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"What did you say?" Shen Mochen asked.

Shui Miaomiao: "..."

In front of so many students, she provokes Shen Mochen, isn't she full of food?

This is a man who must be compared.

Shui Miaomiao raised her smile and said with exaggeration: "I said, you are brilliant and unparalleled. You will never embarrass me as a small person. It is not easy to have a childcare."

Shen Mochen looked at her deeply.

See, Shui Miaomiao felt horrified.

He turned his eyes and said to the man with the teeth: "Give you a chance to kiss, the boys next to you."

"Oh, I don't want it." The boy next to the stern boy immediately refused.

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

Shen Mochen also raised her lips, turned around, and wrote on the blackboard: "On the professional accomplishment of actors."

After finishing the writing, he turned around, facing the classmates, and began to be serious, saying, "This is the first class I want to take.

Kissing is also an embarrassing scene for actors.

The two strangers will kiss because of the plot. "

The person playing the opponent's play may be ugly, and may not be the one who likes her height, body, or sex, or you may already have a jealous partner.

That requires a strong heart, due diligence to work, and the accomplishment of having an outstanding acting career.

If you do not have such good psychological qualities, I suggest that you still do not want to be an actor..."

Talk about Shen Mochen.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him on the podium.

He is like a modest gentleman who came out of the book. He has profound knowledge, humor, and has superb self-cultivation and wisdom.

If he didn't play tricks on her, it was indeed quite pleasing.

The school bell finally sounded

Shui Miaomiao knocked on her sore leg and unconsciously stood for two classes.

"Finally, please ask this student to talk about the idea of ​​finishing these two classes today." Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao.

A pair of eyes, looking at Shui Miaomiao, all waiting for her conclusion.

Shui Miaomiao blushed, thought for a moment, looked at Shen Mochen, and said with a very good attitude: "Can I really say what I think?"

Shen Mochen nodded gracefully.

Shui Miaomiao glanced into his pocket and said, "Can you give me the phone back?"

Shen Mochen: "..."

"Poof." There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

Shen Mochen locked her and raised her lips meaningfully, "Follow me to the office."

After two classes in the afternoon, there was no more class. Shui Miaomiao turned to the desk drawer to pick up the backpack. After carrying it on the back, he followed helplessly to Shen Mochen's office.

He walked forward without saying a word.

A passing teacher greeted him.

He just nodded his head well.

Away, alienated.

Shui Miaomiao always felt it was too dangerous to follow him to the office alone.

"That, Professor Shen." Shui Miaomiao carried a backpack and ran into Shen Mochen's face, showing a standard smile, and said, "I know I'm wrong. I will never play mobile phones in your class in the future. Did you return me?"

Shen Mochen looked at her and smiled harmlessly, and said, "Take it yourself."

"Oh." Shui Miaomiao remembered that he was in his pocket, and his right hand was stuffed into his left pocket.

Hey, no.

Shui Miaomiao smiled and put her left hand in her pocket.

Hey, still not?

Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. Is it in the pants pocket?

Shui Miaomiao reached into his pocket with both hands.

Touch it.