晚自习开始了,教室里静悄悄的,没有声音。只有我们的数学老师韩老师在中间踱来踱去,等着给同学们讲难题。我正试着解一道难题,刚有一点眉目,门“吱”的一声打断了我的思路。又是风,我朝门那边望了望,出乎我的意料,从门缝中探出一个小脑袋,看得出她是我们韩老师的孩子。看她似乎 Late study began, and the classroom was quiet and silent. Only our math teacher, Teacher Han, wandered around in the middle and waited to give the students a hard time. I was trying to solve a difficult problem. I just had a little eyebrows and the door slammed my mind. It was the wind again. I looked toward the door and out of my expectation, I leaned out a small head from the crack in the door and saw that she was the teacher of our teacher Han. It looks like she looks