(Bl)(MTL)Be a cannon fodder in dog blood [Wear the book]

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Oolong

    After the first class in the morning self-study, Ye Wan was not unexpectedly called out by the teacher and brought him all the way to the office. The fat teacher frowned with a worried look, and didn't say a word to him. Ye Wan didn't bother and followed quietly - this is the English teacher, not his head teacher.

    When he got to the office, he saw his class teacher He Yanfei. He had a name on his badge, a middle-aged man with a height of about 180 and a serious and old-fashioned face.

    As soon as He Yanfei saw him, his heavy brows immediately wrinkled, and he opened his mouth and said, "Why are you here? Didn't I let you rest at home for a month!"

    "Teacher." Ye Wan considered for a moment, then said cautiously, "I think When I was in the third year of high school, it was too late to study without going to class, so I will come back to class first."

    A teacher can't refuse students' requests to study. He Yanfei pondered for a moment, staring at him without smiling and warning: "It's okay to come back to class, but let's say first, school is not your playground. Since you come back, you are not allowed to be late and leave early. Especially your inexplicable part-time jobs, It is absolutely not allowed, now that you have already carried a punishment, you don't want to make yourself unable to take the exam on the eve of the college entrance examination, right?"

    Inexplicable part-time job? This obscure description made Ye Wan want to laugh a little. He pursed his lips and nodded sincerely after a long while: "Teacher, I will attend class on time."

    Ye Wan felt a headache until he left the office and returned to the class. The punishment of the high school will be recorded on the file, which will affect the future employment more or less. In the past, Ye Wan had always despised those students who were punished on their files, feeling frivolous and naive, but now he has fallen to his own head.

    "Mauzi balls!" As soon as Ye Wan returned to the classroom seat, a boy came over and chatted with him, with a bright baby face, looking at him with joy and disbelief: "You actually came back to class. , what did Lao He say to you? Did he scold you?"

    Ye Wan didn't realize at first that the name 'Maruko' was used to call him, and after looking at the boy for a while, he replied stiffly, "No. "

    "I'm relieved." The boy breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to be very familiar with the original body. He patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "You don't need to worry about the gossip in the school, a bunch of bastards!"

    Ye Wan couldn't help squinting . He squinted his eyes—he had been employed for many years, and had seen hundreds of faces in the field of law. He was superb at seeing people, but he also had a set of skills. The little boy in front of him is warm and simple, carefree and undefended, and he is a person who can communicate with each other. Thinking of the name in the original body's memory, Ye Wan tentatively said: "Yang Shu, how long has it been since I came to school?"

    Song Yangshu thought for a while: "It's almost half a month."

    The boy was indeed Song Yangshu. Ye Wan smiled and nodded.

    Ye Wan has the soul of a 26-year-old boiling young man in his heart, but he has to sit down on the bench in the third year of high school, numbly listening to the teacher's simple content, yawning repeatedly .

    He managed to stay up until school, and even received a phone call from an uninvited guest--

    "Hello!" It was Tan Jiarong's little follower Huizi, who scolded him harshly: "You fucking call our brother Tan into the hospital, so you plan to ignore it. ?!"