After saying this, Yang Zixin felt that she was too abrupt, so she explained: "Originally, I wanted to tell you two days ago, but when I looked for you the day before yesterday, you happened to be absent, so it has been delayed until today."

Yang Zixin looked at Ye Chen with a pitiful look: "You won't refuse, right?" ”

Looking at Yang Zixin's eyes, Ye Chen felt that his head hurt all of a sudden.

This is troublesome!

Reasonably, Ye Chen had no reason to refuse the other party.

What's more, last time, Yang Zixin also pretended to be his girlfriend and saved him, but now the situation is reversed, she asked Ye Chen to pretend to be her boyfriend, and it was not too much.

If Ye Chen was an ordinary student and didn't say anything about it, he would definitely agree without hesitation, but he was not an ordinary student after all, he was still burdened with secret tasks, and everything could not be based on his own preferences, and everything had to be task-oriented.

How can I refuse her? Ye Chen felt very distressed.

"Isn't it convenient for you?" Ye Chen's tangled expression fell into Yang Zixin's sensitive eyes, and she immediately noticed that the other party was hesitating.

In an instant, Yang Zixin's mood was depressed.

The girl's peculiar crankiness came back to her mind.

Why would he reject me? Could it be that he has a girlfriend?

It must be like this, and only in this way can his current hesitation be explained.

However, it is still not right.

If he has a girlfriend, why would he hug me in front of so many people and say that I am his girlfriend?

If, he doesn't have a girlfriend.

Does he hate me?

A thunderbolt instantly brightened Yang Zixin's mind.

Sensitive, in an instant, she came to a strange conclusion that no one could have imagined.

Then, based on this conclusion, she leaned in this direction on the premise of everything that happened.

No wonder, when I went to look for him the day before yesterday, he was not there; When he vaguely confessed to him today, he had that exaggerated expression again; Now, asking him to pretend to be my boyfriend, he seems so embarrassed

Turns out he hates me!

In the quiet box, there is an eerie atmosphere.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it."

Yang Zixin said lightly, this sentence almost exhausted all her strength, and when she finished speaking, her heart was inexplicably sour, and her two eyes were hot, as if something was about to overflow.

Yang Zixin didn't dare to look at Ye Chen's eyes and expression again, for fear of getting the answer she wanted to confirm from that extremely impressive face.

All of a sudden, there seemed to be something blocked in her heart, which was extremely uncomfortable, and the atmosphere in the box also suffocated her to the point that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't stay for a moment.

"I went to class."

Yang Zixin got up and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the box, until the moment the box door closed, two crystal tears overflowed her eyes and slid down her white and tender face.

The eighteen-year-old sky suddenly had a hint of gloom.

Looking at Yang Zixin's figure snatching out of the box, Ye Chen touched his nose and smiled bitterly. Why is this sister in such a hurry, I haven't explicitly refused

He thought about it, shook his head, drank the drink in one gulp, got up, and walked towards the Chinese language department.

In the afternoon, there are two Mandarin lessons.

A Chinese teacher with thick lenses stood on the podium and spoke like a river.

For him, who has more than 30 years of teaching experience, taking off the textbook and lecturing is a piece of cake.

In this lesson, he is talking about a text that unfolds reasoning in a dialogue way, which is excerpted from "Zhuangzi Qiushui".

He talked about it paragraph by paragraph, carefully dividing the essence of the article, and talking about it with relish.

Students who can understand will naturally find it very interesting, and those who can't understand will feel drowsy.

Ye Chen's class is clearly divided. Students who love to study sit in the middle and front rows, and students who don't like to study take the initiative to sit in the middle and back rows.

Most teachers also know a little bit about this invisible dividing line, so when they often call students to answer questions, they will never call the names of the students in the back row.

No teacher will care.

Teacher, teacher, according to the ancient name, is the master. The master leads the way, and the practice depends on the individual.

At the age of college students, most students have their own subjective judgment ability. If you want to learn, you will naturally study, and if you don't want to learn, it's useless to force you with a knife.

As long as they don't interfere with the learning of the students in the front row, the teachers are happy to open one eye and close the other.

After the Chinese teacher finished the two-paragraph essay, it was time for the questioning environment.

It stands to reason that the teacher would never ask the students in the back row. And the students in the back row are also busy with their own work, sleeping deeply, reading novels, playing with mobile phones, picking up girls, no one would think that the teacher would call out their names.

"Ye Chen!" The Mandarin teacher, who was nearly sixty years old, shouted.

Call! The classroom suddenly became extremely quiet.

The students looked at the Chinese teacher with surprised eyes, and they asked silently: Teacher, this is the last row of students, what do you tell him to do?

Then, they looked back at Ye Chen, who was crawling on the table and sleeping soundly, and a trace of puzzlement flashed in their eyes.

Could it be that this transfer student has offended the Chinese teacher, and the teacher wants to cut him?

Only the squad leader Liu Yusong, behind the black glasses frame, flashed an eerie light.

Hey kid, today is just the first step. In the future, I will let you look good in the class, make you the worst poor student in the eyes of the teacher, make you unable to stay in school, and then obediently pack up and get out!

Naturally, the Chinese teacher can't have a grudge against Ye Chen, he has to be in charge of hundreds of students' Chinese courses every day, even if he really has a grudge, he can't remember it.

The reason why he was able to accurately distinguish from the hundreds of students which students loved learning and which students made soy sauce was entirely because the head of the class he was in charge of would give him a list in advance.

Now, the Chinese teacher has an up-to-date list in his hand, and on the list, there is a name that should definitely appear, Ye Chen! is impressively in the column, and it is at the top, and it is written in block letters, which makes people sweep it at a glance, and it is difficult not to pay attention to him.

The Chinese teacher looked at the classroom with some annoyance, this was the first time he had encountered such a problem in more than 30 years of teaching.

"Ye Chen!" He couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted again.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye! The teacher calls your name! ”

The classmate Wei Suo in the back row quietly pulled Ye Chen's clothes and reminded him softly.

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