He Yichen's hair is thick and the color is light, and when the sun shines like this, it shows a faint gold, soft and warm.

His eyes were dark, as quiet as a pool.

The glasses he had been wearing were held in his hands, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at her.

"Teacher He." Ye Yiyi didn't expect to see this scene, He Yichen's appearance was a little different from usual, and he didn't advance or retreat for a while.

The shame in He Yichen's eyes flashed, and he straightened the dark blue plaid horse clip he had just put on, coughed lightly, and motioned for her to come in.

Ye Yiyi stood still at his desk, lowering her head slightly.

"Drink something?" He asked.

Ye Yiyi hurriedly shook her head, "No need, Teacher He." ”

He Yichen looked at her, pursed his thin lips, hesitated for a while, and said, "Ye Yiyi, your results have barely entered the top two hundred only once before this time, isn't it?" ”

Ye Yiyi nodded, "Hmm." ”

"What do you think is the reason for this improvement?" He Yichen said slowly.

Ye Yiyi raised his head, and his tone quickened, "What if I said that it was because I turned around in front of death that I cherished my life very much, and I wanted to study hard and let myself raise my head in front of everyone in the family?" ”

She paused, took a breath, and said, "Teacher He, do you believe it?" ”

She looked into his eyes, and his eyes were dark and deep, with her little shadow in the depths.

Looking at it, she couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat, and she unconsciously took half a step back.

"Didn't the academy already determine my exam this time?" Ye Yiyi stabilized his mind and continued: "Why should the teacher ask more? ”

He Yichen looked at her for a while, and said calmly: "I believe it." ”

Ye Yiyi left He Yichen's office for a while and didn't come back to his senses.

He Yichen didn't speak loudly, his voice was soft, and when he said those two words, he inexplicably gave Ye Yiyi strength.

It was as if something had smashed directly into her heart and gave her a great shock.

Ye Yiyi thought that with her previous personality and grades, this score change would always make people think about it a little more, especially those teachers who like to look at people with old eyes.

But obviously, He Yichen is not that kind of person.

She was glad that he wasn't that kind of person.

Her mood couldn't help but brighten, and she suddenly wanted to see Ye Xinlan's expression if she knew that she was trusted by the head teacher and didn't have to retake the exam, it would be very exciting.

Before entering the art building again, Ye Yiyi sent Feng Qi a text message asking for leave, this kind of two-day row of students is impossible to walk away temporarily, and it is basically an all-night rhythm.

After sending the text message, she completely threw away the matter of going to He Nanjin's apartment.

In the afternoon, the so-called lottery session is to let all the students of all classes gather in the theater on the second floor, take random seats, and after everyone is seated, the big screen in front of the stage will combine a certain number of seat numbers.

The people who are put together will form a temporary mini-crew, each followed by the name of the script that was drawn.

Each time a combination and script is displayed on the screen, the students who have been drawn to their seats will walk up to the stage, meet each other, and the corresponding instructor will hand out the script and direct the rehearsal.

The seats were all disrupted, and the students on stage often had any class, and in this way, a dozen or so students who might be familiar or completely unfamiliar got together to form a temporary small crew.

Ye Yiyi finally saw her seat number on the screen, and she was placed in the ninth group.

When she stood up, she saw Ye Yang, who was sitting in front of her, also stood up.