After finishing the topic, Ai Yanchen politely said goodbye to Director Luo. When I went out and turned right, I saw Ye Tingliao leaning against the wall, looking lazy but looking at Ai Yanyan who came out with a hot look. Ai Yan lowered his voice and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Ye Tingliao didn't hold her hand, but his big palm pressed the back of Ai Yan's head, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was like a cello. He didn't control his volume, and said as he walked: "I'm afraid that you will be bullied, after all, there are many wolves here." The sound was neither loud nor small, reaching the ears of the students through the glass window, causing them to look out.

I saw the young man's big hand running along Ai Yanchen's hair, and his eyes shook over as he walked, like a bolt of lightning, and glanced contemptuously at the classmates present. The warning and possessiveness in those eyes were like thunder, which was embarrassing.

"Ahem, don't look out the window, study hard." Teacher Luo feigned anger and turned back to the thoughts of his classmates.

Bullshit studies seriously, how can this make people learn. This is a blatant show of affection and love for dog food. Let these hormones that throb and explode in puberty have nowhere to put them.

Li Jinyang pursed his lips and chuckled lightly throughout the whole process, without saying a word. After class, some gossipy classmates asked about Ai Yan's situation. At this time, Li Jinyang, who emerged from the sea of questions, finally spoke.

"Don't think about it, the famous flower has a master. Beware of setting yourself on fire! ”

As a result, the science class knows that there is a beautiful student in the liberal arts who looks like a fairy, and her IQ is comparable to that of Albert Einstein. Word of the news spread in the afternoon.

"You're on fire again." Han Muyou turned around with his mobile phone and shouted.

"What's wrong again?" Ai asked nonchalantly. I studied on my own last night, and I was named by the disciplinary committee again. Oh, the one who can't die is Zhang Chun.

"Look, the way you look on the podium is amazing." Han Muyou handed the phone to Ai Yan to see.

"Don't talk about it, it's angry to talk about. You said that Director Luo has something wrong, let me talk about it. I think he just heard I didn't like it and let me go. Ai Yan pouted and complained angrily.

"Those don't matter, this one is the most important. I don't know who shot it with first-class technology. Saying that, Han Muyou pulled out Ye Tingliao's hand and clasped the back of Ai Yan's head, and his eyes scanned the photos of the first class of classmates fiercely.

Well, she admitted, this one is really good.

At this time, Zhang Chun stood up and shouted loudly in displeasure: "Han Muyou Ai Yan, what are you doing?" Always speaking in class affects the students' learning. ”

The two looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and sat back down. Ye Tingliao has never paid attention to such boring things. But today it was unusual, his voice was already good, and he didn't control the volume. "Han Muyou, send me the photo."

So, the classmates saw Han Muyou turn his head openly, take out his mobile phone unscrupulously, and send the photo to Ye Tingliao.

"It's too blurry, there's no HD." Ye Tingliao's scattered voice was a little dissatisfied.

"This, Ye Shen, you have to ask Li Jinyang. After all, this is all from their class. Han Muyou deliberately shouted loudly, which made Zhang Chun so angry and ashamed.

Ai Yanyan knew that Ye Tingliao did it on purpose, and touched Ye Tingliao with his elbow to signal him to stop.

"Okay." Ye Tingliao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ai Yan, and replied to Han Muyou nonchalantly. Immediately, Ye Tingliao's words were not shocking. "For the sake of my baby's face, it's enough to stop."

Ai Yan hurriedly covered his mouth, what kind of tiger and wolf words were he talking about.

"Ah......h Ai Yanyan and Ye Tingliao were relatively low-key before, and they had done an ambiguous thing at most, but they had never heard Ye Tingliao call him so intimately.

"Shut up." Ai Yan roared lowly, his face red and his ears red.

Ye Tingliao gently clutched the soft little hand on his lips, and his voice was low and hoarse, and the man asked. "Whatever the baby says, it's what it is."

"Ye Tingliao!" Ai Yan withdrew his hand and roared uncomfortably.

The students exclaimed again, such a loud voice would definitely attract the teacher on duty who was on patrol. Just when Ai Yan felt that the situation was out of control, he heard Ye Tingliao's casual and indifferent voice.

"What's it called! Isn't it necessary to study hard? Shut it all up! ”

After roaring, the classmates lowered their heads one after another, silent, and did not dare to squeak. When the teacher on duty came to check, he found that the students in Class 8 were very well-behaved and serious, and thought that the voice just now was auditory hallucination.

On Tuesday, all the results were out. Ye Tingliao was unsurprisingly at the top of the list, and Ai Yanyan did become the eighth. Two of the students in Class 8 were in the top 50 of the whole grade. One is Qin Xiaoxiao and the other is Zhu He, and Mr. Wu is naturally very happy. Ai Yan's grades not only did not decline but rose, which made the classmates envious and a little jealous at the same time.

At the end of the evening self-study class, Mr. Wu came over to inform the matter.

"Students, this semester is already halfway over. As we all know, this exam is a midterm exam, so a parent-teacher conference is required. The year group has been scheduled for this Friday, and I hope that all students will bring their parents to participate. Teacher Wu's sonorous voice remembered in the classroom.

Ai Jun was a little embarrassed, she hadn't invited her parents yet, and she had the impression that Ai Jun hadn't participated. I wasn't at this school at all when I was a freshman in high school, so I didn't need to ask my parents. This is the first parent-teacher conference, and I don't know how to open my mouth to Ai Jun.

"Teacher Wu, can I not participate?" Ai asked boldly.

Teacher Wu felt strange that Ai was not an orphan, her parents were there, and she remembered that what was written in the student file was just that her parents were divorced. "Does Xiao Ai have any difficulties?" Teacher Wu asked patiently. "Your grades are good, and your parents should be happy. Don't be afraid, just simple communication. ”

Ai Yan didn't know how to answer, so he heard Ye Tingliao emphasize casually. "Teacher, can one parent take two students?"

"This ......," Mr. Wu really didn't know how to answer.

"I'm a parent with him." Ye Tingliao hugged his chest and said lazily. "So, the teacher is fine."

"Okay." Teacher Wu shook his head helplessly. If the grades are poor, it's fine, but Ai Yan is really good, isn't it a parent-teacher meeting, it's not a big deal.

Hearing this, Ye Tingliao pulled Ai Yan down and sat in his place.

"Stopgap measure. If Uncle Ai is unwilling or doesn't have time, you can ask him to find a subordinate to come and replace him. No big deal, don't worry too much. Ye Tingliao comforted her gently.

Ai Yan nodded with a dejected expression.