The Joy of Rebirth

I saw Lan Muxi wearing a light blue dress. The skirt was embroidered with bright lotus flowers from the skirt to the back. Blue and white were intertwined, which was particularly beautiful and moving. [First text] Match her persona

The temperament makes the surrounding environment calm.

Ye Bihuang stared at Lan Muchi closely, admiring her light and quiet beauty, but said: "My deskmate, you came very early."

When Lan Muxi heard Ye Bihuang's voice, she raised her head and smiled calmly at Ye Bihuang: "You came quite early. Hehe."

Ye Bihuang glanced at the corner of her mouth, feeling that her lips were red and her teeth were white, which was particularly attractive. He calmed down and turned his eyes away, pretending to be a gentleman and said: "Haha, I woke up early today, so I wanted to come to study early."

With that said, Ye Bihuang placed his schoolbag on the table and began to organize his schoolbag.

But this guy obviously didn't want to let Lan Muchi go, so he asked: "My deskmate, what are you reading?"

Lan Muchi waved her little hand, closed the book, pointed to the cover and said playfully: "This, teaching assistant." Ye Bihuang glanced at it, and then he realized that what she was reading was a mathematics tutorial called "Huanggang Teaching Shen"

Book. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this is indeed a girl who loves learning. She studies mathematics very early in the morning. This kind of spirit is not possessed by even some high school students who study hard.

His eyes swept over Lan Muxi's long and neat hair, and the faint fragrance blew towards him. Ye Bihuang felt a desire in his heart, eager to hold this strand of hair in his arms and take a good smell.

"I used to sit behind this guy and just watch her back quietly. Now I can talk to her easily and comfortably next to her. This is a big improvement."

Of course, it was impossible for Ye Bihuang to implement his idea, because Shana had already walked in from outside the classroom at this time. If he reached out to hold Lan Muchi's hair, if his guess was correct, he would definitely be beaten by these two girls.

Pig head.

"kindness?"

As soon as he sat down, he felt something strange. He looked down and saw a light blue chair cushion with clouds and the sun embroidered on it. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart. This was not his chair cushion, because

Boys don't use chair cushions. Most of them find it troublesome and pretentious, but girls are different.

"Who put this cushion here?" Ye Bihuang asked in confusion.

"Who do you think it belongs to?" Suddenly a clear female voice came from behind. Ye Bihuang turned around and saw that it was Shana looking at Ye Bihuang with her big round eyes. Even so, a faint blush appeared on her fair and delicate face.

.

"Hazy, I thought it was Lan Muchi who gave it to me, but it turned out to be you." Ye Bihuang muttered in his heart, but he should cherish what this girl gave him. Ye Bihuang grabbed the chair cushion in his hand.

"Um, when did you put it here? How strange." Ye Bihuang's eyes fell on the chair cushion that Shana was sitting on. It was similar in color and style to his own. Haha, this girl, this is obviously a couple's cushion.

"I put it on after school yesterday, maybe you didn't pay attention."

I really didn’t see when you put it on my chair? Are you a magic hand? Although he had doubts in his heart, he couldn’t possibly ask.

It's just that this little girl's behavior is too obvious. Everyone can see this affection. Is it really popular for girls to give things to boys these days?

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Where did you get this cushion?"

Shana pursed her lips, a blush appeared on her face, and a cool light shone in her eyes: "One is made by me and the other is made by my mother. I feel that the two are uncomfortable when they are placed together, so I will give you the worse one.

, I did that.”

"Oh, okay, thank you." Ye Bihuang felt sweet in his heart, feeling the warmth in the smile of the girl he loved, and he felt like the wind was singing.

With that said, Ye Bihuang bent over and sat down. The cushion was soft and thick, and you couldn't feel the hardness of the cold chair when you sat on it. There must have been a lot of cotton in it. This was really what the little girl said.

The bad one? Ye Bihuang had a doubt in his mind.

He knew that this mat was actually given to him, and in front of Lan Muchi.

Does this girl want to have a head-on war with Lan Muchi? I haven't done anything drastic on my side... Some black lines couldn't help but appear on Ye Bihuang's forehead, so let it be. Feeling the comfort under his buttocks, he opened himself

I read the textbook and felt very happy.

Lan Muxi glanced at Xia Na and Ye Bihuang with her shining eyes, an inexplicable curious light flashed in her eyes, and she pursed her lips but said nothing.

The classes in the morning continued as usual. The first class was Guo Baomin's Chinese class. This guy seemed to be deliberately indifferent to Ye Bihuang. It was completely different from usual. He deliberately ignored him even if he asked questions in class this time, as if he wanted to completely ignore him.

People are like air.

Ye Bihuang sat in his seat, staring at Guo Baomin coldly, and sneered in his heart: "You Guo Baomin, you treat students like this, you probably don't care about the so-called teacher ethics at all, right! Since you are so indifferent.

Blame me for being unjust, I'll read other books, don't cry after the exam."

The question-and-answer session, the interactive session, the question-and-answer session, every session went on as usual, but Ye Bihuang was left behind in every group, and he didn't get any points in any group.

Ye Bihuang gently opened his math book, imprinted all the formulas in his mind and digested them one by one. Even though he could see the answers to some questions in an instant, if he wanted to score, he still had to follow the steps step by step.

, so these concepts are actually the key to scoring.

After understanding all the mathematical concepts, and the time was approaching the end of get out of class, Ye Bihuang felt very comfortable. This way of studying was actually not bad. At least he felt confident when facing the mathematics exam.

After the Chinese class, the second class was math class. Ye Bihuang stared at Jiang Yachun for another class. Jiang Yachun was so beautiful. She was indeed a man's "poison". Even though she had seen her countless times,

I was still amazed when I saw her again.

Before get out of class ended, Jiang Yachun walked up to Ye Bihuang, patted his head, and told him to study hard.

The third and fourth sections are about history and politics respectively. One of the teachers teaching these two courses is a middle-aged male teacher, and the other is a male teacher who is nearly fifty-five years old.

Both of them are older, so their teaching style is not as lively and approachable as Guo Baomin and Jiang Yachun, who appear to be rigorous and orderly, especially the fifty-five-year-old Teacher Liu, whose handwriting is strong and powerful. Although he is in poor health due to his age,

But still write all the knowledge points fairly and fairly on the blackboard, with neat layout and neat fonts.

Ye Bihuang respected such a teacher very much.

He happened to review this knowledge last night, so he sounded very familiar with it. He felt that what the teacher said was clear and logical. He respected this old teacher even more in his heart.

Listening to the teacher's explanation and corresponding to the knowledge in his heart, Ye Bihuang became more and more confident that he would study hard and put himself far ahead in his studies.

As long as the heart is there, as long as the energy is there, as long as the belief is there, there will never be failure and destruction, and there will never be fear or fear.

No one can be defeated by others, he can only be defeated by himself.

"Guo Baomin, who told you to look down on me? Just wait and call yourself a pig in front of the whole class!"

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