The succubus young lady, the actress’ sister coaxes her to kiss her

"Ha~~"

Lin Mo yawned.

The nap is over and the afternoon classes are about to begin.

Xia Xiaoyan, on the other hand, was still lying on the table. She looked sleepy during lunch break and recess in the past few days, and she didn't seem to have had a good rest at home.

"Wake up, we have class later."

Lin Mo put it close to Xia Xiaoyan's ear and whispered a reminder.

"Well..."

Xia Xiaoyan opened her eyes slightly.

Those beautiful glazed eyes were slightly red.

"Do you want to drink?"

Lin Mo took a can of coffee from his drawer.

Zhao Minghao bought this for him in the morning. He didn't like the bitter taste of coffee, so he didn't drink it.

Xia Xiaoyan's head was a little groggy, and she said "Thank you" to Lin Mo.

After taking the coffee, he opened the can.

She took two sips of "Gulu, Gulu", and the bitter taste of the coffee instantly stimulated her taste buds.

Xia Xiaoyan: It’s so painful...

Xia Xiaoyan: This stuff tastes too bad.

However, after taking two sips, I felt much more awake.

At this time, the Chinese teacher had also arrived in the classroom.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Everyone wake up, class is about to begin."

Lao Song knocked on the blackboard and looked at the audience with their heads drooped and sighed.

Today's children don't even know what they are doing at home at night. They all act like this during the day.

He continued like this twice, and when he saw that there was still no response, he added another sentence directly.

"I'm going to randomly check the text I asked you to memorize yesterday in class later."

"If you can't recite it, you will be punished by copying it three times!"

As expected, these two sentences are much more useful.

Penalty?

Three times?

Or text? ! ! ! !

This is not about killing people or dogs.

In an instant, the little heads that were still dozing off suddenly became twitchy.

The sound of turning over textbooks rang out.

"Which article was assigned to memorize yesterday?"

""Run Tu" or "Prairie", or that classical Chinese article?"

"I won't do it! I'll just go home and start laying out the original..."

"Tsk, you're memorizing the ninth paragraph of "Moonlight Song"! I think you're just playing the original version!"

The students chatted among each other.

Lin Mo opened the textbook and read it word for word.

He actually didn't memorize it, but after reading it a few times, he should be able to remember it.

Time flies.

After a while, the class bell rang.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

To the ears of the students who were just trying to catch up and didn't memorize the text properly, this ringing sound was like the ringing sound of the judgment of death.

Lao Song stood on the podium, and what he held in his hand didn't seem to be a lesson plan, but a life-threatening knife.

If his name was called at this time, he would undoubtedly be on the guillotine!

"..."

Old Song glanced away.

Among all the small faces that were evading with guilty conscience, a big one was quickly picked out.

"Zhao Minghao, it's you."

"Let me memorize the ninth paragraph of "Moonlight Song"!"

...

"Me? Me..."

Zhao Minghao struggled with his arms and flipped through the textbook before temporarily holding the Buddha's feet.

"Yes, is it possible that there is another person named Zhao Minghao in the class?"

Lao Song became unhappy.

When he said this, several people in the class started laughing.

"The shoemaker listened quietly..."

"he..."

"He...heard..."

"He heard something."

A few beads of sweat ran down Zhao Minghao's face.

Dozens of pairs of eyes around him were staring at him.

"Teacher, I...I forgot."

Forget it.

Zhao Minghao gave up struggling.

┗(′?∧?｀)┛

"Okay, copy it three times and hand it in tomorrow."

Lao Song was not polite and then called his name again.

I ordered three or four in a row, but no one could fully recite them.

"Teacher, I admit my punishment. I surrender and lose half of it. Can I copy it again?"

This time it was Chen Feifei who got up.

She gave up the struggle immediately. After returning home last night, she had been reading novels and did not memorize the text at all.

"No."

Lao Song was angry.

(-"-angry)

These children obviously did not take him as a teacher seriously.

He is not usually that kind of strict teacher, because in his opinion, cultivating children's interest in learning is often more important.

But now it seems that these children’s interests are not in textbooks at all!

angry.

"It's over, Lao Song is really angry this time."

After Chen Feifei sat down, she swallowed.

Then I took out my pen and copied the text.

On the side, Chen Mumu did not dare to speak. She kept reciting the text in her heart, praying that she would not be called out.

Old Song looked towards Chen Feifei, and then fell on Xia Xiaoyan.

Xia Xiaoyan is the monitor of the class and studies very hard, so she is definitely different from these children.

He thought for a while and then called out: "Xiao Xia, you carry it!"

Xia Xiaoyan showed a trace of nervousness on her face, and her fingers tightened unconsciously while holding the textbook.

Xia Xiaoyan: That’s it. I was preparing for the audition last night.

Xia Xiaoyan: I didn’t memorize the text at all...

Lao Song still had a proud look on his face.

After all, he never thought that Xia Xiaoyan, who was usually excellent in both morals and academics, would make mistakes.

Xia Xiaoyan: What to do! what to do! what to do!

Xia Xiaoyan: Who will save me...

Listening to Xia Xiaoyan's inner nervous monologue.

Lin Mo turned his head and glanced unconsciously, but he didn't expect that Xia Xiaoyan still looked calm on the surface.

No one has this kind of psychological quality...

"Teacher, can you let me memorize it first?"

Lin Mo raised his little hand.

He knew that Lao Song was preparing for random inspections of the whole class.

Anyway, I have to carry it anyway, so why not help Xia Xiaoyan fight for a while longer.

"Classmate Lin Mo, you are very self-conscious."

"Yes, your courage is commendable, so you should carry it first."

Lao Song nodded and praised Lin Mo's bravery.

He has always admired this young grade-skip student.

Lin Mo closed the book and then stood up slowly.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Then the text paragraph slowly appeared in my mind.

The succubus's mental power is much stronger than that of ordinary humans. Although he cannot forget everything, his memory can also be shorthand in a short period of time.

"The shoemaker listened quietly."

The immature childish voice attracted everyone in the class as soon as he opened his mouth.

The speed of Lin Mo's recitation was neither urgent nor slow, as if he was reciting beautiful poetry.

"He seemed to be facing the sea, and the moon was rising from where the water and the sky met."

"The sparkling sea surface was instantly covered with silver light."

"The moon rises higher and higher, passing through the thin clouds like wisps of gauze."

"Suddenly, strong winds blew on the sea and huge waves rolled up. The waves, illuminated by the moonlight, rushed towards the shore one after another..."

"The shoemaker looked at his sister. The moonlight was shining on her peaceful face and her wide-open eyes."

"She seemed to see it too, seeing a scene she had never seen before, the rough sea illuminated by the moonlight."

*The above recited passage is excerpted from the text "Moonlight" by Beethoven