"Brother Yan, have you noticed it too?" Mao Xiaohua added another sentence with a clear pleasing tone.

Yan Feiyang could hear the little thoughts in Mao Xiaohua's words, but he did not expose them, neither admitting nor denying them, which could be considered as giving Mao Xiaohua a step.

Sure enough, Mao Xiaohua didn't notice anything unusual. After all, his Taoism was still too shallow and his intentions were too obvious.

Mao Xiaohua thought that he had guessed Yan Feiyang's thoughts again this time, and it was too difficult to say something that would interest him.

"Li Ming seems to have become much more diligent in the past two days, and he is more active in class than before." Mao Xiaohua said in a low voice.

"Is that true?" Yan Feiyang responded lightly.

Mao Xiaohua rarely saw Yan Feiyang responding, and nodded suddenly in a panic, fearing that Yan Feiyang would not believe it, and added: "Yes, I think there must be a problem in this, otherwise Li Ming would be stimulated."

It’s not that Mao Xiaohua was surprised. Li Ming’s possibility of turning his sex is comparable to a sow climbing a tree.

Yan Feiyang had no impression of Li Ming or was not interested in it. Otherwise, he would not have been unable to remember the other party’s name and appearance, not to mention that they were still in the same dormitory.

Seeing that Yan Feiyang didn't say anything, Mao Xiaohua seemed to be encouraged and guessed excitedly: "Can it be that this guy got it?"

Speaking of this, Mao Xiaohua murmured and denied himself: "Impossible, I still don't believe it..."

While muttering, Mao Xiaohua looked at Yan Feiyang unconsciously.

Apart from showing a little interest at the beginning, Yan Feiyang didn't speak anymore and his eyes didn't leave the textbook in his hand.

Mao Xiaohua curled his lips a little disappointed, and once again used his ability to make speechless and said, "Brother Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Feiyang thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, thank you."

He was just reading a book, recalling Mao Xiaohua's words just now, and then replied this.

No matter what Mao Xiaohua's starting point is, Yan Feiyang thinks it's right to thank him.

Mao Xiaohua was slightly stunned, and was a little confused by Yan Feiyang's simple words, so he had to wave his hand blankly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

There was no unnecessary expression on Yan Feiyang's face. He seemed to be not very concerned about Li Ming's affairs.

Mao Xiaohua, who has successfully spoken to Yan Feiyang, can't care so many. Originally, Yan Feiyang was interested in very few topics, and it was considered successful if he could respond.

If someone else faces Yan Feiyang's appearance, he will inevitably roll his eyes in his heart, feel that he is arrogant and arrogant, and is rude or something.

This is indeed what most students think of him.

But Mao Xiaohua is different.

Although Mao Xiaohua and Yan Feiyang have not been roommates for a long time, he has already developed a shameless face. This level of dialogue is already rare for Mao Xiaohua.

Moreover, Yan Feiyang never cared about other people's comments.

These people were isolated from afar and could not get close to them at all. They could only judge others through imagination. Of course, Mao Xiaohua did not bother with them.

Maybe Mao Xiaohua himself did not notice that since he unilaterally hung Yan Feiyang's big tree, his behavior and thoughts have also undergone subtle changes.

After Mao Xiaohua and Yan Feiyang finished speaking, they looked back at the corner of the back row with a little unwillingness. Class was about to begin in a few minutes. But Li Ming was still sleeping soundly on the table.

Mao Xiaohua's eyes were filled with contempt. He believed that even if the thunder broke out at this time, it would definitely not be able to wake Li Ming.

He suddenly felt that there might be problems with his observations during this period. Maybe those before were illusions made by Li Ming on purpose.

But it is not so easy to maintain the illusion, so Li Ming can no longer hold on. Everything is like a rebirth. The class bell rang, and Mao Xiaohua silently retracted his gaze and focused his energy on the class again.

A few days later, Mao Xiaohua's most anticipated freshman party finally came.

During this period, Li Ming's performance was similar to before. He stayed in school every day, didn't run around and went to class on time. However, the professor said on the podium. Li Ming slept underneath in a dark and dark way.

Mao Xiaohua felt that he didn't understand at first, but later he didn't care. After all, he had no good impression of Li Ming.

On the day of the new student party, Mao Xiaohua started preparing early. He spread out the clothes he brought from his home one by one. He began to choose as if he was facing a great enemy. The more he picked Mao Xiaohua's brows became tighter, and his face was full of bitterness and hatred.

What he put on was his clothes that he had put on. He was reluctant to wear during class. He would only let them come out to see the sun on important occasions.

But Mao Xiaohua couldn't help but regret it for a while.

Because he didn't like any piece of clothing, he always felt that wearing them would be buried in the crowd, let alone chatting with the school beauty.

If I had known this, I would have gone out to spend money even if I took a leave.

But now it will be too late to go out for a while. Mao Xiaohua had to shake his head helplessly, and took the clothes one by one to his body to measure them.

Since it was a weekend and no one had classes, Mao Xiaohua was able to choose clothes so leisurely. But Mao Xiaohua was the only one in the dormitory.

Needless to say, Yan Feiyang must be either having breakfast in the cafeteria or reading books in the library. Cheng Ce has been seeing the dragon but not seeing the end of the day, but 80% of them are also studying in the library or classroom. Li Ming is not here, and Mao Xiaohua doesn't care at all.

That's it, but Mao Xiaohua first glanced at Yan Feiyang who was diagonally above. If the other party was not there, Mao Xiaohua would be inexplicably nervous.

After that, Mao Xiaohua would subconsciously look at the opposite bed, and he would breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Ming's position was already empty.

Mao Xiaohua was also wondering while picking clothes. Could it be that he remembered the time wrong? Isn’t the freshman party tonight?

This cannot be blamed for Mao Xiaohua. He had this idea because he compared it with him, others did not pay much attention to this party. This made him feel a little overly excited.

Forget Yan Feiyang, Mao Xiaohua was already surprised enough if he could attend the freshman party.

With Yan Feiyang's personality, he must have gone directly after class. He would not make any preparations at all, and would not waste so much time on a piece of clothing like Mao Xiaohua.

But Cheng Ce and Mao Xiaohua couldn't understand it.

It was obvious that Cheng Ce had to come back that day, but after Yan Feiyang agreed, he was like nothing had happened and went to do something, and he didn't seem to take the party seriously.

Mao Xiaohua felt a little confused inexplicably. He had a little complaint about Cheng Ce, but now it was even more serious.

He had already silently warned himself in his heart that if Cheng Ce had similar requests in the future, he would definitely refuse without mercy, unless Yan Feiyang responded in person.

Picking clothes is the second most difficult thing for Mao Xiaohua to study. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he barely chose two outfits.

Mao Xiaohua felt exhausted after breathing for a long time. She finally had two options left. She would wait for Yan Feiyang to come back and ask him to help her.

Judging from the time, Yan Feiyang is almost time to come back.

Yan Feiyang was reading books at this time in the library. Seeing that the time was almost over, he closed the book in his hand, stood up silently, walked towards the bookshelf, and wanted to borrow the book to take it back to the dormitory.

On the bookshelf of traditional Chinese medicine classics, there are very few Yan Feiyang who has not read it.

There are basically no people here, because most of them are obscure ancient books, and even students generally choose simpler versions.

There are very few students like Yan Feiyang who have almost obsessive-compulsive disorder in medical classics.

Even Cheng Ce, who has always worked hard, rarely borrows the books here. Although ancient books have many benefits, they seem to be particularly time-consuming.

But this is good, no one will disturb Yan Feiyang. He can choose the books he wants to read from these rows of bookshelves without worrying about being affected.

But obviously today is a special day.

Yan Feiyang was reading an ancient book, which had already accumulated a thin layer of dust, which shows how long it had been for someone to borrow it to read.

He was reading seriously and his expression was focused. Anyone who read it felt that Yan Feiyang must be immersed in the book and did not notice anything around him.

But in fact, the more you are in this way, Yan Feiyang will be particularly sensitive. Only when Yan Feiyang feels safe will he relax.

Naturally, Yan Feiyang noticed a person who was slowly approaching him.

Yan Feiyang's expression did not change at all, and even his eyes were always focused on ancient books, turning the pages carefully, and caring very much.

The man seemed relieved to see Yan Feiyang's focused appearance and continued to tiptoe to get closer.

Although Yan Feiyang didn't even look away, he had already judged from his steps and breath that the other party was just an ordinary girl.

Yan Feiyang, who was calm and calm, did not relax his vigilance, but could not see it from his appearance.

There were few people in these two rows of bookshelves, and they were just a girl. After walking here, she didn't even read the books and walked straight towards Yan Feiyang.

And he was afraid that Yan Feiyang would find out, so he deliberately took a lighter pace. This made Yan Feiyang suspicious, and it was obvious that the purpose of the visitor was him.

At this time, the girl's steps stopped about two meters away from Yan Feiyang.

Yan Feiyang felt two gazes projecting onto him, and the stay was not short. However, he did not notice any obvious abnormality from the other party's gaze.

He still didn't react. After standing quietly for a while, the girl seemed a little anxious and stretched out her hand to Yan Feiyang.

Yan Feiyang took his gaze from the ancient books without warning, and his expression was sparse to the girl's eyes.

The girl was obviously startled and pulled her hands back as if she was scalded, accompanied by a scream of no size.

Yan Feiyang frowned when he heard this slightly harsh sound. (~^~)
Chapter completed!