Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

Qing Han came with his schoolbag in his arms, holding the book in his arms. The intention was so obvious, how could Ye Tian not see it. The two met in the canteen of Tianhai No. 1 Middle School yesterday evening, and Qing Han said that he would "rescue" him, give him supplementary classes, and help him get into college in the future. Ye Tian didn't expect Xiao Nizi to say that she could really do it. She wanted to come to her and was really grateful to save her life.

In fact, Ye Tian's IQ has been restored. Even if there is no 180, there is at least 160, 170. In addition, after going through the baptism of two college entrance examinations, I almost won the first prize of science in Yancheng for the first time. He makes up for lessons and can go to college with his eyes closed. However, Xiao Nizi is so enthusiastic, but his kindness is difficult!

"If you want to make up for it, make up for it. Anyway, buddies haven't gone to school recently, there is a lot of time every day, and it's okay to take out one and a half." Ye Tian laughed in his heart.

Entering the gate is the villa courtyard, flowers and trees, green grass, all plants are carefully planted, built like a royal garden. Under the shade of green, surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, a large European-style villa looks particularly eye-catching. Compared with the Fairview Villa, Dongshan's villa compound is a bit smaller, and the rest is not different.

Walking on a familiar road, looking at the familiar scenery, Qing Han did not know how to feel. When her grandfather wanted to give this big villa to Ye Tian, ​​she was not very happy, because it was too expensive. With so many real estate in their Qin family, in addition to the big house in which they live, this Dongshan No. 8 villa is the most expensive and luxurious.

"How is it living here? But still satisfied?" Qing Han asked suddenly.

"Sloppy, okay."

Qing Han rolled his eyes again, I really don't know what to say about this guy. For 99. 9% of people, living in Dongshan Villa is the peak of their lives.

However, when she contacted Ye Tian several times, she also saw that Ye Tian was too high-hearted, took himself seriously, and liked to talk big.

Of course, people are young masters of martial arts, and have high-spirited capital. However, the young talent and arrogant ambition, Qing Han was very worried that he would suffer a loss someday, provoked a master who could not be provoked, and made a great disaster.

"Strange, why should I worry about him? I help him make up classes and help him get into college, and I won't even finish his kindness. I don't want to care about the rest. I don't care." Qing Han shook his head again.

As far as Ye Tian is concerned, the villa he lived in was really careless, just like any other house. When he set up a gathering of spirits and attracted the aura of Dongshan Scenic Area, this place was considered a place to live. At that time, even at the end of the winter, the Villa No. 8 was generally warm in spring, with flowers in full bloom, often open without thanks, even in the hot summer season. The so-called warm winter and cool summer, spring is always there. If he told Qing Han now, this little Nizi would definitely not believe it. At that time, the arrangement of the gathering was completed, and then she was invited as a guest.

Both thought about each other and quickly entered the villa.

Time is precious, and Qinghan no longer talks nonsense. She directly gives lessons to Ye Tian, ​​and the place is in the sofa reception area of ​​the living room.

Taking out the book, Qinghan changed from a pure student girl to a beauty teacher, and she was also a serious beauty teacher. Ye Tian changed from Master Ye to Ye.

"What's your weakest subject? What's the weakest? I'll help you make up."

"All weak." Ye Tianzheng said, only want to laugh.

Qing Han breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked a bit helpless, and said, "All are weak, so there is always the weakest one, right?"

"Um, then English. I hate English."

"How can you learn well if you hate it? First of all, you have the wrong attitude. To learn a course well, you must like it first." Qing Han said, very like a teacher. Then she took out her English book.

"I ca n’t like the language of foreign devils! I like our own Chinese language. I think our Chinese language is the most beautiful language in the world."

"Oh? Then you have a good grade in Chinese?"

"That must be!"

"How many points can I take?"

"Approaching a perfect score, and occasionally a perfect score."

"A perfect score is a hundred points, isn't it a bragging draft?" Qing Han shouted, rolling his eyes, where he believed.

As we all know, passing the Chinese class is easy, and even the students with poor grades may pass the pass, but it is difficult to pass the high marks. It is Qin Qinghan, the top student in the school, and the Chinese scores are also hovering around 130 points, 140 points is an insurmountable hurdle, and a perfect score of 150 has never been tested.

Therefore, Qing Han believed that Ye Tian was bragging. Where does she know Ye Tian's glorious history? The boy who had an IQ of 180 once wrote the composition as a model essay by the teacher. Each exam will not be lower than 140 points, and occasionally a grand slam. Of course, the other subjects are also excellent, so that the second year of the college entrance examination can get the second best grade of Yancheng Science.

However, history is glorious after all. If you look ahead, Ye Tian is too lazy to mention the past.

At this moment, he lowered his posture and seriously asked Qing Han to help him make up the lesson. Of course, with his current IQ, he does n’t need to make up lessons. The reason why he promised to clear up the Han is difficult on the one hand. On the other hand, he closed his own practice and cleared up to make up for himself. Add some fun to life.

Time passed quickly, and an hour passed almost in the blink of an eye. Today's make-up class is over, Qing Han is leaving. She doesn't live on campus, she goes home every day, and she is picked up by a full-time driver. At this moment, her full-time driver is waiting for her at the door of the villa. She asks the driver to keep a secret for her. Don't tell others that she will make up for Ye Tian.

"You really ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Really ..., oh!"

"Really?"

"Really stupid."

"Haha, I still need you to make up lessons for being clever. I will be admitted to the university myself. But you have to believe in yourself and also believe in me. Maybe I can be admitted to Yanqing No. 2 School under your supplementary courses, or even admitted to No. 1 is probably impossible, so you have a lot of sense of accomplishment. "

"Mr. Ye Tian, ​​you can die without bragging! Thank you for this grade, and this attitude, I will be able to pass two books and three books. Thank you. Okay, I'm gone. Review again. I'll check my homework tomorrow. "

Standing at the door of the villa, watching Qing Han's back moving away, Ye Tian found that this little Nizi was quite cute. Compared with the girl who cultivates the immortal world, she may have a worse appearance, a little less fairy fan and Lingxiu, but a bit more straightforward and true.

He didn't have much interest in the university entrance examination. From the day of his rebirth, he put cultivation first, and everything else had to give way to cultivation. Now, he suddenly felt that he might be too arbitrary. After all, this is the earth, not the Xiuxian Realm. Since he was born here again, should he also enjoy life here? Immigration as usual?

In this way, Fang does not lose his previous life, nor does he lose his predecessor!

Besides, is it a day's work to return to repairing the fairyland?

Thinking about this, Ye Tian didn't rush to practice in the attic practice room after Qing Han left, but instead lay on the sofa and read the book for a while.

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