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Chapter 802 Yang Moyan: I will complete the task assigned by the teacher to Lin Zhaoxia
The English teacher was suddenly blocked and speechless.

Looking at Young Master Yang's noble, indifferent and handsome face, the English teacher froze there for a long time, and finally turned around, "Come in."

Yang Moyan pulled Lin Zhaoxia back to his seat.

Classes continue.

Of course, English teachers have plenty of ways to punish students who are late.

But Young Master Yang, she doesn't have the guts anymore.

That indifferent tone, a few words may be a few words, making people hard to guard against.

The English teacher didn't plan to ask Yang Moyan to answer questions or anything.

But it's okay to be a teenager.

By the way.

Because the English teacher doesn't like gossip, the old-fashioned English teacher took two days off on the day the earth-shattering happened.

So she really didn't know what happened, and it could even be said that she didn't want to know as if nothing had happened.

So much so that she didn't know that Lin Zhaoxia's tongue was injured.

"Lin Zhaoxia, please read and translate the text on page No.40."

Lin Zhaoxia's fingertips paused while flipping through the book.

The students in the classroom also paused collectively, then raised their eyes and looked at the English teacher.

The old-fashioned English teacher reached out to put down the gold-rimmed glasses, and didn't notice the subtle atmosphere in the classroom at this moment.

Just watching her words fall, the young man sat there without moving for a while, frowned, and walked over, "Lin Zhaoxia? Are you listening to the teacher?"

The corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips twitched.

Just as she was about to say that she had it, her long legs moved and she just wanted to stand up.

In the next second, a hand pressed down on the wrist, and then the deep and indifferent voice sounded slowly, "Teacher, I will complete the task you gave Lin Zhaoxia. You are in the cultivation period, so you can't speak."

The students who had been worried all the time but didn't dare to ask anything because of the presence of the English teacher couldn't help but open their mouths at this moment——

"That's right, teacher, Xia Dian was injured and can't speak."

"Teacher, let Xia Dian go."

"Isn't it just late once? Teacher, you are too much."

"It's like this every time, teacher, your tricks are so boring."

"How is your wound, Your Highness?"

"It's been a week, you should be able to talk, right?"

"Xia Dian, why don't you stick out your tongue and show us??"

Someone suddenly asked such a question.

After this sentence fell, the whole class fell silent.

Then he burst out laughing.

Lin Zhaoxia also twitched the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't help but curl her lips.

Then she looked at Yang Moyan.

The meaning in those eyes is obvious, it's okay to speak at this time.

Naturally, Yang Moyan really wouldn't let the boy stay silent for another week.

Nodding his head, he heard the voice cough lightly. The clear and pleasant voice seemed soft and unhurried, "One week, you can talk. But if you want to be thorough, you still need another week."

The boy opened his mouth.

There is a collective silence in the class.

All the students were really careful, and immediately heard something wrong with the boy's words.

"Hey, it's better for Xia Dian not to open his mouth. Let's have a good rest."

"Your Highness suddenly has a big tongue, and I was surprised to find out what's going on with Meng??"

"Your Highness, rest well, we will wait a week for your tongue spring!"

(End of this chapter)