Xue Yang raised his eyebrows:

"Well, I remember."

Le Yan felt very funny in his heart, that twisting and pinching look, in Le Yan's opinion, was a little shy and shy, which was pitiful, just like Su Qing.

But now Le Yan can see clearly and know what a real little white flower is and what a white lotus is.

Xue Yang is also a master of all kinds, just hanging from the ground.

These two chess opponents, or how these two people can get together in the end.

Le Yan's memories are like springs, she doesn't like her stupid memories very much, she was blinded by Zhen Haoxue's appearance, and she was always kept in the dark.

Le Yan glanced at Zhen Haoxue, and suddenly became playful.

Zhen Haoxue saw that Xue Yang did not take the initiative to lend her the notes as expected, so she wanted to continue to speak.

However, Le Yan was the first to speak:

She held out a hand:

"Give it to me, I'll see."

The sleeves of the wide school uniform slipped off, revealing a snow-white slender wrist, which was white and delicate like clotted fat, which was very attractive.

Xue Yang's eyes were a little sincere, just a small arm, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

The action was almost subconscious, and he directly handed over the note and obediently presented it.

Le Yan turned his head and took it, and he didn't even throw a straight eye to Xue Yang.

In this situation, Zhen Haoxue, who was standing on the side, was extremely embarrassed.

Zhen Haoxue looked at Xue Yang with great grievances, but Xue Yang turned a blind eye, but unconsciously approached Le Yan, with a somewhat flattering appearance:

"Le Yan, don't you need me to tell you."

Le Yan was thinking about whether to play again and stimulate Zhen Haoxue's little heart again.

At this time, the class bell rang and Zhen Haoxue turned back to her seat unwillingly.

Le Yan saw Su Qing behind Zhen Haoxue, so he said coldly to Xue Yang:

"I'm back at the same table, you let me go."

Xue Yang glanced at Su Qing, got up lazily, and then didn't forget to look at Le Yan and said:

"I'll tell you this question after class."

Le Yan threw the notebook at him:

"No, I will."

Xue Yang hurriedly took the note, a little surprised.

Le Yan didn't even flip it, and he reverted to his initial indifference and alienation.

Su Qing returned to her seat, looked at Le Yan's side face, and stopped talking.

She saw the scene just now, and felt that Le Yan just now seemed to be a little evil, and Zhen Haoxue was a little pitiful.

Le Yan shouldn't rely on her beauty to be more popular among boys, so she suppressed Zhen Haoxue like this.

"What's wrong?" Le Yan's eyes looked straight ahead, and his mouth moved slightly.

Su Qing was taken aback:

"No, nothing."

The last class in the morning is over, the lunch break is calm, and the first class in the afternoon is physical education.

At this time, the sun was at its strongest, and the physical education teacher was a female teacher, very considerate, she just let the eighth class students do ten minutes of stretching, and then let everyone move freely.

The eighth class of the first year of high school dispersed in a hurry, the boys went to play ball, and the girls divided into a handful in twos and threes, and gathered around to talk and laugh.

Yang Yushu, Lin Yuan, and Su Qing were a handful, and Le Yan was too lazy to look at Yang Yushu's appearance, so he walked to the shade next to the rostrum and sat on the highest steps of the stands.

The view here is wide and condescending.

Slowly, the girls below dispersed at the beginning, and finally gathered into two piles.

One pile is headed by Yang Yushu, and the other is headed by Zhen Haoxue, both of which are relatively close, and there is a tendency to merge with each other.