Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

The instructor of Yilian left an indelible impression during his last teaching career. He himself estimated that it was a lifetime nightmare.

After completing the journey, Yao Yi curiously asked the boy next to him: "How come you are going along, are you too nervous?"

The boy next to him: "..." He is a sinner.

The people in the second two rows are all lost in thought, the picture is too beautiful to recall.

Standing in the last row, Fu Chuan suddenly regretted that he had asked to come to Yanshi to go to high school. Something seemed to be out of his control.

The front row didn't know what happened. After the military parade, Han Jiaojiao and Li Ge came to look for Zhao Qian and Yao Yi behind.

"Will you go out to play together?" Li Ge looked excited, "The holiday will start this afternoon, and classes will not start until Monday."

"Isn't there a school opening ceremony on Monday?" Yao Yi is going to speak as a freshman representative, remembering clearly.

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot. But it will end at nine o'clock at most, and then I will officially start high school life." Li Ge showed an eager expression on his face.

The four of them walked out of school, discussing what to eat together.

"Eat hot pot!" Han Jiaojiao pinched his two long braids, excited.

Yao Yi is fine, and Zhao Qian is fine, but Li Ge is a little embarrassed.

"I heard that the barbecue on the back street of Xili is very delicious."

"Then go there after eating the hot pot. Isn't the barbecue crowded at night anyway?" Han Jiao Jiao suggested.

Yao Yi touched his pocket quietly, wondering if he would have enough money to buy the book.

"Okay." Yao Yi readily agreed.

Among the four, there is a one-of-a-kind student, and the topic can't be far away from gossip. Han Jiaojiao is particularly interested in these again, and sighs constantly along the way.

"I heard that a class of Fu Chuan was recognized as a lieutenant colonel." Han Jiaojiao had a complicated expression.

Zhao Qian shrugged: "Isn't it obvious? Fu Chuan looks so good, of course you girls like it."

"Actually, I don't care about this." Han Jiaojiao twirled around. "I don't know what he chooses for the next semester. If he studies science, I... alas!"

The other three people listened to Han Jiaojiao with a long sigh inexplicably.

Han Jiaojiao looked at the blank eyes of the three of them, helplessly: "Why can't you figure it out? I must study science. If Fu Chuan also chooses science, aren't we in the same class? Where will my mind come from? Studying? Must peek at him every day!"

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows: "You know yourself well."

Yao Yi suddenly interrupted their conversation: "Why do you guys have to be in the same class? Didn't you say that generally good-looking people are hollow straw bags?"

"..." The three of them all looked at Yao Yi, who was not ugly even though it was black and small.

Li Ge coughed: "Although classmate Fu Chuan was transferred, he is in the same class, which shows that his grades are not bad."

Yao Yi follows logical thinking: "Isn't it possible to find someone to cram in?"

Li Ge shook his head: "In the past few years, you might be able to put a middle-achieving student into the best class, but now... no way. Even if you can put it in, your own strength is also strong, but the high school entrance examination did not perform well. "

"Oh." Yao is not so clear about these corners.

"I believe that Fu Chuan is so good-looking, and his grades will not be bad." Han Jiaojiao said confidently.

Zhao Qian also agreed: "He is not like a person with bad grades."

Yao Yi said that it doesn't matter, no matter how good his grades are, hers can only be hers.

While eating hot pot, Han Jiaojiao answered a call. While holding the beef rolls in the pot, she said vaguely: "Eating outside, with Yao Yi and the others. Well, I'll go back tonight, I know."

"Your family?" Zhao Qian asked after turning over a few slices of green vegetables.

"My dad." Han Jiaojiao nodded and continued to eat, "Where is Cha Gang."

Yao Yi looked up at Han Jiaojiao, but didn't speak.

After eating a hot pot meal, his stomach is basically full, but Zhao Qian doesn't move his chopsticks much, but only eats a few slices of vegetables.

"Why do you eat so little?" Li Ge was skeptical, "Don't like hot pot?"

Zhao Qian waved his hand: "I can't eat as soon as I get a meal." So he usually takes a variety of snacks with him.

The four of them stopped by to watch a movie after eating, so they could digest.

The dim environment of the cinema made Yao Yi sleepy, and finally leaned directly on the back of his chair and narrowed his eyes.

…

"Goodbye." Han Jiaojiao waved to Yao who was standing in front of the school.

The two boys sent Han Jiaojiao home again, and today it was completely over.

Eat and watch movies. Friendship is nothing more than that is established.

During the two-day break, Yao Yi was not idle, and was locked in the dormitory to write a representative speech.

During the period, the grade director also called to ask how the writing was going.

"Teacher, I don't know how to write." Yao Yi was embarrassed for a while and decided to tell the truth.

"That's it..." The grade director pondered for a moment, "Why don't you search for model essays on the Internet and write them by yourself?"

"Oh." Yao Yi defaulted to be able to extract directly from the Internet.

The grade director didn't think too much, anyway, speaking is just going through the scene. The significance of Yao Yi, the provincial champion standing on stage, is greater than the content of her speech.

Just as Yao Yi put down his phone, another message came.

It was her next-door neighbor studying in M ​​country.

[I just found my classmate and took about ten pages. 】

Immediately after the phone vibrated more than a dozen times, pictures were sent over.

All math problems.

Yao Yi does not have a teacher, so he relies on self-study. It is a bit difficult to fully understand these topics.

For her, this is a huge temptation that can make her forget everything around her.

Yao Yi took an embarrassed glance before writing a speech, and finally downloaded a sample essay on his mobile phone, ran to print it out, and then became obsessed with advanced mathematics.

For two days, Yao Yi wandered around the subject, very energetic, and when it was time to turn off the lights, his whole body was wilted.

But she is alone, Yao Yi can continue to calculate in his heart while holding the phone.

In a blink of an eye, on Monday, Yao got up early to wash up and change into school uniforms.

…And then continue to work.

The freshman ceremony needs to go back to the class to gather, and Yao Yi hurriedly arrived again.

"Old Han is coming in one minute." Han Jiaojiao turned around, "One by one, don't you live on campus, why are you so late?"

"Because I live on campus, I am not afraid of being late." Zhao Qian also hurried over just now, and his home is not far from the school.

A minute later, Lao Han arrived and asked the monitor to call her name, and they all walked downstairs together.

Before leaving, Old Han said with a serious face: "If you have a mobile phone, put the mobile phone in the drawer, and you are not allowed to bring it down. Whoever was discovered by me, there are times when you can't eat and walk around."

Yao Yi’s cell phone was placed in the dormitory, and as soon as his old Korean dialect fell off, he walked directly out of the class with the crowd.

Class 1 and Class 2 are opposite classes. When they came out, they naturally met together.

Once again, Fu Chuan was squeezed behind Yao Yi and found a little short next to her.

It is not that Fu Chuan discriminates against people of low height, but that Han Jiaojiao's actions are too...lively.

She was a lot shorter than Yao Yi, and she was a normal southern girl. He had to hug Yao Yi and bounce around in the crowded corridor.

"My manuscript!" Yao Yi suddenly remembered something.

Fu Chuan slowly walked down the stairs following everyone's footsteps, watching Yao Yi stretch out his hand and touch herself all over.

Yao didn't touch the manuscript for half a day, and his eyes went dark, and she hadn't had time to read the printed paper.

She clearly remembered that she brought a folded piece of paper on the table.

Fu Chuan looked down at his feet, there was nothing. Looking back again, a piece of a4 paper was about to die at the feet of the classmates behind.

"Thank you." Fu Chuan stopped and picked up the a4 paper.

Fu Chuan poked Yao Yi on the back again: "Is this your thing?"

Yao Yi looked back and saw the familiar paper, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Yao Yi is tall but thin, so both military uniforms and school uniforms are too big, his pockets are loose, and things are easy to drop.

Han Jiaojiao pulled Yao Yi's arm, and his eyes quietly rolled over Fu Chuan.

This was the third time she saw Fu Chuan talking to Yao Yi.

Han Jiaojiao has a strange sense of pride. Classmate Fu Chuan doesn't talk much with people for so many days, especially girls. But only talked to Yao Yi, although both times because Yao Yi dropped something.

But that is enough!

Yao Yi is my friend, talking to Yao Yi, rounding up means talking to yourself!

Afraid of losing the speech again, Yao held the piece of paper tightly all the way.

"Line up, line up quickly." The squad leader shouted as he walked back.

The people in the second class are consciously arranged according to height, but it is a lot noisier than the first time in line, and everyone knows each other more or less.

"Hey, hello!" There was a teacher on the stage auditioning, and the students below quickly quieted down.

In order to organize the new-born ceremony, the First High School rented several cages of pigeons to release.

Just after the principal gave his speech, he started to set off fireworks, firecrackers and pigeons.

It's not for the principal to speak freely, but for the students below.

Sure enough, the students were very excited looking at the sky full of pigeons.

Yao Yi has to wait until the end of his speech, and the freshmen in high school are also looking forward to what the provincial champion will look like. So an hour and a half later, when the grade director announced that Yao Yi went up to make a presentation, the applause of the students below was quite enthusiastic.

Standing on the rostrum, looking at the mosaics underneath, Yao Yi was not nervous, because she couldn't see them anyway.

She can go back to the classroom early after she finishes her studies. She copied a question on her phone this morning, and she can count it when she is free.

Opening the crumpled a4 paper, Yao Yi stopped at the microphone, full of momentum, and looked very calm.

Yao Yi couldn't wait to faint the moment he saw the content on the paper.

There was only a dirty handwriting on it, not the piece of paper she printed out at all!

She hadn't had time to read the printed content, and now she didn't know a word.

Yao Yi looked at the mosaics on the podium below and was nervous.

In the end, I could only bite the bullet and read on.

"Good morning, dear teachers and students! Jinqiu September, in the lovely one, ushered in our first year high school freshmen, everyone..."

It's no more at this point.

Yao Yi raised his head and looked down, desperate in his heart.

The students below all looked up at the provincial champion, waiting for her to say something different to motivate themselves.

Finally, Yao Yi spoke.