Chapter 110: The Heart Beats Wildly

There are two days left before the first monthly exam of the first year of high school, and the entire grade has entered the intense countdown revision work.

During the self-study class, Qiao Nian applied to Zhao Peng and wanted to go to the library to borrow some various types of teaching materials.

Of course, Zhao Peng thought it was okay, and approved her to review her homework in the library.

Because everyone is a loyal fan of Xueba's little fairy, Jiang Wenzhuo and Yan Han hit it off at first sight on the forum, and they made friends in reality.

Qiao Nian held the notebooks of various subjects, and as soon as he walked with his front foot, his whereabouts were secretly leaked by Jiang Wenzhuo on his back foot.

Class 9 was in a political class, and the fat teacher on the podium was holding an outline and talking with a proud and excited face.

Huo Shen was sleeping on the table, with a small earplug in his ear.

Yan Han, who received Jiang Wenzhuo's news, looked back at Huo Yan who was sleeping.

He rested on his arm, his eyelashes did not move, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Yazi, who was not very happy to sleep.

It's like you're arguing with someone in a dream.

Yan Han knew that one of the things Huo Shen hated the most was that he was sleeping and someone woke him up.

Voldemort in a conscious state is terrible enough, but Voldemort who wakes up and has a seizure of anger will be a disaster of the century.

But there are always exceptions.

The only word "Qiao Nian" can dissolve the life of Avada who can dissolve the life of Volt Huo Earth Demon Ember.

"Brother Ash, Brother Ash! Wake up, the little fairy has gone to the library. โ€

Thinking about it, under the frightened eyes of the others, Yan Han gently woke up Fu Huo Earth Demon Ash.

Huo Shen opened his eyes, and then there was a small thud of the chair rubbing against the ground.

He didn't say anything, just grabbed a backpack and put a small red mark on his face that had been pressed by his arm.

Then he grabbed a few new books from the drawer and stuffed them into his bag.

He got up, grabbed his somewhat messy hair, and walked briskly out the nearest back door in front of his political teacher.

The political teacher looked indifferent, "Disciplinary Committee, remember Huo Yan skipped class once." โ€

When He Zichi, who didn't make anything, heard this, he immediately raised his head from the comic book, ", where is Brother Ember going?" โ€

Cold: "Library." โ€

He Zichi: "? โ€

Is it better to sleep in the library than in the classroom?

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"Huh? What are you doing here? โ€

Qiao Nian, who was reviewing on the second floor of the library, noticed a figure swaying in the chair in front of him, then sat down and immediately looked up.

Huo Yan's dark eyes didn't look at her for a moment, "If you don't understand, I'll ask you." โ€

It's a big guy Huo with a strong thirst for knowledge.

It's also a big guy who is very good at cramming.

Qiao Nian understood, put down the outline in his hand, and asked lightly, "What do you not understand?" โ€k

"Composition."

Huo Shen opened his schoolbag and took the text out casually.

Qiao Nian took it, and then turned a page, his expression frozen.

"On the prairie, a herd of horses is galloping, and the four hooves are clattering! Da-da-da-da! Dada! ....โ€

Qiao Nian was shocked, she felt that there was really an audible hallucination in her ears.

"Huo Yan, you wrote this composition...."

Qiao Nian blinked, "It's a bit of a real perfunctory." โ€

Huo Shen whispered, "How do you write that?" โ€

In his emotional realm, only one piece of "Qiao Nian" was occupied, and then everything else was blank.

He couldn't understand the most lyrical language.

Qiao Nian sighed and picked up the pen, "It's okay, I'll teach you." โ€

Quiet library,The girl's hair is soft.,She's leaning sideways.,Her head is hanging down.,Holding a pen and patiently telling him in detail.ใ€‚ใ€‚

Huo Yan's heart was beating wildly when he saw it.