When Ye Qingyan arrived, Yuan Mou had already arrived in the classroom.

It was a woman who was almost forty years old.

As we all know, the head teacher of the second and third classes of high school is famous in the whole school because of the face that looks like a Yuanmou person.

So he was nicknamed by the whole school, Yuanmou.

"Report."

“…… Enter. ”

Ye Qingyan hugged his SLR, ignored Yuan Mou's unkind eyes, and swaggered in.

It's a pity that as soon as she put the schoolbag in the drawer, Yuan Mou tapped her desk and motioned for her to go to the corridor outside the classroom.

Ye Qingling, who was sitting in the front row of the classroom, sighed deeply when he saw his little cousin being called out of the classroom because she was late.

"Ye Qingyan, when will you get rid of your procrastination, look at you, how many times have you been late this month?"

"Like...... Twenty-eight times? ”

Yuan Mou listened to Ye Qingyan's indifferent tone and turned blue with anger, "You...... Today, I will stand outside for a morning of self-study, and write a review and submit it to my office tomorrow. ”

"Hmm."

Yuan Mou looked at Ye Qingyan's arrogant expression, glanced at Ye Qingyan unhappily, and turned to leave.

Seeing Yuanmou walking away, Ye Qingyan lowered his head and stared at his toes, humming a song.

She doesn't like to study and likes to travel.

She enjoyed the feeling of freedom.

Among the places she has visited, she loves Tibet alone, it is a pure place, very beautiful.

"Boss, take it quickly."

Han Zhao shyly handed out a pack of black and white pairings from the window where Ye Qingyan was standing.

Ye Qingyan also took it unceremoniously, and closed the window before Han Zhao could react.

This is Ye Qingyan's little brother who grew up together, Han Zhao.

Speaking of which, Han Zhao is a few months older than Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan has been learning taekwondo since he was a child, and on the way home, he happened to meet a few yellow-haired boys bullying Han Zhao, so he saved him.

Bang, due to too much strength, the packaging was directly torn to the bottom by Ye Qingyan, and the things inside fell down together, and the last one was left.

The black and white match that could have soothed Ye Qingyan's young heart ended up going to the trash can.

Ye Qingyan was a little unwilling, frowned, stared miserably at the black and white match that was also miserable on the ground, and sighed.

"It's a little confused."

Han Yue carried a big red backpack with a bit of a sassy bag, and walked into Ye Qingyan's sight leisurely with a pair of long legs.

When his eyes met with Ye Qingyan, Han Yue felt a hint of coolness.

And Han Zhao, who was sitting on the table and leaning on the window of the classroom to watch the play, had already begun to pray for the stranger outside.

Han Zhao, who has been able to live under Ye Qingyan for so many years, has already gone through thousands of tempers, and summed up that Ye Qingyan will not die.

He said that he must not die while Ye Qingyan was sleeping.

Second, he said that he must not die while Ye Qingyan was eating.

San, he must not die while Ye Qingyan is taking pictures.

But the thing outside just happened to hit the second saku.

Ye Qingyan clenched his fists, full of anger in his heart.

Damn, why can't you use your strength when you see this man.

"Get out."

Ye Qingyan rolled softly and glutinously, and there was no deterrent effect on Han Yue.

I saw him take another step forward, and as soon as he got closer, Ye Qingyan smelled a faint smell of jasmine, which was very similar to yesterday's taste, and for some reason his little face was a little red.

"You...... It smells good. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Qingyan felt that these words were a little inappropriate, so he added another sentence.

"You smell good, I like it."

Han Yue stared at the kitten-like girl in front of him with a smile, waiting for her next words.

"No, it's not that I like you, it's that I like shower gel."

Ye Qingyan bit her cherry-like red lips, a little annoyed, she didn't expect that she would be so stupid.

"I mean ......"

"You mean to say that you have a crush on me."

Han Yue did not use interrogative sentences, but directly used affirmative sentences.

Ye Qingyan was choked by Han Yue's words, and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Han Zhao wiped the window glass in a panic, "Damn, I'm blind, can I see the boss blush in my lifetime?" And still haven't been on the fist? ”

As soon as he finished muttering, there was a sudden commotion in the class, and Han Zhao immediately jumped off the table and hurriedly picked up the book.

After dozens of seconds, Yuan Mou walked into the classroom 'gloomily', looked around, and walked towards the back door.

As soon as she walked out the back door, she saw an unknown face, standing side by side with Ye Qingyan, with consternation in her eyes.

"You are?"

Han Yue smiled slightly, took out a notice from his schoolbag, and handed it to Yuan Mou.

"Hello teacher, I am a transfer student who came to report from the second and third classes of high school today, Han Yue."