"Bell...... Bell ......"

The bell rang slowly, and the students entered the classroom one after another.

However, the discussion continued in a low voice.

Yang Ye sat in the back row, looking down at the book, and seemed to be unaware of the complicated gazes that looked at him around him.

After a while, Bai Jinxun walked in with a smile on his face with a textbook in hand.

"Yang Ye, it's good, it's not a student taught by the old man, hahaha......"

The old master did not hide the joy in his heart at all, and as soon as he entered the classroom, he praised Yang Ye greatly, and looked at Yang Ye with a pair of fine eyes, shining brightly.

Because of Yang Ye's outstanding performance, he has just received many awards and has been personally praised by the vice president.

His educational career, today, is finally dazzling, and his name of Bai Jinxun will also leave a glorious memory on the merit pavilion of the college.

All this is due to Yang Ye.

So he looked at Yang Ye now, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this kid was pleasing to the eye.

"This kid looks exactly like the old man's grandson. ”

Looking at Yang Ye's pleasing appearance, thinking of the kind expression of the vice president just now, he directly forgot the appearance of his grandson.

"Sir, it's time for class. ”

Tang Xinyu saw that he had been standing there, looking at Yang Ye in the back row in a daze, his old face was full of smiles, and he seemed to have forgotten the lecture, so he had to remind.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's time for class. ”

When Bai Jinxun heard this, he immediately reacted.

He paused, glanced at the girl next to Tang Xinyu, and said gently: "Classmate Zhang Ting, please change positions with Yang Ye, he is now a scribe, and he needs to go to the podium at any time to help you explain your learning experience." ”

The girl named Zhang Ting was stunned when she heard this, muttered a few times in her stomach, and had to get up and put away her schoolbag, and said respectfully: "Yes, sir." ”

"Hehe, Yang Ye, clean up quickly and come and sit in front. Get closer to the teacher, you can hear more clearly, and now that you are a scribe, you need to be more condensed, and you can't slack off. ”

Bai Jinxun beckoned to Yang Ye with a smile on his face, urging him to sit in front.

"Thank you, sir. ”

Yang Ye was amused in his heart, stood up, cleaned up casually, and then took his schoolbag and changed positions with Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting always disdained him when she saw him, and when Jin Suiliang and others bullied him, she was still gloating on the sidelines, and occasionally ridiculed Yang Ye a few words.

Now seeing that Yang Ye had snatched her position, she lowered her head and didn't even look at it, for fear that he would misunderstand her dissatisfaction.

Being able to become a scribe at such a strange speed, as long as you are not a fool, you know very well that Yang Ye's future should definitely not be underestimated.

What's more, people can now urge the magic weapon to stimulate the spirit to kill, where does she dare to be presumptuous.

Yang Ye sat down in the new seat, suddenly smelled a fragrance in his nose, and in a blink of an eye, next to him on the right, sat the girl named Tang Xinyu.

He had always been grateful to this girl, and on the first day he crossed over, she had secretly helped him, although it had no effect.

Although this girl seems cold, she actually has a good heart, and she knows from memory that she has not helped him more than once.

In the past, when Jin Suiliang and others bullied this body, as long as she saw it, she would always stop it.

As the class leader, she has a good family background, but she has never despised and ridiculed Yang Ye, and treats all the students in the class equally.

Thinking about the past, Yang Ye's affection for the girls around him gradually increased.

"Sir is lecturing, where are you looking?"

Just as Yang Ye was looking at her and secretly grateful, he saw the girl turn her cheeks, glance at him, and scolded in a low voice.

"Oh. ”

When Yang Ye heard this, he smiled awkwardly and quickly turned his head.

Tang Xinyu glanced at him lightly, and her eyes turned to the blackboard.

"She helped me, and I can't owe her affection, since she hasn't realized the tone yet, then I'll help her. ”

Listening to Bai Jinxun's lecture in his ears, Yang Ye's heart secretly thought.

After class, many students left the classroom, and Yang Ye sat in his position, thinking about the appropriate reward.

"Yang Ye, you get up, I'm going out. ”

Because they were sitting against the wall, the two of them were close together, and the position behind them was not very large, so if Tang Xinyu wanted to go out, she would have to squeeze through Yang Ye's back.

It turned out that Zhang Ting was sitting here, and it was nothing for her to squeeze over, but now that she was a boy, she naturally didn't dare to do that again.

"Oh, what are you going out for?

Yang Ye was eliminating classic poems one after another in his heart, and when he heard her words, he didn't think much about it, and asked casually.

When Tang Xinyu heard this, her expression suddenly froze, and she said in shame: "You ......"

Yang Ye turned his head and glanced at her, then finally reacted, quickly stood up, and said, "I'm sorry squad leader, I'm thinking about things, I'll talk about it." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted his mouth lightly, giving way to the position.

"Hmph!" Tang Xinyu snorted, glared at him, and walked out of the classroom angrily.

"Hey, just sitting together, it left a bad impression......"

Yang Ye looked at the slender back, sighed, and shook his head.

"By the way, if you want to give her a piece of work anyway, let's write a poem that makes her happy. But what kind of poems should I write?"

Yang Ye frowned and meditated.

"Girls love beauty and they love to hear other compliments, and if I compliment her on how good she looks, she will be very happy...... By the way, I'll write this one!"

After a moment of silence, his mind suddenly moved, and suddenly he became enlightened.

The bell for class rang soon.

When Tang Xinyu came back, Yang Ye hurriedly stood up honestly and gave way to his position.

Tang Xinyu snorted, ignored him, but glanced at the students in the class, and said, "This class is a self-study class, everyone read quietly, don't make noise." ”

With that, Fang walked in and sat down.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Yang Ye.

Yang Ye smiled helplessly, sat down, took out a piece of paper, picked up the brush, and began to write poems.

"Yang Ye, what are you doing? Let you read, didn't you hear?"

Tang Xinyu thought he was scribbling, so she frowned and reprimanded in a low voice.

Yang Ye glanced at her, smiled slightly, but didn't stop, took a deep breath, the wolf flew, and the poem was done in one go.

Immediately, he blew dry the ink, carefully folded the paper, put it on Tang Xinyu's desk, and said, "This is for you." ”

"...... you" Tang Xinyu glared at him, a little annoyed, but a trace of panic suddenly rose in his heart: "You just sat down and passed the note, do you know that this is the time for class?"

She thought that Yang Ye had written some nonsense to show her, so she behaved extremely righteously, and her voice was loud.

The whole class glanced at the two of them, muttering secretly in their hearts, but they didn't dare to discuss.

When Yang Ye heard this, she knew that she had misunderstood, and hurriedly said, "Squad leader, this is something I gave you, you can open it and read it." ”

"Cut, who's going to ask you to scribble a few words. If you have anything to say, you can't pass the note during class time, you can take it back quickly, or I will punish you. ”

Tang Xinyu turned over her hand and took out the ring ruler and said mercilessly.

Yang Ye was helpless, paused, and said a few words, so he had to take the piece of paper back.

Tang Xinyu snorted, put away the ring ruler, ignored him, stood up, and began to inspect the other students in the classroom.

Yang Ye smiled bitterly, didn't think about it anymore, lowered his head, and began to read the book with peace of mind.

A lesson, in the blink of an eye.

When the bell rang for the end of school, the students excitedly picked up their schoolbags and walked out of the classroom one after another.

Yang Ye finished packing up his things, casually stuffed the piece of paper into Tang Xinyu's schoolbag, and said, "Take a look, if you don't like it, it's not too late to throw it away." ”

After that, he stopped being verbose and walked straight out of the classroom.

"Hey! Yang Ye......"

Tang Xinyu hurriedly took out the piece of paper, stood up and wanted to return it to him, but saw that he had already left the classroom and left in a hurry.

"This ......"

Looking at the paper in her hand, she stomped her feet, a little annoyed, and said secretly: I really don't know what this kid wrote in it, so I don't want to read it.

Her figure and appearance are among the best in the entire college, and as the school flower of the seminary, she usually writes a lot of love letters to her students, and she can receive them almost every day.

So she is very shy about what Yang Que gave her.

In the same class, and sitting together, if Yang Ye really wrote those words that disgusted her, then how would they get along in the future.

Her attitude towards him will definitely change.

"What should I do?

After thinking about it, she felt a little curious, this kid understood the tone of literature in just one day and became a scribe, this speed is too demonic.

"Hmph, I don't know how this kid writes, is it the same as others, makes me want to vomit?"

The more Tang Xinyu thought about it, the more curious she became, she glanced at the classroom vigilantly, and it was already empty except for her.

"Forget it, just look at it and throw it away, when he asked, I said I didn't look at it, so that the two of them will not be embarrassed to sit together in the future. Well, that's all. ”

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to open the paper in her hand and read it carefully.

However, at this moment, the words on the paper suddenly trembled, and the light burst out!

Those scribbled little words seemed to come to life, twisting and swinging one by one, extremely excited.

They emitted a dazzling glow that merged into a river that instantly drilled into her mind.

"Boom!"

There was a "buzz" in her head, and her eyebrows suddenly lit up, and she realized the tone of writing!

However, it didn't stop.

Immediately afterwards, the light was shining brightly, the literary spirit was surging, and in the middle of her forehead, a huge word "Wen" suddenly appeared......

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