Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 102 Dare to block him

Cheng Xiaocheng had long disliked Midsummer Night, but this time she saw that she and Jiang Ye were still sitting next to each other, so she specially changed her seat to keep an eye on her and not allow her to cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, she still hurt Jiang Ye right under her nose!

Anger surged through Cheng Xiaocheng's body in an instant, and she rushed towards Shengxia Ye with bared teeth and claws. Jiang Ye whispered "stop" in her ears, but she didn't hear it clearly. She just wanted to scratch Hua Shengxia Ye's face too, so that she could do it too.

Have a taste of Jiangye.

Unexpectedly, before she could even touch an inch of Shengxia Ye's skin, she would easily grab her wrist and throw her away.

"Fight me, and you will continue to practice for another hundred years." Midsummer Ye's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, and she glanced at the embarrassed Cheng Xiaocheng on the ground indifferently, then looked back at Jiang Ye.

He looked at her without saying anything, his eyes staring straight at her.

Forget it.

She didn't want to drink the milk tea he touched either.

"Don't take it for free. Transfer it to me for 12 yuan." She pulled out the WeChat payment code, and her gleaming white arm flashed in front of Jiang Ye's eyes, and the green QR code came into view.

He frowned slightly, loosened the corners of his pursed lips and said, "My phone's camera is broken and I can't scan the code."

"Cash." Sheng Xiaye took his phone back impatiently and patted his table.

Don't give her any deliberate ink marks.

You can rob her of food, but there is no way if you don't pay her.

Jiang Ye shook his head, unlocked his phone, and slid his skeletal fingers twice on the screen. Finally, the screen was fixed on the interface for adding friends on WeChat.

“Give me your WeChat ID and I’ll add you and forward it to you.”

Sheng Xia Ye pulled her lips, "It's really troublesome."

If she didn't want to give this guy a free meal, she wouldn't bother adding more.

"I have cash, I'll give it to you for Jiang Ye!" Cheng Xiaocheng got up from the ground and spoke hurriedly, one hand already reaching into his schoolbag to take out the money.

It's a pity that Sheng Xia Ye didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "I advise you to mind your own business."

Cheng Xiaocheng watched the two people in front of her adding each other as friends, and then when she heard the notification sound of clicking WeChat to collect money on Midsummer Night, the anger in her eyes swelled.

It swelled so much that her whole body became bigger.

This bitch!

She had just joined Jiang Ye on the pretext of collecting class fees, so why did she become friends with him so easily on Midsummer Night?

Will the two of them chat and play games together in the next step?

Those conjectures gradually expanded in his mind until they were out of control. Cheng Xiaocheng pinched the pencil in his hand, and with a click, the pen broke in the middle.

On a midsummer night, you must die a happy death!

After receiving the payment, I was content to open the music software on Midsummer Night, listen to music and take a nap.

The milk tea that Jiang Ye grabbed was left untouched on the table for a long time. The water vapor condensed on the cup slid off due to the heat, and finally a puddle of water enveloped the cup.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the girl beside him sleeping, her originally tight lip lines slightly relaxing.

There was no one around, so he opened the circle of friends on Midsummer Night.

What strikes the eye is an extremely straight line.

His face suddenly turned black.

How dare you block him?

On a midsummer night, when she was about to fall asleep, she felt a gaze staring at her, as if it was about to punch a hole in her body.

She opened her eyes, but didn't find anything unusual.

Looking slightly to one side, she saw the person in front of her schedule, Xiao Cheng, writing her name in her homework book and making crosses with a red pen. It could be said that she hated her to the point of death.

She raised the corners of her lips in a funny way, raised her hand and patted Cheng Xiaocheng on the shoulder.

Cheng Xiaocheng was frightened out of ptsd. She shrank back as if she had seen a ghost, and her other shoulder hit the hard wall. Her expression was split in pain.

"What's the matter!" She glared at Sheng Xia Ye and yelled over.

I find it very interesting on a midsummer night.

He was thrown to the ground by her just now, but now he is still scared, but he deliberately pretends to be in front of her. This Cheng Xiaocheng is really cute.

She raised her red lips and asked, "Has the test paper been corrected?"

"Why, are you scared?" Cheng Xiaocheng smiled, with a sarcastic look on his face, "Before the results are out, you still have a chance to leave in despair, so as not to show the results in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

If you announce it, you will make people laugh."

The smile on Sheng Xia Ye's lips did not diminish, and she looked directly at Cheng Xiaocheng without saying a word.

She had just stopped laughing, and her scalp felt numb when she stared at her again.

"Are you sick? Do you have eyes on me?" Cheng Xiaocheng yelled.

Sheng Xia Ye shook his head slowly, "I'm not sick, I just want to say that if I drop out of school and start a new career, I'm a little interested and want to take you with me. How about we work together? Do something big?"

"Get out!"

Cheng Xiaocheng spat out with disdain, "I, Cheng Xiaocheng, have been so down in my life that I can only drink the northwest wind. I pray to God and kneel down, and I won't rely on you for help on a midsummer night!"

Once she leaves Shenggao, it will be difficult to see her again for the rest of her life.

Even if one day the status of the two of them is in the sky and on the earth, the person who is higher than the one in the clouds must be himself. Cheng Xiaocheng looks down on this bumpkin like Shengxia Ye from the bottom of his heart.

Even if you climb a golden branch, you will not become a canary.

A native chicken can never become a phoenix.

Midsummer Eve was too lazy to tease Cheng Xiaocheng any more. Just as he was about to close his eyes, suddenly from far away in the corridor, a student's exclamation came faintly: "It's out! The results are out!"

Xiao Xiaoxiao just came out of the teacher's office and rushed to tell the good news.

Every classroom he passed was boiling with excitement.

"It's coming, it's finally coming!"

The students in the front row also took out the printed banner, which had neatly printed in bold letters the sentence "Keep away the summer night, you and I will build a beautiful campus together".

The two classmates walked up to the podium and opened it in a swaggering manner, causing a burst of laughter.

On a midsummer night, I sat leaning against the wall, squinting my eyes to look at the banner. After a moment, I said: "The font can be more playful, so as to express your excitement more appropriately."

"Pretend!" someone commented.

"When a person is about to die, his words are also good, hahaha."

The earphones ran out of power on a midsummer night, so I put them back into the charging box.

It was also at this moment that the sound of Director Fang clearing his throat came from the radio. Everyone waited with bated breath. The most exciting moment had finally arrived!

After coughing twice, he stopped again.

The classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was afraid of missing a word, waiting for the "blessing" of the midsummer night.

"knock--"

On a midsummer night, I slowly closed the earphone charging box, and a crisp sound made the whole class dissatisfied.

"Can you be quiet? You won't be able to hear the news from the director later."

On a midsummer night, I took out half a bag of melon seeds from the drawer. I don't know who had finished the remaining melon seeds. He frowned in disgust at first, then raised the bag to his nose and smelled it. It should be fine.

"Hey!" There was another crisp sound.

Someone slammed the table angrily, "Who in the back can stop making any noise? Get out if you make any more noise!"

"Yeah, be more conscious!"

Sheng Xia Ye suddenly chuckled and said loudly: "Why are you more nervous than me, the client?"

A sharp sound came from the radio again, and then Director Fang said: "Hello, students, I received an anonymous report from a classmate... Some of our 20th grade students have plagiarism."

(End of chapter)