The Joy of Rebirth

"Okay, all the standing students have been assigned folding stools. Please sit down quickly, we are about to drive. [First text]" Jiang Yachun stood at the front of the car, and his slim figure caught Ye Bihuang's eyes.

Doesn’t she have a seat of her own? What should she do?

Jiang Yachun took out a newspaper from his bag, spread it on the raised grid between the driver and passenger seats in front of the car, gently flattened the newspaper, and sat down.

"Teacher Jiang Yachun is so kind." Ye Bihuang thought of his beautiful dream again. Teacher Jiang was wearing a light-colored gauze coat, and the graceful Pingting was walking towards him.

"Teacher, you can sit on my seat. It's the engine area of ​​the bus and it's very hot." A male classmate stood up from his seat and said loudly. His seat was by the window.

Seeing that he wanted to come out, Jiang Yachun immediately said: "No, your name is Liu Miao, right? Thank you for your kindness. Teacher, just sit here."

Liu Miao was about to go out and change seats for Teacher Jiang, but saw that Jiang Yachun was motionless and showed no intention of changing seats, so he hesitated for a moment.

Ye Bihuang cleverly put the schoolbag in his arms, opened it, and reached out to fumble around inside.

"What are you looking for?" Lee Kuan Yew was curious.

Ye Bihuang took out a cushion from his schoolbag and said, "This is a moisture-proof cushion."

Still unwilling to give in, Liu Miao walked across the aisle and walked to Jiang Yachun's side and said, "Teacher Jiang, it's not comfortable to sit here. Teacher, you'd better sit in my seat."

Jiang Yachun smiled slightly, touched Liu Miao's head and said: "Good boy, sit back. The teacher won't sit there, not to mention it won't be uncomfortable here. It's good for the teacher to sit here."

Ye Bihuang thought to himself: "Then you haven't driven the car yet. You will know that it will get hot here after a while. It will be up to you whether you can stand up or not. Now you are still trying to be brave..."

Ye Bihuang stood up, walked across the aisle, and said to Jiang Yachun: "Teacher Jiang, I have a moisture-proof mat here. Since you don't want to sit at Feng Miao's place, you can always accept this mat..." Looking at Ye Bihuang's sincerity

With a look in his eyes, Jiang Yachun smiled faintly, stretched out his jade hand to take the moisture-proof mat and said: "Well, okay."

Ye Bihuang, Jian Jiang Yachun took the moisture-proof mat he handed over and turned to leave. At the same time, he winked at Shana. Shana and Lan Muchi were only separated by a building.

"Okay, classmate Liu Miao, please sit back in your seat."

"Yes, teacher." Liu Miao nodded silently.

Liu Miao saw Jiang Yachun put the moisture-proof pad under her buttocks and swallowed. Knowing that Teacher Jiang would definitely not accept her kindness again, she could only sigh and sit back in her seat.

"Hey, Liu Miao, you are not showing your courtesy to the right place."

"It's just that Ye Bihuang is so awesome. When we go out for an outing, he brings only food. You can see that he brings only unorthodox things. He must have made sufficient preparations long ago."

"He is very strong these days. He made a bet with Guo Baomin and was assigned to sit next to Dao Lan Muchi. Then his grades skyrocketed. He and Lee Kuan Yew gave Fan Rong a hard time, and now he seems to have hooked up with Teacher Jiang."

"Shut up! Are you kidding me? That's our teacher! Teachers care about their classmates, and classmates care about their teachers. Is it wrong?"

Xia Na suddenly stood up, pointed at Liu Miao and a male classmate next to him and shouted sharply. The two boys' voices were originally very low, and not many people heard them.

The whole class suddenly heard Shana scolding her harshly, and they all looked at her blankly. The two boys who were scolded by her suddenly looked as dejected as mice and did not dare to speak anymore.

............

"It must be those two classmates who said bad things about you, and my sister-in-law got mad."

"Hehe, I guess so." Looking at Xia Na who was as angry as an angry bird, Ye Bihuang wondered if he should find a chance to comfort her. He had paid too little attention to her during this period.

"Classmate Shana, what's wrong?" Jiang Yachun also noticed the commotion here. She stood up and walked over and asked softly.

Xia Na glared at Liu Miao fiercely and said, "These two guys are talking bad about others. I'm so angry that I can just argue with them."

Xia Na's words were very vague. Jiang Yachun thought that the word "other people" meant that Xia Na was talking about herself. After all, girls like to say, what do other people do, what do they do.

"Oh, that's right. Your theory is right! Also, Liu Miao and Zhang Song, you two can't say bad things about Xia Na behind her back, let alone sitting so close...it's illegal to say bad things about her behind her back.

Do you know how a villain behaves?" Jiang Yachun's lectures were also euphemistic and pleasant, and his voice was like fairy music. People couldn't tell that this was a lesson, and even if it was a lesson, they would still want to be reprimanded for a while.

"Well, I'm sorry, teacher, classmate Shana." Liu Miao and Zhang Song stood up and apologized to Shana and Jiang Yachun, secretly complaining in their hearts, why did this little sister who is usually known for being quiet suddenly go crazy today.

You have to blame yourself as well, because the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Liu Miao and Zhang Song surprisingly didn't resent Shana at all, probably because she was too cute and fresh.

The bus finally started under the instruction of the school.

Half an hour later, the bus stopped at the foot of the north side of Haipu Mountain. The students got off the bus one by one. Jiang Yachun walked in front holding a small flag. The chess piece said "Class 2, Grade 2". The flag was not big and was red.

Very conspicuous.

"Students, follow me. When we reach Hailongxi and Hailongquan, we can rest for a while."

"Okay!" Everyone said in unison.

Soon all the classes were halfway up the mountain and saw the slowly flowing stream of clear water. The tired classmates who had arrived early cheered.

All classes began to look for favorable terrain to set up camp, and Class 2 of the second grade of junior high school was no exception. Soon everyone determined the location. Under a huge rock, a stream was slowly flowing through here, and it was above the other classes and on both sides.

There are lush trees and beautiful, smooth pebbles on both sides of the creek.

You can even see the traces of tadpoles on the edge of the creek.

Not far away, the teachers were staring at the students intently, with serious expressions on their faces, and they were ready. Ye Bihuang felt slightly relieved when he saw this formation. It seemed that he had gone to the principal to tell the principal that Haipu Mountain was in danger, so he was still alert.

At least the teachers are on heightened alert.

I just hope that such measures will be effective.

Ye Bihuang sighed secretly in his heart.

One after another, students took out the square mats or pieces of cloth they carried from the package and spread them on the relatively flat ground that had been determined. Ye Bihuang also took out the tent that had been prepared long ago from the package and walked to a quieter corner on the edge.

Start pitching tents.

"Damn it, Fan Rong, do you think that guy is crazy about being in the limelight... He also brought a tent for this outing." Seeing Ye Bihuang attracting the attention of most girls, a male classmate couldn't help but said sourly.

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Fan Rong frowned and said, "I heard that his family has no money. This tent costs three to four hundred yuan anyway. Where did he get so much money?"

"How do I know? Damn it!" The male classmate stared at Ye Bihuang with jealousy and envy in his eyes.

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