I'm Flying a Helicopter To School

I'm Flying a Helicopter To School
Chapter 8


Seeing Jiang Li's playful eyes, Lin Chen was a little confused.


How does he feel that he has been persecuted?


But what he said made sense.


After thinking about it, Lin Chen obediently shouted "Sister Li".


Jiang Li suddenly trembled with a smile:


"Hey, great!"


Lin Chen was even more confused now.


Why is he laughing? Where's laughter? Is it very funny?


Looking at Lin Chen's dull and cute appearance, Jiang Li felt even more attractive, but he also knew it was enough.


Then, the phone rings.


Jiang Li answered the phone for the first time, said a few words "um", "ok", and hung up.


Immediately after, he looked at Lin Chen apologetically:


"Brother, there's a temporary meeting at our company. I'm goin. See you next time?"


"OK."


Lin Chen nodded and sent Jiang Li to the door.


After sending Jiang Li away, Lin Chen bathed and lay down on Simmons' soft and comfortable bed, slowly falling asleep.


As soon as Lin Chen woke up the next day, he received some news from Song Qingwan.


Song Qingwan: I really bothered you yesterday, thank you for sending me back!


Song Qingwan: In a daze. jpg


Song Qingwan: Observe silently. jpg



This cute emoticon made Lin Chen laugh.


After chatting casually, Lin Chen put down the phone.


In the evening, Lin Chen went straight to the teaching building.


Song Qingwan also specifically reminded him yesterday that there was a class meeting today, his main goal was to choose a class cadre.


Although Lin Chen was not interested in things like class cadres, however, this was a first class meeting for registration, so he still had to leave.


After Lin Chen went upstairs, according to the electronic map that Song Qingwan had sent him, Lin Chen quickly found his classroom.


I have to say that there are a lot of girls in the China Department, and I have never seen a few boys along the way.


After arriving at the class, Lin Chen discovered that he was late and the seats in the class were almost full.


Lin Chen found a seat randomly and sat down.


As Lin Chen sat down, the girl next to him suddenly stiffened, and moved her body to the other side calmly.


Lin Chen also noticed her small movements and greeted:


"Hello classmate, my name is Lin Chen, how about you?"


He glanced at Lin Chen, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze.


"Su, Su Mo."


This woman grew beautiful, with a baby face, a smooth profile, and long eyelashes under her bangs vibrating.


Lin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly:


"Mo Jasmine?"


He nodded, not speaking, but the tip of his ear turned pink.


Lin Chen was surprised, he did not expect there would be a shy girl now.


It's pretty rare.


You know a lot of girls nowadays, if you tell her a porn story, she can tell you something more porn than yours.


As if unable to contain the curiosity, Su Mo glanced at Lin Chen silently:


"How do you guess?"


Lin Chen said casually:


"The smell of jasmine to you."


Su Mo was a little surprised.


At this moment, Lin Chen suddenly smiled and looked at the student card he had placed on the table.


"Your student card is still there, with a name on it."


Su Mo quickly put away the student card and was about to say something when the acting principal came over.


Tunghai University has a tradition of assigning a head teacher to each class of new students for a period of one month.


And these acting principals were senior and senior brothers from the same department.


Acting principal of Lin Chen's class was the headmaster of a Sri Lankan school with black-framed glasses.


After the oration on behalf of the class, the next step is part of the cadre of the campaign.


The class leader is freely chosen by the students to speak on stage and cast a voice.


Now it was the selection session of the Youth League Committee, it was a girl who was walking on stage.


Bit boring.


Lin Chen looked around and found that most of the people in the class were playing with their phones.


At this moment, with a "click", Lin Chen looked down involuntarily, and had just met Su Mo who was bending over to pick up the pen.