young as the wind

05

Early the next morning, Wen Liyuan drove Ye He to school by the way, "I'm off to work, call me if you need anything."

Ye He took out his school card and hung it around his neck, and lifted his schoolbag, "Okay, bye, be careful when driving on the road."

Wen Liyuan: "Your mother, I am Qiu Mingshan Riding God."

Ye He, who had already closed the car door, heard this, turned around and opened the car window and said, "Who drove the car onto the lawn last year?"

"Go to your school."

Ye He smiled and ran into the school gate. The teacher on duty knew him and patted him on the shoulder, "Ye He, you are in class 1, so you don't need to read the list, just go directly."

He is the first in grade, the teacher saw him first when he read the list, Ye He smiled, "Thank you teacher, I'm going."

The teacher waved.

Ye He is Wenyi. Except for the dormitory students, he came early, but more than half of the class was already seated. When he walked in, he all looked at him. There were a few boys who knew Ye He well. He said with a smile: "Ye Xueba, you are finally here. I saw you on the class list a long time ago. Come and sit with us. The stools have been polished for you."

The girls were amused by his tone, and they all greeted Ye He, "We will all be in the same class from now on, if we have questions for you, please teach us, don't think we are annoying, hahaha."

"No, just ask if you don't understand." Ye He said, "I'm gentle."

Hu Qiuyue crossed Erlang's legs and murmured, "You're not gentle, you're also cute, okay, don't blindly label yourself."

Ye He seemed helpless, "Qiuyue, the demolition is too fast." He smiled at the girls again, "Just ask, it's okay."

When passing by Hu Qiuyue, Ye He secretly gave a thumbs up.

He can teach people, if he really doesn’t understand, he can teach it several times, but they are all from the experimental class, and their brains are not stupid at all. He taught it once, but he came to ask the second time, that is because he didn’t think carefully. In this case, he is unwilling to teach again, it is better to make it clear from the beginning.

Hu Qiuyue immediately grabbed his clothes, "write me a name."

Ye He's handwriting is very beautiful, elegant and domineering, not scribbled, but has a strong personal style. Hu Qiuyue likes the name Ye He wrote for her.

"Hurry up, all the new books in this pile are waiting for you."

Ye He: "Wait for me to put the schoolbag back first."

He found a boy in the same class as before, "Hi, at the same table."

The boy was a little shy, but he smiled brightly, "Hi."

Ye He remembered that this boy was called Xu Wenjie, his grades were average in the experimental class, he didn't participate in group activities very much, he was very low-key, or ordinary, and had nothing outstanding, but Ye He found it now.

He sorted out the new books on his desk, and walked over to help Hu Qiuyue write his name.

"My own name, I need someone else to write it for you."

Hu Qiuyue offered the pen with both hands, "Please."

Then she looked helplessly at Ye He writing her name quickly. When she wrote the third book, she saw the tip of the pen pause and immediately smiled, "It was almost written in your name, didn't it, hahaha."

Ye He pointed at that point, lifted it up, and continued to write a Hu character. He glanced at Hu Qiuyue, "Hmm."

Hu Qiuyue: "Oh."

After writing everything, Ye He closed the cap of the pen and put the pen back into Hu Qiuyue's pen case, "I really want to write beautiful characters, it's not too late for you to start practicing calligraphy now."

"I practiced cursive script, and later I wrote it like this."

Hu Qiuyue carefully sorted her books, "Do you think I look like someone who can calm down and practice calligraphy?"

Ye He took a closer look, "Like." He continued, "The main reason is that I don't want to write it for you. You have three names, and it takes a long time."

Hu Qiuyue wanted to hit him, "You are the only word, right, let's go, I don't need you."

Typical turning face and denying people.

Ye He squeezed the middle finger holding the pen, returned to his seat, sat down and began to write his own book, every two seconds, and he wrote much faster than Hu Qiuyue's.

Xu Wenjie also looked at his handwriting and couldn't help admiring: "People with good grades also write beautifully."

Ye He talked to him while writing, "You must have never read Zhou Xiangyang's handwriting, just like earthworms, I think he has always failed to take the second place in the exam, because the handwriting is too ugly and the teacher can't understand it."

Xu Wenjie laughed, "Then he must have been deducted points."

Ye He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and asked in surprise, "How did Zhou Xiangyang benefit you?"

Xu Wenjie: "Huh?"

Ye He: "Even if he doesn't get deducted marks, he won't pass the second place in the test. He is the third in ten thousand years."

Xu Wenjie laughed this time, "Aren't you friends with him, you hurt him so much."

Ye He lowered his head and continued to write his name, "It's not a loss, it's a fact, you have to admit it."

Xu Wenjie nodded again and again, "Yes, then why can't you pass the second exam?"

Ye He finished writing all the books, put them all in the desk pocket, put his elbows on the desk, and pointed to himself with a pen, "Because of me, the thief is strong."

Generally speaking, Wen Yi is not bad, the atmosphere is quite relaxed, even Cheng Qing is also in this class, Ye He glanced at it, and didn't take it too seriously, as long as Cheng Qing doesn't come to provoke him, he will treat him as if he doesn't exist.

Wenyi's homeroom teacher was a middle-aged man who taught Ye He mathematics before. He is very rigid, but the lectures are not bad. Otherwise, the school would not let him teach the experimental class. After he said what time, the radio rang Alright, let the students go to the playground to gather, and the opening ceremony is about to begin.

"Okay, let's go here first. After the opening ceremony, we will come back to Chinese class." Teacher Zhang put the chalk back into the box and patted the ashes on his hands. , Check your appearance."

Ye He looked at his nails, they were a bit long, but they should be ok, and he followed everyone out of the classroom, because he was relatively short among the boys, and he was one of the few standing in front. I don't feel anything, and he looks good, right?

cards face.

Teacher Zhang glanced at him, "You stand behind."

Ye He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the boy behind him, who seemed to be about the same height, the two of them switched, and Teacher Zhang led the class away.

Their class is on the fifth floor, the highest floor. In front of their class is Li Yi. Xu Qingfeng stands at the back, winking at him secretly, and dare not say hello. Teacher Zhang is very ruthless.

He leaned over to talk to Zhou Xiangyang who was standing in front of him, "Ye Xiaohe's class teacher is Lao Zhang, shit, it's a bit unlucky."

Zhou Xiangyang also looked back, "The face is still so long, I'm afraid Ye Xiaohe will be in trouble."

Xu Qingfeng: "What's the bad luck?"

Zhou Xiangyang: "Earlier when he gave a wrong question in class, Ye Xiaohe pointed it out, but he refused to admit it, and even searched online, but in the end he slapped himself in the face. He was saving face, and the look in Ye Xiaohe's eyes almost spit fire."

Xu Qingfeng recalled, "It seems that there is such a thing, but Ye Xiaohe never mentioned it."

Zhou Xiangyang lazily said, "Ah, Ye Xiaohe definitely didn't mention it, he didn't worry about it, he just pointed out a mistake, he still has to do so many papers, how can he remember this matter, but according to my observation, Lao Zhang Give him cold faces a few times."

Xu Qingfeng curled his lips, "This kind of adult is the most annoying, he doesn't look like an adult."

It is true that they are still young, but apart from their age, they are not adults at all. Some of them are taller than adults and know more than adults. Dirty, their hearts seem to be the sun.

This high school was their teenage years, and they were the best teens.

Ye He, as a student representative, also gave a speech at the end of the ceremony. The manuscript was written by himself, but he didn't memorize it by heart. The performance was a bit far-fetched, the director held his fist to his lips and coughed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's a bit long to finish the draft, let me say the last sentence."

"Study hard and make progress every day. The focus is on the last two words. Let's work hard together. Thank you. My speech is over."

The students in the second year of high school all applauded Ye He. As soon as Ye He finished speaking, there was crackling applause, which was more enthusiastic than when the director was speaking.

The director took the microphone and laughed angrily, "You guys like to listen to what Ye He said, right? That's fine, let him talk next time, and I think what he said is good, but classmate Ye, memorize the manuscript next time, no Hold it for me too, watch and read."

The students below burst into laughter again, applauding one after another to show the director's face.

The director was very satisfied, "Okay, all classes return to the classroom in an orderly manner."

Ye He stood by the podium, chatting with the director while waiting for his class.

The director patted Ye He on the shoulder, "Ye He, try to get the first place in the liberal arts class."

Ye He looked at him, rolled his eyes, "Director, you should have a real number one in science in your class first."

In the final exam of the second year of high school, Ye He was not only the first in liberal arts, but also the first in science. The director felt hurt and said that on purpose.

"Stinky boy." The director pressed his head, "Science champion is so nice to say, I must go to liberal arts."

Ye He's head was slightly lowered, he suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eye, he was stunned for a moment, a little uncertain, he raised his head to look over, and met a pair of bright black eyes.

It's Jiang Luo.

Ye He realized that Jiang Luo and him were both sophomores in high school, so he couldn't help but feel a little proud. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if he was saying silently, "See, I'm not a kid. I'm the same age as you, and I'm still the top student in my grade." .

People who don't know.

Jiang Luo just walked to the front of the podium, two or three meters away from Ye He. He smiled. He wanted to apologize again, but when he saw Ye He's smug face, he held back his smile and didn't say it. a kid?He is small and has a childish expression.

He was surprised when he saw Ye He on the podium at first, because he really thought that Ye He was only in junior high school, and he never thought that he was the same age as him, mainly because Ye He was too short...

He silently recited Ye He's name in his heart, and followed the team back to work.

Jiang Luo is a transfer student. He is in the science class on the second floor. His grades are very worrying. He is indifferent and can't tell what it feels like, but he reads very seriously, so their class teacher is relieved. The average score of the class is already low. She was really afraid that Jiang Luo would be at the bottom of the grade in the exam, and their class would be at the bottom.

Teacher Li, the class teacher, said: "If you don't understand something, you can ask your classmates, or you can come to the office and ask me."

Jiang Luo hunched slightly, bowed his head and said, "Okay."

He is really tall, like a third-year sports student, but he looks a little thin, with broad and straight shoulders, and his waist is hidden in the school uniform, so it's hard to tell how thin he is.

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