The Joy of Rebirth

Time gradually passed by, but Ye Bihuang still "sleeped" on the table every day, and his academic performance was still so bad. It was not that he was incapable of doing well in the exam, but that he was too lazy to write papers.

In physical education classes in junior high schools, 80% of the students exercise outside.

In high school physical education classes, 80% of the people hide in the class to do homework and papers.

They would rather take some time to write papers than take time to exercise.

Sad high school student.

However, during this class, Ye Bihuang was uncharacteristically sober. He went downstairs to buy a bottle of Sprite, then leaned against the guardrail of the corridor in front of the class and looked out.

What's more coincidental is that Su Wen had just walked out of the WC downstairs. After washing her hands and walking upstairs, she unexpectedly saw Ye Bihuang's extraordinarily leisurely figure.

Moving lightly, Su Wen walked to Ye Bihuang's side, placed her hands gently on the guardrail, and looked down along his gaze.

I saw a man and a woman writing on the blackboard next to the blackboard on the right side downstairs. From time to time, they joked and joked with each other, and then continued to write and draw on the blackboard.

Su Wen was a little surprised. Why was Ye Bihuang, who was usually quiet, interested in such boring things today?

"What are you looking at?" Ye Bihuang's voice came from the side.

Su Wen turned her head slightly and saw Ye Bihuang staring at her with a smile, his eyes were very clear, like the vast stars.

Su Wen was about to say that I was looking at what you were looking at, but she felt that it was inappropriate to say so. She just raised her delicate hand and pointed at the man and woman next to the blackboard newspaper downstairs.

Silent and breathless.

Ye Bihuang smiled and looked at the man and woman again along Su Wen's hand. His back was straight, his hands were placed on the railing, and the Sprite bottle in one hand was shaking slightly, looking leisurely and contented.

I saw two people hugging and kissing next to the blackboard at this moment. Fortunately, it was class time and not many people were walking around in the school.

"So happy." Ye Bihuang naturally saw that the two of them really liked each other, which could be seen from the subtle movements of both parties.

"Yes, they are so happy. I really want to be as happy as her." After saying that, Su Wen stopped talking, but there was a hint of autumn in her eyes.

Ye Bihuang suddenly felt that the topic was out of control. He pursed his thirsty lips, took a sip of Sprite and said to Su Wen: "My deskmate, I want to go back to bed. I'll go back to class first." After saying that, Ye Bihuang walked back to class.

, not even leaving a chance for Su Wen to stay.

"Haha... I have no status at all in your heart?" Su Wen whispered to herself, her voice was very small and drifted in the wind.

Of course it was not like this, but at that moment, Ye Bihuang's heart palpitated slightly, so that he, a man with a mature mind, was a little overwhelmed, and then he walked away.

I believe that if he had said a few words to Su Wen again, the result at this moment would be completely different.

But unfortunately, he didn't say it.

When Su Wen walked back to class, she saw Ye Bihuang, who was already sleeping on the table. Looking at Ye Bihuang's sleeping appearance, her mood suddenly improved.

"This guy... looks so cute when he sleeps. I really don't understand how he fell asleep so quickly."

Many days later, Ye Bihuang finally achieved his wish and changed to a bicycle, that is, the flame racing car.

He rode it on and gave it a try, sighing that it was worth the money. The bicycle felt as if it weighed nothing at all, and he couldn't feel any resistance when he pedaled. Ye Bihuang had reason to believe that if he used all his strength, he would be able to ride on it.

A speed of 150km/h is still possible.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to do this, because the speed is too shocking. If he really does this, he might be videotaped the next day, and he will become an Internet celebrity on the third day.

He doesn't want to be a celebrity. How troublesome would that life be?

At noon the next day, Ye Bihuang found Liu Yiyan, and he was ready to make one last effort.

"Sister Yi Yan, I'm going to your house for dinner tonight." Ye Bihuang said to Liu Yiyan with a smile.

Now that the college entrance examination is getting closer, even Liu Yiyan rarely comes to Ye Bihuang.

Liu Yiyan's eyes were full of curiosity: "Oh, Bihuang, you are so weird today."

Liu Yiyan's gaze made Ye Bihuang suspect that there was something else on his face. He reached out and touched his face and said with a smile: "No, sister Yi Yan, there is nothing strange about me today."

Liu Yiyan shook his head and said, "You have never asked to come to my house."

Ye Bihuang laughed and said, "I'll convince your brother one last time to see if the third brother has changed his mind."

"What's the idea?" Liu Yiyan didn't know anything about what happened between Ye Bihuang and Liu Feng, so he was very curious.

"Big business." Ye Bihuang smiled mysteriously, "Okay, Sister Yi Yan, I just want to inform you that I will go to your house with you tonight. You don't want to refuse me, do you?"

Seeing Liu Yiyan's face full of joy, it was naturally impossible for him to reject him.

I saw her shaking her head like a wavy drum: "No, no, it's too late to welcome me, how can I refuse."

"Haha, that's good. I'll go back to work first. See you in the evening."

"See you tonight!" Liu Yiyan smiled sweetly and waved to Ye Bihuang.

When school was over in the evening, Ye Bihuang mentioned that when he walked downstairs to the senior high school students, they always finish school half an hour later than other students.

"Brother Huang! Why don't you leave! Let's go out for a walk together? Billiards hall?" Lee Kuan Yew was studying very hard during this period, but that was at school, and outside he still liked to go out and play as usual.

However, boys who like to play are generally smart. In addition, he is truly awakened and studies seriously in school every day, so he does not feel too strenuous and his grades have steadily increased.

It's just that the rise is slower. After all, this guy is still doing his job as before, but the time allocated to doing his job has been reduced by more than 70%.

Ye Bihuang shook his head and said, "No, I can't go home with you tonight. I have something else to do."

"Is she that girl from the senior year of high school? I've met her several times. Haha, brother Huang, you are so strong. Are you going to launch a fleet?"

Ye Bihuang's head was full of black lines, he knew what Lee Kuan Yew meant.

"Take two boats and start a fleet? Do you think your brother Huang and I have a head made of iron? I have a headache." When he said this, Ye Bihuang was secretly laughing in his heart - wow! I really want to start a fleet.

Come, but you have to play it by ear.

Different situations require different strategies.

Ye Bihuang excused himself.

"Okay, okay, I understand. It's just that you and Su Wen seem to have gotten closer recently. Didn't you and Su Wen also have some sparks?" Lee Kuan Yew looked at Ye Bihuang ambiguously, thinking

I really admire Ye Bihuang. He is really awesome. Not only did he have sex with the junior high school beauty, but also with the sweetheart Shana from the second class. Now he also has an affair with a senior high school senior and a big beauty like Su Wen...

....

Brother Huang should not be underestimated... Lee Kuan Yew sighed in his heart.

Ye Bihuang shook his head, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Seeing Ye Bihuang like this, Lee Kuan Yew curled his lips and walked towards the bicycle shed: "Yes! Brother Huang. I know that you are not only good at fighting. You can be an enemy of up to ten people in a fight, and you are definitely good at picking up girls."

You must be a saint of love!"

"Depend on!"

When he heard that Lee Kuan Yew had harmed him, Ye Bihuang just pointed his middle finger at his back and uttered one word.

The word "depend" perfectly expresses his mood.~

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