Since Ye Xiaoyu paid attention to that boy, the Japanese class he liked had become the most special existence in Ye Xiaoyu's heart.

Japanese classes are basically in the morning, no matter what class Ye Xiaoyu takes in the morning, it is absolutely secondary, except for Japanese classes, and once the Japanese class is finished, Ye Xiaoyu is like being charged, and the next day will be alive.

This time, Ye Xiaoyu walked towards the Japanese classroom as usual, but was intercepted halfway by the representative of the Japanese class.

The representative of the Japanese language class, Xiao Keai, is a petite and cute-looking boy

I saw Xiao Keai holding a homework book and looking at Ye Xiaoyu with a wistful expression: "Xiaoyu, do me a favor." ”

Ye Xiaoyu glanced at Xiao Keai very coldly, and raised his chin: "Say." ”

Xiao Keai smiled happily, his eyes were crooked and he looked very cute when he laughed, Ye Xiaoyu was cute, so cute is really a boy.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Keai handed the homework book in his hand to Ye Xiaoyu: "This homework book belongs to you at the same table, I have something to do, you can help me give it to him." ”

Ye Xiaoyu felt strange: "How could the homework of the second year of high school be here for you?" ”

Xiao Keai smiled: "Staggered." ”

Ye Xiaoyu: "Oh......" said, Ye Xiaoyu took the homework book, and saw his name written on the name column of the homework book: Han Han. His words are very lazy, just like him, he looks upright and upright, but he is still lazy in his bones.

Ye Xiaoyu couldn't help but sneer in his heart: It looks like it's okay, it's good to read.... It's a bit cute.

Ye Xiaoyu walked into the classroom, sat in his seat, and waited for Han Han's arrival.

Soon, Han Han walked in, Ye Xiaoyu handed him the homework book, she lowered her eyes, didn't dare to look into his eyes, and said, "Yours." ”

Han Han took it, didn't say a word, and then pushed away the chair and sat down

Ye Xiaoyu touched his nose, this atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

When there were 10 minutes left in class, the Japanese teacher said with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth: "Students, it's finally your favorite dictation session again. "At the end of each holiday language class, the Japanese teacher dictates.

The students below said twice, "Wow, I'm so happy~ I'm looking forward to it~"

The Japanese teacher decisively ignored the protesting eyes of the students below and said happily, "Since you are so happy, let's start!" ”

When Ye Xiaoyu heard this, she sighed in her heart, she didn't carry it when it was over!

But the situation does not allow her to think too much, the book is closed, and the dictation book is taken out, what to do!

There's only one way......

Ye Xiaoyu glanced at Han Han silently, and saw that as soon as the teacher reported him, he wrote, and he wrote like a god, without a trace of hesitation. Ye Xiaoyu squinted and stretched his neck to look at his answer, Han Han didn't know whether he was too lazy to pay attention to it or didn't notice it seriously, and he didn't stop her, Ye Xiaoyu copied it very smoothly.

After class, Han Han returned to his class, and Ye Xiaoyu also returned to his class, the two parallel lines seemed to be able to hand over a little only at this moment, and quickly returned to their own trajectory.

Evening self-study, the seniors of the club came to recruit newcomers, because Ye Xiaoyu has a dance foundation, although he is very short, he is still set by the dance club.

The next day, Ye Xiaoyu went to the dance club to report, and the senior sister inside was very enthusiastic, remembering everyone's name and face clearly, and never calling it wrong. Ye Xiaoyu also has a good impression of the dance club.

During the chat, Senior Sister Lin suddenly said to Ye Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, is there a handsome boy in your class?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu is a little face blind, although she has been here for almost a week, she still can't remember the faces and names of the people in her class, she always wears a crown, but Ye Xiaoyu also has a skill, that is, once she is remembered by Ye Xiaoyu, even if it turns into ashes, she can recognize it. For this skill, Ye Xiaoyu himself admires himself.

Ye Xiaoyu thought about it carefully and said, "Is there one?" I don't know ......."

Sister Lin was a little disappointed when she heard this, and said, "Okay......"

Ye Xiaoyu was a little reluctant and asked, "What's the matter, you have taken a fancy to him?" ”

Sister Lin hurriedly waved her hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like anyone younger than me, I just want to pull him into the dance club, you help me pay attention to whether there are any handsome guys in your class, and if there is, pull him into the club." ”

Ye Xiaoyu responded with a smile, suddenly remembered Han Han, and asked, "Don't you have handsome guys in your second year of high school?" Why not pull them in? ”

Sister Lin glanced at Ye Xiaoyu strangely and asked, "Who?" ”

Ye Xiaoyu: "It seems to be called ...... Han Han? ”

Sister Lin suddenly realized and said, "Oh! He's handsome, he's handsome, but people are bent on studying, besides, he's not suitable for dancing at first glance, but he can't be blasphemed from a distance. Sister Lin looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, her eyes drifted away, and suddenly she thought of something, turned around and asked Ye Xiaoyu: "How do you know him?" You're not going to like people, are you? ”

Ye Xiaoyu sighed in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I'll ask, just ask......"

Sister Lin looked at Ye Xiaoyu ambiguously for a while, and Ye Xiaoyu couldn't stand this inquiring look.

Sister Lin raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you want him to WeChat?" I can help you get it. ”

Ye Xiaoyu's head shook like a rattle: "Don't, don't, senior sister, don't do anything!" ”

Sister Lin smiled mysteriously: "Don't do it, don't do it." ”