Chapter 105: A Reborn Change

There is no sense of reality in the parting thing until the end. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

So everyone didn't have this feeling before, but complained about the slow arrival of the exam one by one, but when the paper that really handed in the final exam came home from the examination room and fell asleep, the inexplicable sense of loss that didn't have to go to school the next day finally made this group of students realize that it seems that they are really going to graduate.

Although I don't say it, there will be some melancholy and reluctance in my heart, especially in the face of classmates who have intersected again, whether it is a quarrel or a good thing or a help, at this moment, because the word parting will disappear.

However, before the girls expressed their complicated emotions in the face of Zheng Jingjing, the boy in the white shirt next to Zheng Jingjing attracted everyone's attention.

The appearance of the students in the art school is more or less above the passing line, especially under the backdrop of a handsome guy like Liu Yan, it is difficult for the girls in the class to feel that other boys are handsome.

But it was this boy in a white shirt who made everyone's eyes shine, a fresh feeling on his face, and an indescribable temperament, which made him more comfortable than Liu Yan next to him.

"Who is this boy?'" "With Zheng Jingjing, is it a boyfriend?'" "Don't forget to bring your boyfriend to show off, little prodigal hoof." ’

A few seconds after the amazement, the girls tacitly exchanged glances, and the last trace of responsibility for Zheng Jingjing just now because of graduation and parting disappeared and turned into naked jealousy.

"Who is this?" Professor Yang also noticed Wang Yao and asked suspiciously.

"Professor, shouldn't your reading glasses be wiped off?" Wang Yao smiled stiffly, and the corners of his mouth twitched and complained.

In the class, the only teacher who has a deep friendship with Wang Yao is the teacher, so Wang Yao has a very good personal relationship with Professor Yang, especially Professor Yang attaches great importance to Wang Yao.

"Wang Yao?" Professor Yang was stunned and looked at Wang Yao in surprise.

"Oh my God?" A round-faced girl gasped, covered her mouth and looked at Wang Yao in surprise, and the other girls also looked at Wang Yao with similar expressions.

It turns out that the toad turned into a prince is really not something to talk about.

This thought flashed through everyone's minds, and everyone couldn't associate the current boy who looked clean and fresh, and was still somewhat attractive, with the short and cowardly Wang Yao, who had no sense of existence in the class for the past three years.

Wang Yao looked at the eyes of his classmates looking at aliens, and couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that his outfit was really so ugly?

But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter if it's ugly or not, anyway, I'm used to it, Wang Yao touched his face with a dry smile.

"Come sit here and tell the teacher where you've been going for plastic surgery these days. Professor Yang said with a smile.

The girls on both sides of Professor Yang instinctively moved out of the way, gave up their positions, and then arranged their hair in various embarrassing gestures and peeked at Wang Yao.

Zheng Jingjing sat silently opposite Professor Yang, Wang Yao walked over and sat next to Professor Yang with some embarrassment, very speechless, "Teacher, what are you talking about?" ”

Professor Yang looked Wang Yao's face up and down, and let out an exclamation of 'tsk' in his mouth, "It's really a person who relies on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, you have changed your outfit, it's really amazing." ”

"This dress is strange?" Wang Yao asked in a low voice as he glanced at him all around.

"It's kind of weird to wear on you. Professor Yang smiled.

"Wang Yao, where have you been staying these days? There is no you in the school dormitory. A girl in a math class spoke on behalf of the girl, her cheeks flushing slightly.

The representative of this math class is not bad, and he has not mocked Wang Yao much.

Wang Yao glanced at Zheng Jingjing and said with a smile, "I didn't go anywhere, I went out with the elders." ”

"Aren't you an orphan?" Liu Yan, who was not in a very good mood, asked.

Wang Yao's expression froze, "Distant relative." ”

There were a few women who looked at Liu Yan with dissatisfaction, Liu Yan often mocked Wang Yao like this in the past, at that time they were just watching the excitement, but today I don't know how to think Liu Yan is particularly excessive.

"You don't have to hide this kind of thing. Professor Yang is an insider, and smiled, "Wang Yao and a teacher from the university department went to Beijing to participate in an opera event. ”

"Really, so powerful?" the other round-faced girl looked at Wang Yao with sparkling eyes.

"It's not me who participates, it's who takes me to study. Wang Yao smiled awkwardly, he was a little scared in the face of the sudden diligence and attention of the female classmates who ignored him in the previous three years.

This is not the same as dealing with the group of peers in the pear orchard line in the capital.

"What kind of opera activity? Is it Yue Opera? Our school's Yue Opera is amazing, is it the Director Mao last time?" asked another girl with glasses.

"By the way, I heard that you have already apprenticed, is it true?" another female student asked curiously.

Seeing that Wang Yao was gathering more and more around him and becoming the focus, Liu Yan and a large number of boys were a little unhappy.

The principle that the same sex attracts and the opposite sex repels each other has always been a genetic problem.

"Squad leader, how did this kid become like this?" a relatively thin boy looked at Wang Yao, who was like a star-studded moon, and asked in Liu Yan's ear.

"How do I know?" Liu Yan glanced at him irritably, and then glanced at Wang Yao.

What people are most afraid of is the sense of disparity, this feeling can easily derive deformed psychological activities, Liu Yan just didn't care about Wang Yao before, but now Liu Yan is a little hostile to Wang Yao, plus Wang Yao pit him for nearly 1,000 yuan of food expenses before, which makes Liu Yan feel that he has a feeling of being teased.

Wang Yao, who is now talking and laughing freely with the girls, is seriously and distorted in Liu Yan, just like the cowardly and timid Wang Yao before who was specially designed to tease him, making him feel like he was being played as a fool.

Liu Yan, who was full of anger, picked up the soda on the table and took a sip, the momentum of the soda made Liu Yan feel refreshed, looked at the cup in his hand, and then looked at the male classmates around him.

There are more than 30 people in the class, counting Wang Yaocai's eleven male voices, which is seriously yin and yang, basically all art colleges are like this, but there is also an advantage that there are relatively more classes than boys, and classes with fewer boys are not easy to have small groups to have conflicts.

In addition, Liu Yan's family has some small money, and the male classmates in the class are all interested in him, except for Wang Yao, because they have never looked up to Wang Yao.

Liu Yan thought of a plan in his heart and hooked his finger at the boys around him.

The boys all came over.

"Wait until we finish eating, let's go back to the song hall next to us and sing, and when the time comes, we will take turns pouring him, and drinking too much will make him ugly. Liu Yan smiled sinisterly.

"But I don't drink. One of the boys with eyes said weakly.

"I don't know how to drink, I use tea instead of wine. Liu Yan glared at him.

"Squad leader, don't worry, you must drink this kid to death, so that he has been pretending to be crazy and stupid before. Another tall boy said with a disgruntled face.

"By the way, has Zhao Kai been discharged from the hospital?" Liu Yan asked, looking at the boy.

"Come on, what's wrong?" the tall boy was stunned.

"It's fine. Liu Yan shook his head with a smile, squinting at Zheng Jingjing, who was sitting alone at the edge and listening to the song with headphones on.