The Joy of Rebirth

Ye Bihuang opened the book from the desk. The next class was mathematics and he had to study hard. [First text] From the corner of his eye, he saw Pang Kaishun leaving the classroom. He shook his head slightly with a smile on his face: "Pang Kaishun is really too good."

It's amazing. He can suppress his anger in such a situation. He is definitely a good opponent... He deserves to be brought up under the influence of his parents."

As soon as Pang Kaishun left, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom like "Boom-".

"Ye Bihuang has been very good these days, so pushy."

"Yes, you dare to confront Pang Kaishun, you are so manly!"

"I'm not saying that, I despise this piece of shit Pang Kaishun the most. Someone from the third grade of junior high school comes to us to ask questions about the second grade of junior high school, and still pesters us to keep our school beauty. It's really rubbish!" This is from a male classmate who says grapes are sour when he can't eat them.

Original words.

"It's really disgusting. If Ye Bihuang hadn't shown his strength, I don't know how long that trash would have stayed in our class."

"Haha, Ye Bihuang is really the benchmark for our second grade class!"

"Yeah, yeah, this is absolute!"

Ye Bihuang smiled slightly when he heard these words.

As soon as Pang Kaishun left the classroom, Fan Rong and Song Qian followed him out. Ye Bihuang was confused, what was going on? Could it be that Song Qian and Fan Rong were Pang Kaishun's lackeys?

The more Ye Bihuang thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

"My deskmate, thank you very much." Lan Muxi said softly.

Ye Bihuang asked knowingly: "Why are you thanking me? I haven't done anything."

Lan Muchi's cheeks turned red: "Thank you for helping me get rid of Pang Kaishun. I don't like him very much."

"Oh, it turns out it's because of this. In fact, he occupied my seat, and I don't like him very much." Ye Bihuang nodded, pretending to understand, but actually he was snickering in his heart.

"I sit here and just want to study hard. Generally speaking, I don't want to talk to anyone. He always comes over to annoy me, which is very uncomfortable." Lan Muchi's tone revealed a sense of helplessness and discomfort.

Ye Bihuang sighed slightly, Lan Muchi was so beautiful that it was inevitable to attract boys, but this was fatal to a girl like her who loved to study.

Ye Bihuang couldn't help but think of the term "beauties are a curse". It's not that beautiful women are all bad, but that they attract bees and butterflies too much. Really honest men can't get close to them. In the end, some bad habits will definitely infect them, and the curse will naturally come.

will be born.

No matter how strong the will is, a person still needs to be connected with society. If there is no honest person around them, can they be honest? This must be negative!

Ye Bihuang looked at Lan Muxi who was reading seriously next to her. The sunlight shone on her black hair, showing a beautiful and moving luster. Her eyes were fixed on the textbook, as if there was nothing else, and she was completely selfless.

(I must protect Lan Muchi well and let her do what she wants to do seriously, and I will never let those boring things disturb her! I swear!)

After a period of contact, Lan Muchi became more and more identified with this classmate. He would never disturb her when she was studying on weekdays, and he always had a light smile on his face. Sitting next to him gave him a warm and reassuring feeling.

Although he is not handsome at all, and his smile is not as good-looking as Pang Kaishun, he gives people a sense of reassurance.

On the contrary, Pang Kaishun is handsome in the suit and leather shoes he wears, with a sunny and handsome face, but he has an aggressive aura that makes people feel uncomfortable.

By the way, it was the aura of superiority that he exuded unintentionally that she disliked very much.

To be honest, she still prefers Ye Bihuang as her deskmate, and she is secretly happy that she was right to choose this person as her deskmate.

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

Outside the classroom, in the corridor.

Pang Kaishun had just come out after greeting Fan Rong and Song Qian. Here he was already leaning against the railing at the entrance of the stairs.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Pang Kaishun's face was cold, and his voice was full of suppressed anger, "Why is Mu Xi sitting with a boy, and a boy who is so bad at studying!"

"This was all arranged by Teacher Guo." Fan Rong explained in detail what happened between Guo Baomin and Ye Bihuang yesterday.

"Bang!" Pang Kaishun knocked on the wall next to him and snorted coldly, "Only an idiot like Guo Baomin can do such a stupid thing and let Lan Muchi sit at the same table with a person who is so poor in studies! What's wrong with his stupid brain?

Think about it!”

Fan Rong and Song Qian secretly glanced at each other and did not dare to speak without permission.

"By the way, how long have they been at the same table?"

"It was only yesterday," Song Qian answered. Both her and Fan Rong's parents worked in Pang Kaishun's father's company. They had no choice but to bow their heads under the roof. Although they knew what they were doing was wrong, they still wanted to be traitors.

"Ye Bihuang insisted on it." Song Qian briefly introduced what happened in yesterday's math class. She hoped that Pang Kaishun could use his power to move Ye Bihuang's and her seats back, because she was unwilling to sit there either.

In the last row, especially her deskmate Shana, she didn't know why but she particularly disliked this girl. Maybe it was because she was too popular with boys.

"What you mean is that Ye Bihuang is interested in Lan Muchi." After listening to Song Qian's narration, Pang Kaishun's eyes widened, as if he was about to burst out with anger. The corners of his mouth curved in a mocking arc, and he said with a sigh: "This kid is also

Don’t you look at what you are like! What’s going on at home? It’s like a toad wants to eat the swan’s head and is acting out the story of Gray Boy? What a joke!”

Fan Rong's lips curved: "Brother Pang, I have a way to deal with that Ye Bihuang!"

Pang Kaishun said "Oh" and turned away: "I advise you not to act rashly. I will naturally have a way to get the two of you to change their positions. Don't mess up the matter."

Fan Rong and Song Qian watched Pang Kaishun leave before returning to class.

........

The school bell rang.

The first class in the afternoon is English. English is a big class and is related to the entire admission process. The score is the same as mathematics and Chinese. Even in the eyes of a large number of teachers and parents, English is much more important than Chinese.

Although Ye Bihuang does not agree with this statement at all, what is Chinese? It is the foundation of the country! It is the spirit of the people! Nowadays, speaking English is placed in a higher position than Chinese, which is simply destroying the foundation of the country and destroying Chinese civilization! But all this

I can only think about it in my heart, because the general trend is inevitable and Ye Bihuang cannot stop it with his own strength.

Although Fan Rong was not sitting behind Ye Bihuang, he was sitting on the back left side of Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang clearly felt that something was wrong with this guy Prosperity when he came back. Either he felt that he was raising his head and blocking his view of the blackboard, or that he kept wandering around and blocked his view of the blackboard. Anyway, it was for various reasons. Ye Bihuang would be confused from time to time.

He also noticed that something had been hit on his head. He reached out to grab his head and found that it was rubber foam.

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