Quick Wear: The second male lead is a top love brain

"Hua Yan, the head teacher invites you to the office for tea."

Hua Yan, who was reading a chemistry textbook, was knocked on the table by the person in front of him. He nodded and said, "I'll be there right away."

The senior high school teacher's office was very large, and teachers from several classes were arranged here. As soon as Hua Yan entered, he saw the familiar figure of a boy standing next to him, Bai Yingxue, and the math teacher was talking to them.

"Hua Yan, come here quickly."

Hua Yan retracted his gaze and walked to the head teacher's desk, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I mainly want to talk to you about your ideas."

In addition to Ouyang Junye's grades being at the bottom, the other one was Hua Yan. Before coming, Hua Yan could probably guess what the head teacher was going to say to her.

"Qingyu, what are you looking at?" The math teacher noticed that Ji Qingyu was distracted, so he looked over and saw nothing, just the teacher and a classmate talking.

"Sorry, teacher. I just suddenly thought of some ideas for solving the problem and got distracted." Ji Qingyu explained without changing his expression.

"Hahaha Qingyu, you have such a good spirit for learning!" The math teacher in his forties said happily, and praised Ji Qingyu again, "Bai Xuexue should learn more from Qingyu."

"Student Ji's learning spirit is indeed worth learning from." Bai Yingxue looked up at Ji Qingyu, who had a cold expression, then lowered her head and smiled.

While Hua Yan was listening to the inspirational words from his head teacher, he pricked up his other ear to listen to the situation on the other side.

When the class bell rang, the head teacher finally let Hua Yan go: "Hua Yan, think carefully about what the teacher said, okay?"

"Teacher, I can."

Bai Yingxue and Ji Qingyu were no longer in the office. Hua Yan almost ran out and saw a man and a woman walking side by side, one tall and one short, and they looked so well matched from behind.

Hua Yan looked at it, somewhat absent-minded.

"Xiao Shuling, do you think Ji Qingyu has fallen in love with Bai Yingxue?"

[Probably not]

Hearing this, Hua Yan smiled and said, "Okay, if you say no, then no." Then he rushed forward quickly, "Ji Qingyu!"

The good-looking man and woman in front all turned their heads and saw Hua Yan running towards them with a smile, his shoulder-length hair and bangs flying in disarray due to his jogging.

Hua Yan squeezed into the small space between them, leaned against Ji Qingyu and said to Bai Yingxue: "Class monitor, let's go back to the classroom."

"Okay."

Ji Qingyu lowered his eyes to a place where Bai Yingxue couldn't see him. Hua Yan was pinching his little finger intentionally or unintentionally. Just as he was about to break free, the girl's hand loosened first to hold Bai Yingxue's arm.

"Ji Qingyu, the squad leader and I will go back first. Bye." The culprit waved at him happily with a smile.

Looking at their backs as they left, Ji Qingyu's fingers hanging on the side of his thighs curled up and rubbed unconsciously, then he walked back to the classroom.

In the following time, Hua Yan studied hard, listened carefully in class, and did not sleep during the morning reading class, which made the dean of studies uncomfortable.

"Student Hua Yan has made great progress recently. He has been serious in class and has done well in class exercises. He deserves praise. Everyone should learn from Hua Yan." The head teacher praised Hua Yan in class, his eyes vaguely falling on Ouyang Junye.

Ouyang Junye naturally knew that the head teacher was talking to him. He frowned slightly and looked at Hua Yan beside him unhappily.

Hua Yan noticed the male protagonist's death stare, and she smiled sincerely: "Study hard, you can do it, don't envy me."

Ouyang Junye sighed and continued to sleep on the table.

Finally, school was over. Hua Yan quickly packed up her things and ran to Ji Qingyu's classroom. When she reached the corner of the stairs, a long arm suddenly appeared and grabbed her schoolbag, and she was pulled into his arms.

A familiar fresh scent.

Just as I was about to get angry, Ji Qingyu's voice came from above my head, "Sorry."

He just wanted to hold Hua Yan, but he didn't expect to pull the person into his arms.