my student?"