The third class is chemistry class, and Yang Qingfeng thinks chemistry class is quite interesting.

The chemistry teacher is a male teacher named Cheng Yongbo, who has just graduated from university. As his name suggests, he is indeed very knowledgeable, at least many people in Class 10 think so.

Because during his classes, from time to time, he will intersperse some knowledge points that they can't touch now!

In this lesson, we will review organic synthesis.

As he spoke, Cheng Yongbo began to intersperse some Yang Qingfeng again, no, Yang Qingfeng has never understood, it is Xia Yanni and other scholars who don't understand knowledge.

"If you add a reagent here, a crystallization will appear..."

"Wait, what's the reagent?"

Yao Bingzhong went out to stand for a class, but his spirit became full, and his curiosity has always been quite heavy.

"It is a class of organic bases, quaternary ammonium. ”

Cheng Yongbo saw that someone asked him, haha, it's time to show his profound knowledge again.

Cheng Yongbo looked at Yao Bingzhong, full of appreciation, and secretly thought in his heart: "I can't imagine that Yao Bingzhong is so diligent and inquisitive, it seems that I will have to take care of him in the future." ”

"Huh?

"Season - ammonium - alkali. ”

Cheng Yongbo's voice raised by two points to fully show his self-confidence.

"You know pinyin!!"

"Poof—"

"Big brother, you can do it!"

"Admire !!"

"Yao Bingzhong, hehe, very good!"

"Haha, what's wrong with Mr. Cheng?"

"Where's the Disciplinary Commissioner?"

A very handsome girl quickly replied: "This!"

"Okay, give Yao Bingzhong a record to disrupt the order of the class!"

Yao Bingzhong: "......"

Xia Yanni lay on the table, laughing so much that tears came out.

After the chemistry class, it is a self-study class.

Usually, self-study classes are rushed by those subject teachers, but today no teacher came.

Halfway through the class, Yao Bingzhong staggered to his feet.

One step at a time, one step at a time, is the devil's pace!

Yang Qingfeng looked at him strangely, only to see him walk next to a girl, pick up the top book, gently push the girl's other books open, and slowly open the book.

The face is affectionate, and the tone is very soft.

"Lily, we've been classmates for three years, and you should be familiar with what kind of person I am. You don't have to write my name in your notebook every day, everyone will be misunderstood. ”

"Poof-haha...."

"Did this kid take the wrong medicine today?!"

"Are you trying to laugh at me?"

The girl who was called Lily had a red face, quietly glanced at Yang Qingfeng, and saw that Yang Qingfeng was looking at this side with a smile on his face, so he hurriedly spoke.

"If you move around again, I'll make another mistake for disrupting the class!!"

"Oh, Disciplinary Commissioner, you just spare me once!!I can sell myself!!"

Yu Lili ignored Yao Bingzhong and pulled the book that registered the violation of discipline over, and Yao Bingzhong hurriedly ran back to his seat.

"Oh, Mom, my lust didn't work!"

"That's you're ugly!"

"I can't say that, it's just that Qingfeng is too beastly!"

"Hee-hee, for the sake of you being so good at talking, you're pretty handsome. ”

In the afternoon, Chu Xian'er didn't come to Yang Qingfeng, Xia Yanni pulled Yang Qingfeng to choose a restaurant with a small private room.

In the restaurant, Yang Qingfeng was oppressed.

For example, being forced to feed someone, being forced to hold someone, etc.

There was no accident in the evening self-study, and it passed quickly.

The two walked to the parking lot, and Manshiyu was already in the car.

When they got home, the two daughters immediately asked Yang Qingfeng to cook.

At this time, the two women were holding a bowl and sitting next to Yang Qingfeng, and Xia Yanni was still talking.

"Qingfeng, aren't you going to explain, what's going on with that person named Chu Xian'er today?"

"And how do you think I should explain it?"

Yang Qingfeng has already learned, at this time, only by putting the other party's pajamas can he be stable.

"Don't hold me, I still have to eat. ”

"I didn't ask, Yan Ni asked, Qingfeng, you just want to do it to her!!"

Yang Qingfeng ignored it, picked up a girl with one hand, and strode up to the second floor.

Not long after, the first low and melodious music sounded on it.

.....

It was a villa a few hundred meters away from Villa No. 1, which was brightly lit and people were wearing mourning clothes.

Zhang Yunyun, who has a relationship with Yang Qingfeng, is here, and she hasn't been to school in the past few days. At this time, she was haggard and sat in front of her grandfather's coffin.

"Yun Yun, if you're tired, go and rest first, you've been sitting for a day! ”

Zhang Jiake's eyes were full of distress.

This daughter of mine has been sensible since she was a child, and she rarely worries about him.

He tried his best to make up for her from other places, but the more this happened, the more sensible his daughter showed, the more distressing it made him.

When she was still in elementary school, he made a joke: "Yunyun, you were born in our family, you enjoy resources that other children don't have, and you have a lot to lose in the future!"

"What's that?"

"For example, you can't like to be people. ”

"Well, I'm not going to like anyone else. ”

In this way, his daughter has never gossiped anything about him over the years.

His daughter is among the children of the upper class in Yangcheng, and she can definitely be called out of the mud but not stained, and the water is clear and rippled but not demonic.

What he didn't know was that the daughter who made him so relieved had a figure in his heart at some point.

Zhang Yunyun nodded, her steps moving slightly.

Zhang Yunyun's room, since she went to junior high school, even her father was not allowed to enter.

At this time, the walls are covered with sketches.

Those sketches are vivid, and the most vivid thing is the deep eyes.

Zhang Yunyun sat on a chair and stretched out her hand to gently stroke the colorful portrait on the table.

This... and Yang Qingfeng himself has been ten images.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you have such magic?"

"Alas, this weekend my father is going to choose a future partner for me, and this time will be the first and last time I have been presumptuous in the past eighteen years!"

After speaking, Zhang Yunyun's tears kept pouring out.

The more sensible children are, the more emotions they have in their hearts, and they can usually suppress those hidden emotions to the corners that they can't discover.

When encountering a huge setback, it is easy to emerge, like a dam bursting, unstoppable.

In those days, Zhang Yunyun encountered this situation.

The grandfather was injured and the family business was attacked. She felt the tension of the whole family, she wanted to help, she wanted to prove herself, but the older the family, the more strange the treaty.

For example, their Zhang family does not allow women to touch family affairs!

Her thoughts were intertwined like a ball of cotton wool, so she took her flute that day and went to the school hill to play a song to relieve her emotions.