The target direction was naturally where Han Yao was, and after walking back and forth beside her a few times, He Xiaoling stopped on Han Yao's left hand side, and his gaze stopped on Han Yao's test paper,

Han Yao held the pen for a moment, and after two seconds, he continued to move the pen, He Xiaoling watched Han Yao answer the question for five minutes next to him, smacked his lips and cast a glance at Jiang Han, and then turned away from Han Yao's side.

Han Yao's writing speed has never been slow, and the pause at the tip of the pen is no more than three seconds.

Han Yao took an hour to complete a volume, and there were no more than five people in the audience who put the pen in about the same time as her, and secretly pushed Zhu Junyang and glanced at her, Zhu Junyang glanced at the instructors around him, and shook his head secretly, Han Yao looked at her with such a weak expression, although his face was not obvious, but his heart was already happy.

Holding the volume, she walked towards the podium, handed the volume to Jiang Han's hand, and turned around and left the big classroom directly, as for the notebook, she was not worried at all, someone would help her get it back when the time came.

Tang Weixi handed in the paper behind Han Yao, and he didn't stay in the classroom for long, and left the classroom directly.

The sea breeze is coming, although there is no heat during the day, but perhaps because of the different geographical location here, the sea breeze is still hot, and it will still be uncomfortable to blow on the body.

Accustomed to life in a little north, in the southern region, where the temperature has not dropped in October, she still needs to adapt for a while.

Walking slowly on the avenue back to the dormitory, Han Yao looked up at the night sky, Fu Shaoli's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and remembered what Luo Xianqing said about Fu Shaoli burning the kitchen after dinner, and suddenly laughed, the reason for laughing may be simply to make fun of him,

The moon in the sky was a little round, and after looking at it for a few seconds, Han Yao remembered that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is in the National Day, and the 4th is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the past few years, she has spent time with her grandmother at home, but this year has become an exception, the smile on her face has disappeared, replaced by a sad face,

couldn't go home, and didn't have a chance to call back, Han Yao suddenly felt stuffy, and his thoughts came fast and fierce like a tide, and before he could react, he rushed up.

I don't know how my grandmother is doing, and I don't know what my uncle is doing to her, what Han Yao is most worried about now is the old man who lives alone, and she doesn't have to pay attention to other things, but she can't rest assured about the old man who has the grace of nurturing her.

Tang Weixi has been following Han Yao not far behind, maybe Han Yao is thinking about something else, so he didn't notice his existence, and he walked behind without stepping forward, slowly taking in all of Han Yao's emotional movements.

Han Yao slowly returned to the dormitory all the way, and never found the boy who had been following behind, but now she didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, because she was almost overwhelmed by an emotion called longing, and she didn't have the heart to do anything else.

After returning to the dormitory, Han Yao took his clothes and went to the bathhouse to take a bath, and only came out of the bathhouse after half an hour, and lay directly on the bed without even washing the dirty clothes he had changed.

Staring at the bed board above, I began to get distracted, I really wanted to see my grandmother, I wanted to call her, even if I could only listen to her voice.