"Then I'm going to say hello, I should be there, right?" Li Ye stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, but no one responded.

"It's time to go to class." Said the staff.

Li Ye nodded, "Then I'll hurry over after changing my clothes." ”

When I arrived at the classroom at dawn, it was already class. He knocked on the classroom door, and the teacher inside hurriedly beckoned him in.

Li Ye made a simple self-introduction, in fact, the students in the audience all knew who he was.

"There's a seat over there, and you're sitting there. I'll send you the textbook later, so let's read one with my tablemates first. ”

Li Ye answered, carrying his backpack and walking over.

His table mate seemed to be a girl, sleeping on the table. But it's strange to say, everyone knows that there are still people sleeping when they are going to record a show today, isn't it too blatant.

After hesitating, he gently knocked on the other party's table, after all, the other party is a girl, and it is not good to do some other things. The girl's head moved, and then she turned around slowly, looking at her sleepily, a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing?" ”

Dawn Night: "......"

Li Ye looked at the person in front of him, and the words that had just been brewing in his mouth were suddenly stuck. He really didn't expect that his wife, who was supposed to attend a lecture in the field at this time, would appear here......

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zuo Ling snorted and turned back to continue sleeping.

Dawn Night: "......"

Coming back to her senses, Li Ye patted her on the shoulder, and her tone was normal: "Classmate borrowed a book." ”

"Take it yourself." Zuo Ling's voice was muffled, as if he was really sleeping. The corners of Li Ye's mouth twitched, and finally helplessly reached out and pulled out a book that Zuo Ling had pillowed underneath.

"It's class, don't sleep."

After a pause, Li Ye seemed to think of something, and added: "It's still the Chinese class you are most afraid of." Be careful, the teacher catches you up and recites "Slow Voice". ”

He still remembered that the biggest headache for Zuo Ling at that time was not mathematics, physics and chemistry, but Chinese classes, especially these ancient poems.

According to her words at the time, she wanted to sleep as soon as she took Chinese class, and when she was reading, one head and two were older.

Thinking of this, Li Ye suddenly understood the meaning of this show. Before the start, the director team said that everyone should find the feeling of being seventeen years old. Suddenly, it was as if I was really seventeen years old again.

Zuo Ling seemed to be annoyed by his nagging, frowned and sat up straight and leaned back, the impatience between the whole person's eyebrows and eyes was very similar to that of a seventeen-year-old Zuo Ling.

In one class, Li Ye's attention was not on the textbook, and his eyes kept falling on the person next to him. When class was about to end, Zuo Ling was annoyed by him, closed the language book between the two, and glared at him: "Look at it, look at it, I haven't seen the little fairy, right?" ”

"Yes." Li Ye nodded, and did not forget to add: "It's the first time I've seen such a good-looking little fairy as you." "The attitude is very sincere and the tone is very serious.

Zuo Ling: "......" took the wrong medicine.

"Big brother, be sober, you didn't talk to me like that when you were seventeen."

Li Ye deliberately asked, "How did you speak?" ”

Zuo Ling cut off, propped one hand on the table, and looked at him sideways: "You will say, 'Who looks at you ugly thing'." That's what you're saying about growing up. ”

Li Ye raised his eyebrows: "Really?" ”

"Or else? I never heard you compliment me so much when I was seventeen, after all, a dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth. ”

After Zuo Ling finished speaking, he smiled, with a provocation in his smile.

Li Ye was in a trance, and then smiled: "Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?" I don't seem to have much of your compliment on me in my memory, it's all trash talk. ”

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