Chapter 5 Encountering the Little Milk Dog 5
"By the way, what's your name??" Han was also walking in front of him, suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked towards Yu Wanwan.
Yu Wanwan didn't pay attention, and the whole person crashed directly into Han Ye's arms.
I'll go...... It hurts......
Yu Wanwan only felt that her nose was sore, and tears were almost coming down, is this guy's chest made of iron plates? ? It hit her nose and almost broke it.
She raised her head, but saw a hint of ridicule flashing in Han Ye's deep eyes, and said with a touch of disdain in her voice: "Huh...... Throw yourself into a hug?? ”
Yu Wanwan couldn't help but roll her eyes, this guy was like two people when he was at the door of the subway station just now.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in children." Yu Wanwan rubbed her nose and said to him seriously.
Han Ye was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "That's right, I'm not interested in old women." ”
“……”
You're an old woman!!
Yu Wanwan raised her head and glared at Han Ye vigorously, her eyes sharp and fierce.
Han Ye was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, this guy looked soft and weak when he first entered the door, why did he suddenly become so fierce?
"What's your name?" Han Ye squinted his eyes, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he asked her again impatiently: "I heard my parents call you late, what is late?" The bowl of the rice bowl?? ”
"My name is Yu Wanwan." Yu Wanwan took a deep breath, and while telling herself not to be like a child, she smiled at Han Ye and said, "Night's night, because I was born at night, so I call it Yu Wanwan, what about you?" Your parents call you Xiaoya, what is it? The Wild of the Beast?? ”
The curvature of Han Ye's lips stiffened, and he looked at Yu Wanwan with a strange look in his eyes for a while, before he finally spoke: "Zhihu Ye, have you seen this room full of books, if my father is put in ancient times, he will definitely be a rotten scholar full of words." ”
Yu Wanwan listened to his words, smiled at him reluctantly, then pulled out a chair casually, sat down behind the desk, looked at him and said, "Then let's start making up the class, I heard Professor Shen say that when you were divided into arts and sciences, you chose liberal arts??" ”
"Hmm." Han also answered in a low voice, pulled away another chair next to Yu Wanwan, and sat in.
"So when you take the college entrance examination next year, do you take the test in addition to the number of languages and add history and politics??"
"Hmm."
"What about you...... Which one is weaker? Let's start with the one that we will learn first. Yu Wanwan thought about it and asked Han Ye.
"Weaker??" Han also raised his eyebrows at her and said, "What do you mean to be relatively weak, I am very balanced in each subject, okay?" ”
"Uh...... Equilibrium means...... All good?? Yu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, thinking that what his father said just now might be an exaggeration, maybe the boy's grades were not so bad, Han didn't hurry and said, "No, the balance is just as bad." ”
His voice paused, and he continued with a full smug tone in his tone: "The kind of balance that each one fails to pass. ”
Yu Wanwan pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at him with a face full of indifference, looking like Lao Tzu is not getting good grades, what can you do with me, he took a deep breath and smiled at him: "Then anyway, now that the third year of high school has just started, can you tell me the results of your final exam at the end of the second semester of the second semester of the second year of high school last year??" ”