Monday, April 9, 4250, 7:20 a.m., Building 10, Zhuzhi District.

Ye Qingyang, wearing a set of school uniforms with starry sky patterns, walked out of the house with a smile on his face, and knocked on the door of the opposite room as he always did.

This time it was a middle-aged woman with a charitable face who opened the door, and as soon as she saw that it was Ye Qingyang, she smiled and said, "Xiaoyang, have you had breakfast?"

"Good morning Aunt Lu, I just finished eating, did you force it?"

Ye Qingyang glanced inside, saw a shiny bald head on the dining table, hurriedly stuffed steamed buns into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, his expression anxious, and his chopsticks in both hands were not willing to be weak and sent the white porridge to his mouth.

"He, he's getting up late again today, it's really uneasy, if he can be as diligent as you, I don't know how much I can worry. Aunt Lu turned her head, glanced at Chen Ziqiang, and scolded with a smile.

Ye Qingyang smiled dumbly and said, "It's okay, he is quite diligent in the academy, don't worry, Ziqiang will let you worry." ”

Aunt Lu said with emotion when she heard this: "Xiaoyang, you will help him say good things, alas, Ziqiang can have a good friend like you, it is really his blessing." ”

"Where is it my blessing to have a friend like him. Ye Qingyang said with a straight face.

Aunt Lu couldn't help but smile, and was about to say something, when Chen Ziqiang walked out of the door with an egg in his hand, he pouted and said, "Mom, you know about me all day long, is your son and me so lazy? It's just that this guy Qingyang is too diligent, so it seems that I am lazy." ”

Aunt Lu nodded and chuckled, "Yes, yes, but Xiaoyang is indeed better than you." ”

"This is true, Qingyang has indeed suffered a lot more than me. Chen Ziqiang put his right arm on Ye Qingyang's shoulder, and did not refute, and immediately cheered and said, "Let's go, Mom, let's go to school." ”

"Go, go, be careful on the road. Aunt Lu habitually smiled and admonished.

Chen Ziqiang waved his hand back a little impatiently, and said while carrying Ye Qingyang forward: "Got it, Mom, you are really verbose." ”

Aunt Lu shook her head and chuckled, but Ye Qingyang turned her head and said loudly with a smile: "Aunt Lu, Xiaoxue is bothering you again today." ”

"Xiaoyang, you can rest assured. ”

......

The two came to the bus stop to wait for the bus, Chen Ziqiang suddenly patted his head, remembering the city-wide planting competition that Ye Qingyang went to participate in yesterday, he bumped Ye Qingyang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "By the way, how was the situation of yesterday's competition, it shouldn't be difficult for you pervert, right?"

Ye Qingyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth flashed a trace of unnaturalness, but he hid it well and said lightly: "It's okay, but you may not know that even the soul breeding class has come to participate in this competition, and my chances of winning are not great." ”

Chen Ziqiang was stunned, obviously a little surprised by the participation in the soul breeding class, but immediately, he grinned and said: "What about the soul breeding class, Qingyang, you are so perverted, I believe you will do it." ”

Ye Qingyang heard this, and there was a faint melancholy in his clear eyes, and he was a little depressed in his heart.

As soon as he thought that he had been plotted and was directly disqualified, his heart was like a stone stuck there, sad, depressed, and very uncomfortable.

And there is also that unknown punishment, it will be time for the results to be announced, if his punishment is read out in front of everyone, he really doesn't know how amazing the uproar will be, probably by then Qianfu will be considered less.

Ye Qingyang is also a celebrity in the school, but at this time, fame is like oil in the fire, which can directly push things to the worst, he believes that this cheating will be magnified into an unpardonable crime, and it may take a long time to cross the street rat.

Ye Qingyang looked at Chen Ziqiang's encouraging eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still buried the cheating in his heart, he put his hand on Chen Ziqiang's shoulder, raised his head slightly, and the sun sparkled in his eyes.

His pupils contracted, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he said a little meaningfully: "To be honest, I'm not sure, but Ziqiang, with you giving me confidence, I have a lot of courage." ”

Chen Ziqiang naturally couldn't hear the other meaning of Ye Qingyang's words, but this did not affect his confidence in Ye Qingyang, Chen Ziqiang patted his chest hard, and said categorically: "Just kidding, with me supporting you, you will definitely do it." ”

After that, the two subconsciously turned their heads, their eyes touched, and then, they smiled, and then laughed as if no one was around, and the eyes of the crowd next to them instantly converged on the two.

In just an instant, the crowd was frightened by this sudden laughter and moved away a few steps away, looking disgusted, and secretly scolding in their hearts: What is the name of the ghost this early in the morning, fool!

......

At half past eight o'clock, there was the sound of reading in each classroom, and it was the morning reading time, when the college's radio loudspeaker sounded at the right time:

"All classes, please be quiet, now I announce a notice, please all classes in an orderly line to the college playground to gather, we are going to have a conference, this is about the city's results of the planting competition announcement conference, presided over by the medicine Xinglou in person, please pay attention to discipline ......"

The sound of the loudspeaker slowly surrounded the academy, and it was still very clear in the hustle and bustle of reading.

Ye Qingyang slowly closed the book, knowing that this was a notice of punishment, but his eyes were no longer sad or happy, he just sighed in his heart and muttered to himself: "Finally, at this moment, the storm will rise, and you can't hide from what you should have come." ”

Although he was still angry at being plotted, but the bitter state of mind in the face of punishment had already been smoothed out by him, he knew that there was no other way than to face it indifferently, Sun Zhi's plot made him ruined, but it couldn't make him depressed, Ye Qingyang was not an ordinary teenager after all.

When queuing, some of the classmates always asked Ye Qingyang how the competition was, the aura of the top student was still so curious, Ye Qingyang's face did not change, and that smile was still as gentle as sunshine, just like what he said to Chen Ziqiang in the morning.

The strength of the soul breeding class, although it is a well-known horror, but Ye Qingyang's strength has never been contested in the literature class, and everyone naturally has some confidence in Ye Qingyang, even if he really can't get the first place this time, but there is always a place for the first few people, so everyone also encouraged Ye Qingyang congratulatorily.

"Qingyang Xueba, if others run into the soul cultivation class, I undoubtedly feel that there is no chance at all, but you are different, I believe you can definitely get a good ranking. ”

"Qingyang Xueba, I am most convinced of you, what about the soul breeding class, you are the pride of our literature class, there must be no problem. ”

"Qingyang Xueba, don't just grow the prestige of others, destroy your own ambition, you are also very strong, this time the soul breeding class came to participate in the competition, let them see that our literature class is not vegetarian. ”

No one knows, in fact, every sentence of encouragement from the bottom of the heart is like sprinkling a handful of spicy salt on the wound in Ye Qingyang's heart, and each syllable turns into a knife of words, extremely sharp, inadvertently, in the heart of the most injured part, the chest is faintly painful, but there is nothing to be done.

Yes, I don't think I'll be much weaker if I really do it fairly, but it's not fair!

I was deprived of the opportunity to collide, it was too deceitful, but what could I do!

At this moment, Ye Qingyang's strong psychological endurance was finally best reflected, and his heart was unconsciously passed through thousands of knives by everyone, but he was talking and laughing on his lips, as if nothing had happened to him.

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On the other side, Wang Tiantian sat quietly on the seat of the classroom, she didn't go to line up to gather, the teacher because of her prominent status, of course, she would not force anything, she held a textbook in her hand, but since she heard the notice, her eyes were a little blurred, her pupils were focused, and she didn't know what to think.

Suddenly, the ring on Wang Tiantian's hand flashed, and a thick ancient book appeared on the table, which was "A Brief History of Soul Hunting", but this was obviously not Ye Qingyang's book, this book was not yellowed and old in appearance, and at a glance it was clear that the texture of the paper was better and very resistant to preservation.

I saw that Wang Tiantian gently stroked the book cover, and then slowly turned the first page, and the familiar sentences came into view as before, as if the young man appeared in front of him again.

Wang Tiantian looked at the handwriting on it blankly, her eyes were slightly red, her mood was gloomy, and she murmured softly: "Brother Baishi, maybe in this world, there is really no one like you anymore." ”

She still can't forget the white-clothed figure in her childhood like the refreshing wind in summer and the warm light in winter, but this person who amazed her time, but the world can't tolerate him.

Unconsciously, the things that Wang Tiantian pinned on Ye Qingyang gradually faded, and now she was so disappointed that she didn't want to look at Ye Qingyang anymore.