This system is really terrible [Quick Transmigration]

Halfway through the semester, this Thursday is the mid-term exam. The head teacher repeatedly emphasized in class that you should not ask for leave if you have nothing to do, and it is best not to ask for leave if you have something to do.

Ye Yang's deskmate tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Aren't there people in our class who have been asking for leave recently?"

He glanced to the empty space on the right.

Ye Yang frowned and said, "Why do you care so much about other people's affairs?"

"You don't want to know?"

Seeing that the teacher had already read it, Ye Yang hurriedly looked down at the book.

The tablemate immediately followed suit.

In the middle of the class, Ye Yang still couldn't hold back his curiosity and secretly wrote a note.

Deskmate:……

Didn't you say don't worry about it?

It took a long time to finish the conversation, and the bell rang just in time for the end of class. The 10 minutes between classes is more precious than a billion. If you don’t go to the bathroom, you have to pretend to go to the bathroom, just to get out that rare breath of fresh air!Of course, some of them just picked up a girl by the way and made an appointment with her. The young heart is very restless.

"I heard from the gossip that he even voluntarily applied to drop out of school. I don't know if the school approves it or not." The deskmate pointed to the vacant position. There was no book in the drawer, and it was obvious that it had been packed long ago.

Ye Yang looked into the eyes of the scholar and asked: "The matter has nothing to do with him, why did you drop out of school?"

"How would I know to go? Or as the first brother in the campus, I can't face it. If it were me, I wouldn't come. It's too embarrassing!"

It was difficult for Ye Yang to understand his thoughts, but he couldn't help but look at the table frequently in the later classes.

Back home, his uncle, who has been busy making money to support his family, is cooking. There is a plate of fragrant scrambled eggs with cold melon on the table. Ye Yang's mood instantly becomes very good.

"uncle?"

"Are you back? Wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"Oh, why did you leave work so early today?"

"The boss has gone back to her mother's house, and we all escaped from work."

"..."

Uncle, are you really not afraid of being fired?

The two uncles and nephews ate four dishes and one soup face to face. It seemed that they hadn't had anything for a long time. Ever since Ye Yang was able to cook by himself, Li Kui didn't come back until after eight o'clock in the evening to eat what he left behind.

"Are you about to take the mid-term exam? Focus on it. Your parents have asked me about your grades again. Also, Ah Huang in the countryside has a litter of puppies. They will take you back when the summer vacation is over."

"Yeah."

Just after the happy topic was finished, the news reports interrupted the laughter of the two of them.

"According to reports, the famous director Qi Mingjun was arrested and imprisoned for the crime of intentional injury a few days ago. The victim He Ma, the chairman of Chuangmei Film and Television, woke up from the hospital at 15:31 yesterday afternoon. The official public trial, what the media did not expect is that this case is not only a personal grievance, but also involves a series of criminal cases, which are still under trial, please pay attention to follow-up reports for details."

On the TV was the scene in the courthouse, He Ma with an ugly face, and Qi Mingjun who was imprisoned and handcuffed.

Ye Yang raised his head and asked, "Uncle, how many years will he be sentenced?"

"Both of them are not good people. It will be ten years! He Ma is a bit miserable. I heard that Qi Mingjun has disabled his brain nerves. He will have a hard time for the rest of his life."

"Ah? Then what will happen to his company? Will his son... take over?"

"Except for things like this, can Chuangmei survive? I'm afraid it will be difficult. Isn't his son the one who often bullies you? He's only a high school student, so he doesn't know anything. He Ma is now facing bankruptcy, and his funds are being withheld by the police. That young master probably won't even be able to go to school soon."

Ye Yang's throat tightened, and his appetite suddenly became poor.

The midterm exam on Thursday didn't end until [-]:[-] pm, the deskmate put down his pen and pulled Ye Yang out.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

"to bar."

Ye Yang was terrified, thinking that he was going to take him to do something bad, so he quickly stopped and asked, "You want to take me to drink? I won't go."

"Who drinks? Take you to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Don't you know when you go?"

Ye Yang was very confused by the behavior of his deskmate today.

They came to the back door of the bar in the commercial area not far from the school. There were two particularly large trash cans there. The most important thing was that there were people sleeping soundly beside them, but there were many bruises on their hands and faces. Obviously It was a fight with someone else.

"Look, he's been sleeping here all day, and he hasn't moved since our exam started."

"How do you know so clearly?"

"Of course, the same table is the assist and the truth."

"what?"

Ye Yang was confused.

"Don't worry about it, are you going to save it or not?"

"Why...you want me to tell? What does it matter to me?"

"Oh, let's go then."

"Hey, you!"

The tablemate looked at him suspiciously, "Don't worry, you see he is our classmate, so it's not good to leave him alone, right?"

Ye Yang muttered: "Then you didn't tell the teacher this morning."

"Let's go, there is a hotel nearby, throw him in there."

"Are you rich?"

"No."

The deskmate reached out and took out a hand in his pocket, and he really took out a hundred dollars, "It's enough to live in a room for an hour."

Fortunately, there was a two-hour hour room left in the hotel, and the deskmate deliberately used the remaining 30 yuan to add another hour to prevent him from getting enough sleep.

"It's done, let's go."

"You...wait for me outside, I'll go to the toilet."

The deskmate gave him a meaningful look, and said with a smile, "I won't wait for you, and we won't drop by, so you can do whatever you want?"

"What am I going to do, really go to the bathroom." Ye Yang almost laughed angrily at him.

"I believe, I believe."

The deskmate waved at him, and thoughtfully closed the door.

In fact, Ye Yang didn't stay here to go to the bathroom, but rummaged through the schoolbag, found the two Band-Aids that had been put in it before, and stuck them on He Junhui's face and hands respectively.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that the drunk man woke up from a daze, and he hissed twice because of the pain in every part of his body.

"Tch, these sons of bitches!"

He thought he was still asleep at the back door of the bar, but who knew there was actually a soft white bed underneath, and even a whole room, not a home, more like a hotel.

Before he could recall carefully, the hotel attendant knocked on the door to remind him that it was time for the clock room.

"Who sent me here?"

The bodyguards at home have all run away, and my father is in jail. Who cares about himself?

"Two high school students sent you here."

"High school student?"

He Junhui scratched his hair irritably, and suddenly saw the band-aid on his hand, did he see it somewhere?

He remembered that he still had some money with him, so he wanted to stay longer, but he didn't find the money, but a piece of paper instead.

Life requires not only money and power, but also poetry and distance.

"What kind of shit!"

The waiter said politely: "Please check out at the front desk in 10 minutes."

"Alright, alright."

He Junhui closed the door impatiently, rubbed the note and threw it into the trash can.

……

The results of the mid-term exam came out soon. Ye Yang was particularly competitive this time, ranking first in the grade and receiving certificates of merit one after another. The teacher even bought him stationery as a class reward.

What surprised him the most was that the missing person who disappeared for two weeks actually returned.

On the day He Junhui came, he was wearing his school uniform neatly. Although there was still a younger brother following behind him, he didn't make any trouble at all after the day, and he listened to the class all morning peacefully.

Ye Yang felt that he was not very happy either.

The tablemate looked excited: "Are we saving a flower of the motherland?"

"Screw you."

Is He Junhui the flower of the motherland?

At most it is the yellow mud in the flowers!

Who knew that after school, he would be blocked by this pile of yellow mud at the school gate, and he was still in the same position and person as before.

Ye Yang took three steps back nervously: "You, you..."

He didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, which caused He Junhui to raise his mouth: "I'm afraid you miss me?"

"You...what nonsense! You just came back, and you want to be expelled from school again!"

"It's not my turn to expel me from this crappy school."

As He Junhui approached slowly, Ye Yang retreated instinctively.But the former didn't raise his fist, but took out a gift box from his schoolbag and threw it into his arms, saying: "Give it back to you, it's better than those two times of Bondi!"

Ye Yang blushed and his heart beat, he actually knew that the Band-Aid was his own?

How do you know!

Before he finished tangling, He Junhui had already walked away slowly. Ye Yang opened the box carefully, and inside was a complete set of...Huanggang test questions. . .

"..."

Is it the wrong way to open it?

As a result, this kind of gift lasted until the university. Ye Yang opened it countless times, and every time it was a xx test question. . .

Who told him that nerds must like things like test questions!

The author has something to say:

The extra chapter is not long, I want to make a small hole for them alone O(∩_∩)O haha~ There will be an update when I go to bed later, it is the second story, I hope it will be more entertaining than the first story Satisfied (*^▽^*)