It's December.

It means that another month of exams is coming.

Class 9 of the second year of high school.

The story of the grade boss sitting at the back who has recently been obsessed with learning has spread throughout the class.

And everyone saw what the boys looked like when they were studying.

It's serious, and it looks like it's learning.

Can he really read it, though?

Although Class Nine is not the best class, among more than a dozen classes, it can also be called an upper-average class, and each time it is the boys led by Han Yue who lag behind.

Right now, seeing this day with a book in his hand, everyone in the class thinks it's new, but there are also some boys who secretly mock and feel funny and contemptuous.

People who have been mixed for so long are learning now, no matter how serious they are, it is estimated that it will be like that.

And who knows if he is hot for a while, completely because he is idle and panicked?

Some people really regard him as a god, thinking that he can learn if he wants to, and if he wants to mix, he can counterattack if he is ruthless.

Funny coming.

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"Look, Han Yue looks so serious"

At the end of class, there were little girls quietly discussing. As he spoke, he looked at the back of the class.

Because the weather is getting colder, boys don't wear school uniforms so often, but the clothes are still simple and clean.

At a glance, the black coat on the rotten street, with that well-defined face, is still handsome and handsome, stunning and difficult to take your eyes off.

The way he was studying at this time was very similar to the way he usually played games. It's just that holding the pen and lowering his head in contemplation with his back straight is a little more irresistibly serious and focused than when he was playing a game.

It is like a pine and cypress facing the wind and snow in winter, sandwiched with the cold chill, but evergreen.

"It's so handsome."

"And it's even more handsome than before."

"If I had a boyfriend like this, I would wake up laughing in the middle of the night."

Because the two girls are in the first row, they are far away from Han Yue, so they speak openly, and they put on a fan face.

It's just that before the two of them finished talking, a voice slowly interjected, "This kind of thing, just think about it in your dreams, people have people they like, they are more beautiful than you, and they are better than you to study." ”

The two girls stiffened.

After being stunned for a second, he turned his head.

Outcome.

What caught my eye was the leisurely face of his homeroom teacher.

Damn.

“…… Teacher"

The two of them screamed weakly, and quickly sat up straight and lowered their heads.

Lao Xu held the teacup in his hand, and his eyes slowly fell to the back of the class.

Han Yue doesn't seem to be very normal lately.

Not only him, but also the teachers of every class, have discovered this problem.

I don't sleep in class, I don't play games anymore, I sit quietly in my position, and write what is in front of me.

Looks very wrong.

Was it because Lao Chen forcibly separated him and the little girl, and then stimulated?

Lao Xu was also curious.

Silently, he shook to the end of the class, ignoring the class that was gradually quieting down, and walked behind Han Yue by himself.

He looked at the boy who looked like a starlet.

He looked at the materials in front of him again.

Then he fixed his gaze.

It turned out to be a workbook for the math course he taught.

Lao Xu held the teacup, leaned closer, and looked at it carefully.

Su Mu looked at him, silently moved to the side, and made way for him.

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