I am a Good Man

The Yang family also just wanted her to return to the Yang family and leave Chen Xue.

It didn't matter to her, she had no family for a long time, she was just moving from one place to another.

"Then you're still chasing after Senior Ji? It's obviously impossible, okay? We're going to break up sooner or later, so why waste your energy?" Shen Yi continued to flip through the book and came up with this sentence.

Suddenly, this woke up Yang Ying. After a while, she said again, "Isn't there still more than two years?"

"Then we have to separate."

"I didn't think that far ahead." Yang Ying pursed her lips and scribbled on the book with a pen. Only when get out of class was over did she realize that Ji Yang's name was all written densely.

During the exam, you have to take the class.

Half of the first year of high school will go to the second year of high school, and the other half of the second year of high school will come to take the first year of high school exam. When Yang Ying saw the exchange class posted above, her eyes suddenly shrank.

She looked down quickly and almost laughed out loud.

Class 1, Grade 2, Yang Ying——Ji Yang.

God help her, okay?

The day before, Shen Yi saw Yang Ying smiling and giggling while looking at the textbook. She was extremely helpless.

Some people are afraid that they have been poisoned by a poison called "Ji Yang".

And, it’s not shallow.

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When changing seats in the front, Yang Ying still packed her pen and paper in a very serious manner.

She tied her hair into a ponytail today, revealing her small face. She looked cute, even lively.

When he entered the first class of the second grade of high school, he sat down next to Ji Yang very skillfully and put down his stationery bag.

She tilted her head and looked at him, trying to see the expression on his face.

However, this certain person was always cold and ruthless. He looked in front of him and saw a pen on the table, turning a blind eye to her.

"A little luck before the exam." She took out a bubble gum and placed it in front of him, "This is for you."

"Take it away!" Ji Yang glanced at the pink wrapping paper on the table and frowned, his expression as cold as ice.

"You don't like bubble gum?" Yang Ying tilted her head and placed another candy in front of him, "What about this one?"

"Take it away!"

"I bought these specially for you. They come in all flavors." She took out two more from under the table.

One is lychee flavor and the other is orange flavor.

Ji Yang didn't take a second look.

"Okay, students, be quiet. Now we start handing out test papers. Which side is the sophomore year?"

"Where's the first year of high school?"

…

Two invigilators came in, lifted the sealed test paper on the stage, put it down, and then cut it open with a knife.

Chapter 405 The Academically Dominant God (8)

The first subject is Chinese.

After handing out the test papers, the invigilator wrote two times on the blackboard, "Our exam time is one hundred and fifty minutes. When the bell rings, start answering questions."

Yang Ying was not good at other subjects, but she was good at Chinese and English. She looked around at the test paper, and the essay was about material analysis.

The topic was very simple, a fable story, the title was self-made, and she already knew the center of it after just a few glances.

"Ring, ring, ring." The bell rang.

The students lowered their heads and began to answer. Sparse voices came out. Yang Ying was still reading the test paper. She looked at it and then turned to look at Ji Yang beside her.

The other party folded the test paper in half and placed the answer sheet on one side. His eyes fell on the test paper, focused and serious.

His appearance is undoubtedly the most charming.

But a few minutes later, he had already chosen the answer to the first question and moved on to the next material.

Yang Ying didn't know how long she had been staring at the person, but Ji Yang noticed her gaze and turned his head to look over. Their eyes met.

One has arched eyebrows and eyes, as passionate as fire, while the other has an expressionless face, as cold as ice.

Ji Yang looked away and continued to work on the questions without paying any attention.

At the important moment, Yang Ying did not dare to act recklessly. She could still distinguish what was important and what was minor.

Ji Yang is number one every time, but don't let her influence you.

Everyone was doing the questions, and she was too embarrassed to just sit there, holding a pen and lowering her head to answer the questions.

Everyone is focused and serious.

Just as Yang Ying was about to start writing, Ji Yang had already put down his pen. She looked over and saw that his answer sheet was already densely packed with words.

The composition is eight hundred words, no more and no less.

His handwriting is very beautiful, with smooth and powerful strokes in regular script.

Yang Ying raised her head and saw an invigilator in front and another invigilator behind. The two of them were very interesting. They both hugged their chests, lowered their heads, and closed their eyes out of boredom.

The male teacher in front went even further and actually snored.

"Senior, have you finished writing?" Yang Ying lowered her voice and looked at Ji Yang, looking at him with admiration. She looked happier than if she had finished writing.

Ji Yang closed his pen and still ignored her.

"Don't seniors deserve to be treated like humans?" Yang Ying pursed her lips, looking at his indifferent expression, she suddenly stretched out her hand and poked his arm.

Ji Yang seemed not to expect it, he frowned and looked at her unhappy.

"Just asking, is it so difficult to answer?" Yang Ying was not willing to be outdone and looked at him, "I just asked, to care about you."

"No need." His low voice sounded.

Yang Ying's cheeks were bulging. She was so angry with him that she poured cold water down one basin after another. Ji Yang didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

There was no emotion in that look, and he didn't even bother to deal with her.

Yang Ying held the pen tightly and saw Ji Yang put his hand on his lap and supported his chin with the other hand.

Looking at those slender hands, his fingers are beautiful, with clear joints, and the nails are neatly trimmed and very clean.

She didn't know which tendon was wrong, so she reached out and reached for Ji Yang's hand.

However, before she could catch her, her hand was already grabbed by someone. He looked at her with cold eyes, sharp as a blade, and he was a little angry.

Yang Ying felt guilty and twisted twice to free her hand. When she didn't, Ji Yang held on tighter and tighter.

pain.

That really hurt a little.

Her face scrunched together.