My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

Under the bright sunshine, the girl tilted her head slightly, the smile on her face bloomed quietly, and the picture was indescribably beautiful.

After a short silence, there were whispers in the classroom.

"That smile just now is so healing!"

"I feel like my whole heart is going to melt."

"This transfer student has a good temperament, isn't she the daughter of a big family?"

"Looks very educated and should get along well."

The bald head teacher, as if not aware of it, said solemnly:

"Student Gabriel, please come up and introduce yourself."

"Yes, teacher." The girl stepped onto the podium and bowed slightly. Her voice was clear and gentle. It was a soft and pleasant female voice that could make flowers and plants sprout in spring.

"Hello everyone."

"My name is Naive Gabriel White."

"I'm 16 years old this year. I just transferred from another school. Please take care of me in the future."

After the simple opening remarks, the girl bathed in the sun, put her hands together and put it on her chest, with a sweet and suffocating smile on her face: "Also, my dream is to make everyone happy."

"..."

Chapter 2 Poke Poke

"I'm going, what's with this piercing smile!"

"An angel with such a strong belief in the Holy Light will not continue his studies in the heavens, but will come to the world to read what kind of books!"

"The dream is to make people all over the world happy. This is simply an impossible task! It's ten times more difficult than otaku not wasting toilet paper!"

Compared with Hua Ye's complaints, other people's reactions were much more normal.

"Ah, a nice smile."

"Classmate Gabriel is so cute!"

"I really want to hold it in my arms, kiss and hold it high!"

Well, there is no need to doubt that Gabriel is just a girl less than 1.5 meters tall. Even among girls, she is considered petite and dainty...

"Okay, Gabriel, you can sit behind Hua Ye," the head teacher said.

There were only thirty students in a class, and because the school had already started three days, all the seats in the classroom were full, and there was only one vacant seat behind Hua Ye, and there was no choice at all.

"Yes, teacher." The girl bowed again, picked up her schoolbag, and walked towards Hua Ye briskly.

"Okay, let's start the class." Weng Sheng, the head teacher of the bald head, said angrily.

"Math... it's so complicated, forget it, let's go to sleep."

Hua Ye found a comfortable position and lay down peacefully.

Who knew that just after every three seconds, I felt that a foreign object was lightly tapped on my back.

Poke poke.

Hua Ye turned his head to look.

The blonde girl kept her eyes fixed, sat upright, her eyes fell on the blackboard, her face was meticulous and serious, she was definitely the kind of good student that the teacher liked most.

"What are you poking me for?"

The blonde girl didn't seem to hear and didn't answer.

Hua Ye lowered his eyes and didn't bother to care about it. He found a comfortable position again and lay down lazily.

Who knows that after three seconds... there will be a very rhythmic stab feeling again.

asshole!Tigers don't show their power, do you think I'm a sick cat!For a rookie angel like you, I can shoot a huge movie with one hand!If it weren't for cherishing the hard-won life of ordinary people, I would slap you to death right now!

Hua Ye turned his head and gritted his teeth:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The blonde girl Gabriel blinked innocently, bit her lip, looked pitiful, and shook her head silently.

"I warn you, poke me again, and I'll go crazy! The consequences are serious!"

This time, after lying down for three seconds, Hua Ye suddenly turned around and turned his head, and saw Gabriel, a blond girl, stretching out a tender finger, only one finger away from him.

You bastard, got caught by me!You are also addicted to poke!When I am poke fun!

If I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know how terrifying the Demon King is!

"Eat me with a Rising Dragon Fist..."

"Student Hua Ye, please don't disturb the order of the class." The bald uncle on the platform looked coldly, pushed the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said expressionlessly, "If there is another time, please stand at the door. Listen to the class."

Your sister, my dignified Demon King was taught a lesson by you, an old man, what are you looking at, and then I'll blow your bald head off!

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Hua Ye bowed decisively, between a momentary coolness and a pleasant peaceful life, Hua Ye decisively made a choice.

The bald teacher withdrew his gaze, "Then, let's continue the class."