"Ye Qing...you..."

As soon as Ye Qing finished speaking, Yi Wenna's eyes immediately became wet.

"Hey, don't you cry. Didn't you get used to it before saying so many times?"

Ye Qing didn't expect that Yi Wenna would be like this by her own words.

I have been saying this a lot in the past. Why did she become so sensitive after a summer vacation? Unless...

Ye Qing stared at Yi Wenna with her eyes fixed on her face, and soon the other party couldn't resist it.

She dodged her eyes: "You, why are you staring at me?"

Ye Qing grabbed Yi Wenna's face and said, "When did your level of pretending to be crying have become so high?"

Yi Wenna said vaguely: "I don't tie it, I didn't..."

"Stop this!"

It was okay for Yi Wenna to stop talking, but as soon as she started to argue, Ye Qing used her other hand.

The two hands were together, crazily pulling her cheeks.

During this period, Ai Liang read the novel silently and did not choose to insert the topic.

He knew very well that he was not good at socializing.

Not to mention having a good relationship with everyone in the class, even the interpersonal relationships that have been established may not be able to maintain.

Just as Yi Wenna was ravaged by Ye Qing, the voice of the head teacher came from the door: "Student Yi Wenna, come out."

"I'm calling you." Ye Qing said with her hands aside.

Yi Wenna rubbed her face: "Hiss...you are so cruel..."

She whispered while walking towards the door.

After Yi Wenna was called out by her class teacher, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?"

Ai Liang turned his head and asked when he noticed Ye Qing's gaze.

"You are also amazing. No matter when, you can ignore the surrounding environment and calm down and read."

"I'm used to it."

"Oh, I thought I could get rid of her in high school, but who knew that her father would send her to the key class by utilizing the relationship."

"Aren't you friends?"

"The relationship is good, but Yi Wenna is a little weird. She used to see that I was too tired from working part-time, so she asked me to work as a part-time worker at her house. After ruling, I finally agreed because I couldn't turn her around."

Speaking of this, Ye Qing's expression began to become strange.

"At that time, she often ordered me to do this and that. I knew she had no malice and didn't take it seriously. But once I ran into her face and held my coat with both hands... You know what I mean."

Ai Liang thought for a while: "Is she T or P?"

Ye Qing was stunned by Ai Liang's straight ball question: "...Can you not speak so directly?"

Ai Liang still had the same expression that lasted for thousands of years: "So? I must be surprised, or look at her with a strange look to be normal?"

"It seems like something you can say."

Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh: "You guy is like a robot, always looking at others from an objective perspective."

Ai Liang looked at Yi Wenna outside the classroom: "My question is aside first. This should be Yi Wenna's personal privacy. Can you just tell me it?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Ye Qing waved her hand quickly: "She actually doesn't care at all. She is interested in me. It's well-known when she was in junior high school. Because of this, I was called to the office by the head teacher many times."

Ai Liang: "..."

Ailiang has a new understanding of the atmosphere of Qianhua Market.

It's really not very open here.

"That's why I want to keep my distance from her! I don't want to be famous for this kind of thing in high school, and I'm a normal person, so I don't have that weird hobby!"

Ye Qing put her chin on the table weakly, stretched her left arm and poked Ai Liang's shoulder.

"Although she doesn't care, you'd better not talk around... Forget it, you can't make friends even if you have a paralyzed face."

Ye Qing originally wanted to remind her, but she thought of Ai Liang's personality.

I guess Yi Wenna publicly admitted her orientation, so he would not talk too much.

Not long after, Yi Wenna came back, and there were two others who came in with her.

Kim Ping An and Cheng Lejia.

When the head teacher called her out just now, he seemed to be talking to the three of them.

Ai Liang guessed that it was very likely a dialogue between related households.

This is not difficult to guess.

Cheng Lejia won’t mention it for now. Kim Ping An and Yi Wenna were originally transferred to the shift through special means.

The class teacher just started school and talked to them alone. Apart from this, he really couldn't find any other reason, so he brought these people together.

Ai Liang recalled the news about Kim Ping'an.

A famous underage detective...

Just like in a movie, all kinds of strange events will always happen around such people.

Abbreviated as Storyb.

The next three years of high school career should not be monotonous.

As Ai Liang thought, Kim Ping An was recognized shortly after entering the door.

Receive relevant pushes every day, even a pig will look familiar, not to mention the primate Jin Ping'an, who is stronger than a pig.

"Hey, I always feel that person looks familiar."

"So are you? I actually think he looks familiar."

"I used to be the same junior high school as us?"

"Isn't that Kim Ping'an? It's the guy who pushes it every day!"

"I remembered it! That student who worked as a consultant in the Interpol Team?"

"He was really in school? And he was in the same class as us?"

The discussion in the class became even more enthusiastic. A person who saw it in the news every day suddenly appeared beside him.

This feeling is similar to the anchor who finds himself when he finds a friend to play games.

At that moment, it seemed as if you also became a celebrity.

Kim Ping An listened to the class's discussion, smiled shyly, and then went to the last row of the classroom to sit by the window.

In his eyes, such corners are usually a place of exile in the eyes of teachers.

Very suitable for poor students.

……………………

As time goes by, more and more people in the classroom are coming.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I saw that almost everyone in the class had arrived.

The head teacher cleared his throat: "I'll introduce myself. My surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Xin."

Yu Xin turned around and wrote his name on the electronic blackboard with a touch pen: "Under key classes, the teacher and class teacher will not be replaced. I will lead this class for the next three years, so I will click the name below."

"Ailiang."

"arrive."

"Fang Xinlei."

"arrive."

"Ye Qing."

"arrive."

"Peng Yuan."

No one answered.

Yu Xin marked the roster and continued to pronounce the next name.

...

As names popped out of Yu Xin's mouth.

Yi Wenna held the edge of the T-shirt with both hands, and the order of naming was obviously based on the grades.
To be continued...