Chapter 89: A little arrogant

"You dead girl, you can talk!"

The woman was about to tear Jia Xiaojia's mouth, causing Jia Xiaojia to bury her face on the woman's chest one by one, and the two mountains inside the big V-neck red sweater rolled back and forth.

Jia Xiaojia and the woman quarreled, and after a while, the clothes were messy, and the security guard who stood straight and grim on the side of the road had a different sense of sight, and the woman's slightly plump body compared with Jia Xiaojia's newly developed figure, and set off her temperament and the precipitation of her youth, and the gorgeous made people's mouths dry.

But Han Yi had just admired it a few times, and then he felt the fire-like gaze next to him fall on him, Han Yi now has the sensitivity of a cat, and when the gaze next to him fell on him, he felt it, and looked at it quietly, it was a little girl named Fang Zhou, at this time, seeing Han Yi looking at her mother and Sister Xiao Jia with squinting eyes, naturally her face was not good.

Han Yi was embarrassed for a moment, so he took the initiative to resolve the pretended cough and said, "This eldest sister, do you think we can go in?"

The beautiful woman and Jia Xiaojia reacted that there was a little boy next to her, she glared at the mischievous Jia Xiaojia, and said to Han Yi: "Don't call me sister, otherwise these two girls will react after a while, you will take advantage of them, and you will have to make it impossible for you to attend the training class." My name is Zhou Yi, you can call me Aunt Zhou. ”

In the end, she knew that her daughter was like her mother, Zhou Yi understood in her head that the object of Jia Xiaojia's prank should be Han Yi, if she added her own daughter, she was really afraid that Han Yi would not be able to cope with it, so as soon as Han Yi said the wrong thing, she gave the two little girls preventive shots in advance.

In front of Han Yi, she put her hand into the red sweater to sort out the underwear that was run away by Jia Xiaojia, and she didn't take Han Yi into the category of adults, and a child who looked as big as her girl didn't care so much about idleness.

"That's it, you call your godmother sister, wouldn't that become our two uncles?" Jia Xiaojia only looked at the boy who called the school office at this time, feeling about the same age as her, wearing an ordinary dress, I couldn't tell what brand it was, the person looked even more ordinary, but I felt very quiet, my eyes were very soft, I should be an elm head, I didn't know how to report to Teacher Yuheng's class, Jia Xiaojia swept his eyes and defined Han Yi.

Fang Zhou next to him also let out a cold snort at Han Yi, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, you two ghost elves, Xiao Jia quickly take us in to sign up, otherwise it will be too late for class later. Zhou Yi sorted out his clothes, took the hands of the two little girls left and right, and walked into the community.

"Come on," Zhou Yi said to this Han Yi.

Han Yi nodded, followed behind the three of them, went to the gate to register, and after reporting their names, the doorman let a few people in.

After passing the gate post again, Jia Xiaojia came to Han Yi's side, her big eyes flashed, as if she had found something, and asked Han Yi: "Your name is Han Yi?"

Han Yi was puzzled, but also nodded.

"You're from West County?"

"Oh," Han Yi was surprised, did this person know that he was on a mission to protect her, "How do you know?"

"It's really you nasty ghost!" Who knew that Jia Xiaojia snorted coldly, left Han Yi's side, and ran over to hold Fang Zhou's hand.

It aroused the interest of Fang Zhou's mother and daughter, and Fang Zhou's novel asked Jia Xiaojia: "Xiao Jia, do you know this person?"

"I didn't know each other before, but now I do!" Jia Xiaojia said nonchalantly: "My big witch wants to open a photography exhibition, a while ago I went to a remote mountainous area to sketch, took a group of photos and came back, baby that, told me to accidentally delete one, just yelled at me, and then I secretly deleted it for her, telling her that she couldn't hold a photography exhibition! As a result, she complained to the old witch, hum, stopped my card! I hate it to death!"

"Look at this person, elm has the same head, wearing a pair of torn clothes, and there are two iron bumps in his hands, his brain is not normal at first glance, my sister took a set of photos of him, can he still do a photography exhibition?" Jia Xiaojia muttered to Fang Zhou quietly, although the voice was very small, Han Yi could also hear it clearly, Fang Zhou also turned his head from time to time and secretly glanced at Han Yi, and after a few glances, he seemed to be sure of something, and nodded with Jia Xiaojia.

Han Yi pruned his ears behind him, playing with the two iron galls, and when he heard Jia Xiaojia belittle him, he was not in a hurry or angry, just like a breeze blowing on his face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly and slowly.

It was Zhou Yi, who couldn't listen to the strange brains of the two girls on the side, glanced at Han Yi, gave the two of them a slap, and made the two of them stop.

When he arrived at the office building, Jia Xiaojia led Zhou Yi and Han Yi to sign up, the secretary soldier Xiao Chen had already done everything, Han Yi just came over with the documents to confirm, it was not troublesome, Zhou Yi Fang Zhou was also fast, and the card transfer was solved in a few minutes.

Fang Zhou was one year younger than Han Yi and Jia Xiaojia, and the cram school he attended was not a class, Zhou Yi sent Fang Zhou to the class, gave a few words, and left with Fang Zhou's impatient look.

Han Yi followed Jia Xiaojia into the class, and a group of people surrounded Jia Xiaojia to talk about making trouble, but he found a free seat, or leaned against the window, he was used to it, and he always looked out the window when he was distracted in class.

At nine o'clock, Han Yi, the teacher of the training class, Jiang Yuheng entered the class.

Jiang Yuheng has gray hair, wears a pair of gold-wire glasses, has a plaid shirt on his upper body, suspenders on his lower body, has a large belly, forming a semicircle in front of him, he is very fat, his face is ruddy, and others come in with the roster in his hand, sit in front of the desk, and start roll call.

It's a small class, just over a dozen people.

Jiang Yuheng quickly finished clicking his name, and began to talk about the final grades of last semester, talking about the advantages and disadvantages.

Han Yi found that when it came to grades, Jia Xiaojia's head was suddenly buried like an ostrich, and he stared at the desk with his head pinched, as if there were ants on it, Han Yi sat next to her, and suddenly laughed softly when he looked at this, of course, he controlled it very well, but Jia Xiaojia heard it, turned his head to Han Yi, and glared at him.

"The highest score in our training class is more than 100 points, and you can raise more than 10 points in the upper range, a full score is rare, and it is not impossible, the lowest score is... I'll take a look at ······."

Jiang Yuheng seemed to have forgotten his name, so he picked up the roster and looked for it, Han Yi noticed that at this time, Jia Xiaojia's head hung lower, and he was about to plunge into the desk.

"Oh, it's called Han Yi, this classmate has only scored more than 70 points in the exam, and he just passed, and the room for improvement is the largest. ”

At this time, Jia Xiaojia raised his head suddenly, his face was incredible, there was someone who was worse than the old lady's grades, the sky, the earth, Guanyin Bodhisattva actually sent someone to save me?

Han Yi ······

Isn't it just the nasty guy sitting next to me?

Hmph, Mu Na's head thought that he was so good at studying, he didn't even take the exam for Miss Ben, Jia Xiaojia looked at Han Yi proudly, proudly lifting her chin, like a white swan leading the neck and singing, like the strongest king facing a primary school student, majestic.