The first class ended quickly, and Yan Hexing stepped forward to explain to the head teacher that it was good to sit there by himself, indicating that there was no need to change positions.

The head teacher looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction: "Then study hard." ”

Jiang Nianzhi saw that Yan Hexing had returned to his seat, and his crotch leaned against Yan Hexing's table: "How is it, is it okay to use the new book?" ”

Yan Hexing closed the notebook: "It's good, it's just ......" Yan Hexing's face was embarrassed, "I subconsciously marked the key points on the book." ”

Jiang Nianzhi was strange, what is this? Flip through the book: "You stroke!" Draw too! Draw it casually! ”

Anyway, she doesn't need it, and it's a waste to put it away: "I see, you don't have to get the book anymore, my ready-made one, use it casually!" ”

Jiang Nianzhi pulled Yan Hexing's sleeve as he spoke, and took him to the small corner to get the book.

When the new book was sent, Jiang Nianzhi just wrote his name on the first page with a big stroke of the pen.

At the end of the semester, there is basically no other handwriting except for the name written on it on the first day of school.

Yan Hexing looked at the neatly stacked new book, but still refused: "You can keep it, just go and get it now." ”

Jiang Nianzhi stopped him: "What? Don't like me writing my name? ”

After speaking, he pressed the ballpoint pen and quickly wrote the words "Yan He Xing" below Jiang Nianzhi.

Don't look at Jiang Nianzhi's poor learning, but the characters are written with personal characteristics, with the taste of Yan Zhenqing.

"You write pretty well."

Jiang Nianzhi smiled proudly: "That's not it!" In the future, Sister Jiang will take you to practice calligraphy! ”

Yan Hexing also stretched his smile: "Okay, there is Sister Lao Jiang." ”

He finally stopped squirming and returned to his seat with a stack of books.

After the second class, Jiang Nianzhi, who woke up from a deep sleep, looked at the stack of books with her name written on her side, slightly stunned.

Hasn't it already been taken?

Turning the first page, the three words "Jiang Nianzhi" are written neatly, with sharp strokes and very chic and happy.

Looking at unfamiliar fonts...... This is written by Yan Hexing?

The two inadvertently exchanged books, Yan Hexing took the book with the name of "Jiang Nianzhi" and took notes, and Jiang Nianzhi slept on the pillow of "Jiang Nianzhi" written by Yan Hexing.

During the recess exercise, Yan Hexing also went up and down the stairs with Jiang Nianzhi, and Yan Hexing also accompanied Jiang Nianzhi to the Tianzhi office to get the new fountain pen that Teacher Tian gave her.

Tian Zhi, as the second uncle, will give Jiang Nianzhi a good new fountain pen at the beginning of each semester as usual.

Jiang Nianzhi has little interest in anything, but he is still a little patient with writing, so Tian Zhi will also be very patient to pick out the fountain pen himself.

As a result, when he left the office, Jiang Nianzhi casually put the new fountain pen into Yan Hexing's pocket.

Many students in the class have been silently paying attention to the newcomer Yan Hexing, and seeing the two so close, they can't help but wonder if the two have known each other for a long time.

Jiang Nianzhi chewed beef jerky and asked the curious classmate: "What's your business?" ”

The classmate turned around and chewed the root of his tongue everywhere, saying that the two had really known each other for a long time, Jiang Nianzhi's family was so rich, and I heard that Yan Hexing was also a private school in the past, so it must be a relative......

When it came to school in the evening, the news that Jiang Nianzhi was Yan Hexing's cousin had been recognized as a fact by his classmates.

Meng Su rarely showed kindness to Jiang Nianzhi, and specially asked Jiang Nianzhi in the evening if she wanted to study hard, she had today's day's notes there, which she could lend to Jiang Nianzhi to see.

Jiang Nianzhi was carrying his schoolbag, looking at Yan Hexing's movements in front of him, and seeing Meng Su's abnormal behavior, he couldn't help but doubt: "Take what you want to eat yourself, there are still a bunch of unopened ones on the table." ”

After speaking, he took a few steps to the side of Yan Hexing and chatted with Yan Hexing.

Meng Su caught a glimpse of a bunch of imported snacks in Jiang Nianzhi's table, and couldn't help but be angry, it was really oil and salt that didn't enter, and his brain wasn't quite right!