Yi Cheng only did one thing that he took for granted, but he didn't take into account that this is not the earth of the 22nd century. It can only be said that although he has absorbed all the memories of the original owner, he still has a long way to go in adapting to this world.

"Is this really Yi Cheng? Hanging and bombing the sky! I really can't solve it!"

"Is he possessed by something dirty?"

"Brother Yi, please take my knees!"

"Why didn't I find out before that Yi Cheng was so capable of death...... Do you think he's going to be called a parent?"

Liu Rupeng, who was beside him, opened his mouth wide, and it took a long time before he spit out a sentence: "You don't have to give up on yourself to this extent!"

Liu Xuecong muttered: "The third year of high school is really terrifying, and I am crazy again...... Good brother, I'll go to the hospital to see you after the college entrance examination!"

Song Jiaqi wanted to criticize him harshly, but he was worried about hurting the boy's fragile self-esteem, so he hesitated. Her brow is slightly furrowed, even this frowning movement is very beautiful, and the light anger is also unique.

But soon she adjusted her mentality, her brows furrowed again, and she smiled softly and said, "This classmate ......"

Someone below prompted: "His name is Yi Cheng." ”

"Yi Cheng," Song Jiaqi said with a slight smile, "The college entrance examination is coming soon, this is an important battle related to your fate and future, don't you think that spending time on studying at this time is more valuable than spending it on love? It is also necessary to take into account that in our Chinese culture, teacher-student love is a violation of ethics and morals, so Yi Cheng, I must refuse you. Alright, now sit down and listen carefully. ”

The applause rang out in a sparse manner, and then resounded like a storm through the classroom.

Song Jiaqi's words were reasonable, not pretentious, not pretentious, not oppressive as a teacher, not rude criticism, so the students agreed very much. It can be said that in the past month of substitute teaching, it was not until today's incident that she really entered the hearts of Class 6 students.

Song Jiaqi herself is also a little proud, so many years of educational psychology is not in vain.

Yi Cheng smiled and sat down, not caring about the rejection at all. How could there be a girl who was not rejected a few times? And after hearing these words, he admired this teacher Song even more.

During recess, a few boys who were usually unfamiliar with Yi Cheng pretended to pass by casually, and then secretly gave Yi Cheng a thumbs up. Yi Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to them, and as a result, some people soon talked about "Yi Cheng is really cold".

There are also girls who come to talk to Liu Rupeng under the pretext of talking to them, looking at Yi Cheng with strange eyes and biting their ears quietly.

The last class was also a Chinese class, Yi Cheng just stared at Song Jiaqi with a smile, and Song Jiaqi was quite uncomfortable being stared at by him. She thought about answering the question in Yi Cheng's name, and was worried about whether this would make Yi Cheng see it as an encouragement to him, so she dispelled the idea.

After class, Song Jiaqi did not stay to answer students' questions for the first time and fled the classroom in a hurry.

Yi Cheng slowly packed his schoolbag with one hand, Liu Rupeng suddenly walked over, packed up his things in three or two clicks, and then turned around and left without saying a word, only to throw down a tsundere "hum" that came out of his nose.

Inexplicable high school and middle school girls.

Yi Cheng carried his schoolbag and walked slowly outside the campus, and from time to time people he didn't know pointed at him, as if the things he confessed to the teacher in class had spread all over the campus in a short time.

The boring life of the third year of high school makes any gossip spread faster than the flu virus.

When he arrived at the gate of the school, Yi Chengcheng found a car parked on the side of the road that made him unforgettable, and it was this pink beetle that sent the original owner to heaven and gave him a chance to be reborn. The front of the Beetle was obviously concave, and Peng Shufang didn't even send the car for repair for more than a month.

"Hey, here!" Peng Shufang pushed the car door and beckoned to him.

Yi Cheng walked over slowly, "I saw you, don't wave." ”

When he got to the car, he opened the passenger door and sat in carefully so as not to touch the original injury.

"I happen to be fine, and I want to see you when I pass by your neighborhood. Your dad is at home and says you've started going back to school today, so I'll pick you up. Peng Shufang slowly started the car and explained.

Yi Cheng nodded and leaned back in his chair. He found that his body was still very weak, and he was already a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had not done anything that day.

Peng Shufang noticed his exhaustion and didn't talk to him again. Sending Yi Cheng outside the community, she was about to leave, but Yi Cheng opened her mouth to invite: "Go in and sit for a while." ”

His words appear to be an inquiring tone from the grammatical structure, but the tone of his words is almost imperative. Peng Shufang was a little uncomfortable when she heard it, but somehow she felt that she couldn't refuse, so she obediently drove the car into the community and parked it, following Yi Cheng.

When he arrived at home, Yi Cheng took off the key with his left hand to open the door, and threw away his schoolbag: "Mom, I'm back." Get a few more dishes, Peng Shufang is here to eat tonight. ”

"Your mother is working overtime, I'll cook today," Yi Zhongmin walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron, glanced at Peng Shufang, and suddenly smiled at the corner of his eyes, "Xiao Peng, you're here." He lowered his face and reprimanded Yi Cheng, "How do you speak, you have to call Sister Peng." ”

Yi Cheng said perfunctorily: "I know, I know." ”

When Yi Zhongmin turned around and went back to the kitchen, Yi Cheng said to Peng Shufang, "Come to my bedroom." ”

Peng Shufang did not refuse, judging from her age, Yi Cheng is still a little boy, and she thinks there is nothing to avoid.

Yi Cheng's bedroom didn't seem to be any different from other boys' bedrooms. There are a few posters of celebrities, including football stars and female film and television stars; there are some music CDs and game CDs piled up in a mess, and the quilt is folded in half even if it is folded in half, and dirty clothes and smelly socks can be seen everywhere on the floor and on the bed.

Peng Shufang didn't know where she should sit, and she felt that she didn't dare to take it anywhere because of her slight cleanliness.

"Sit down!" Yi Cheng threw her a brand-new looking science fiction monthly.

Peng Shufang looked at the cover of the magazine inexplicably, thinking that she didn't like to read science fiction novels, so she handed herself a bosom friend or reader, right?

"I'll give you the pad. ”

Yi Cheng's voice was extremely cold, but Peng Shufang's heart was warm, thinking that this little boy couldn't see that he was quite considerate. She put the magazine on the edge of the bed and sat down on it, sitting upright.

Yi Cheng ignored her, charged his mobile phone, turned on the computer, and began to understand the information of the online game "Avengers".

Peng Shufang couldn't complain, and just said that this guy was considerate...... What the hell did you call yourself here for?

She thought for a while, and said without words: "By the way, do you want to learn computer programming in school?"

"Learn. Science electives, I chosen. ”

"Then you can help me refer to it, if I want someone to write a program for me, how much will it cost?"