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The next morning, Ye Hong went to class with dark circles under his eyes.

The students in Class 18, Senior One, were surprised to find that Zhang Xuewei, the class flower, had changed her usual aloofness and came to the classroom early, holding something in her hand and looking at the classroom door eagerly.

"Zhang Xuewei is waiting for someone?"

"Could it be... Zhang Xuewei is in love?!"

"I'm going, this is too exciting!"

"Who is the target? Class grass Qin Long? Or class leader Chen Wentao?"

Everyone watched Zhang Xuewei's abnormal behavior and whispered.

In a seat by the window, a student with dyed yellow hair and ear studs, who looked very maverick, had an ugly expression on his face.

I saw that the student was tall and strong, with good facial features and a hint of ruffian in his eyes.

It is the handsome type that is most popular among campus girls.

This person is the "class grass" in everyone's mouth - Qin Long.

Qin Long looked at Zhang Xuewei's anxious expression, he who had been through the flowers for a long time could not understand Zhang Xuewei's state.

This is exactly what a young girl Huaichun will show if her heart belongs to her.

But he, Qin Long, also had his eyes on this little flower, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn it, if I find out who stole this little cabbage, I have to get rid of him!"

At this moment, Ye Hong walked in from the back door of the classroom with a tired face.

Zhang Xuewei's eyes suddenly burst into a moving brilliance, and she quickly stood up from her seat to greet her.

I was so excited that I almost sprained my foot.

"Ah Hong, I brought you an apple. It is said on the Internet that eating an apple a day is good for your health..."

Zhang Xuewei spread out her palm like a treasure offering, and a crystal clear red apple lay quietly on it.

"Oh, thanks..." Ye Hong took the apple listlessly, threw the schoolbag on the table heavily, and lay down on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Ahiro, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xuewei sat obediently beside Ye Hong, her big eyes flickering, and she looked at his profile with concern.

Ye Hong didn't have the strength to talk to Zhang Xuewei, the quality of his sleep yesterday was really bad, and now he just wanted to catch up on a good night's sleep.

It's strange to say that Ye Hong, who couldn't fall asleep at home no matter what, suddenly felt sleepy as soon as he lay on the desk, and the effect was better than sleeping pills.

No wonder people often say that school is the best place to sleep.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xuewei was not only not angry, but acted lightly, for fear of disturbing Ye Hong.

"Ah Hong must have studied hard all night. His English is so strong. I must learn from him!"

Zhang Xuewei waved her delicate fist, quietly cheering herself on.

And the gossiping people in the class, no matter how stupid they were, knew that "that person" Zhang Xuewei was waiting for was Ye Hong.

The discussion not only did not stop, but became more heated and surging.

"Damn it! A flower stuck in cow dung!"

"Isn't this kid good at English? What's the big deal!"

"Let me tell you, I saw them coming home from school together yesterday! Maybe..."

"!!!"

Qin Long's complexion suddenly became uglier than eating shit.

If he lost to someone better than him, Qin Long might not be so angry.

But Ye Hong looks ordinary, his family background is average, and he can only babble a few words of English that no one understands. How can he win Zhang Xuewei's favor?

"I must snatch Zhang Xuewei here! Yehong, just wait!"

At this time, Ye Hong didn't know that Zhang Xuewei, a confidante, had made him an enemy invisibly.

He has already fallen asleep, and even the class bell can't wake him up.

However, the first class in the morning is the head teacher's class!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 9

The head teacher of class 18, that is, their math teacher, is an old teacher in his 50s named Yang Daoshen.

There are not a few white hairs left on the top of the head, revealing a large area of ​​bald scalp.

The wrinkles on the face are criss-crossed, like ravines on the plateau.

Inside a pair of old rimless glasses, the eyes are always squinted into a slit, looking listless.

His method of lecturing, as old as his people, is still the same as it was decades ago.

Students who listen carefully to the class will inevitably fall asleep in his class.

And he also realized that he was going to retire in a few years anyway, so he didn't have much enthusiasm.

For the small movements of some students, they often pretend not to see them.

For example, Qin Long's yellow-haired, chubby Zhou Hao's comic books...

And Ye Hong who was sleeping soundly.

He just glanced at Ye Hong, and took out the lesson plans and textbooks as if nothing had happened.

The old and peaceful voice sounded slowly: "Everyone, turn to page 12 of the textbook. What we are learning today is function..."

The classroom is very quiet, only the sound of Yang Daoshen's chalk scratching the blackboard, and the occasional flipping of books.

Suddenly, in the middle of the class, an untimely voice was heard in the classroom.

"report!"

Yang Dao turned around in doubt, frowned and asked, "Qin Long, what's the matter?"

The person who suddenly stood up with his hands raised was none other than Qin Long.

The corner of Qin Long's mouth twitched into a wicked smile, pointed at Ye Hong in the last row, and said loudly: "Mr. Yang, I report that Ye Hong sleeps every day, which affects my study!"

Hearing this, the people next to him couldn't help snickering.

When did Qin Long, a playboy who had nothing to do all day long and only knew how to pick up girls, dare to say so confidently that others affected his studies?

Besides, it's none of his business if he sleeps?

But no one spoke to dissuade him, because they could all hear the strong smell of gunpowder in Qin Long's mouth.

This Qin Long was obviously targeting Ye Hong, otherwise he slept so much in class, why would he name Ye Hong?

Except for Zhang Xuewei, everyone showed their eyes watching the show.

Yang Daoshen frowned and said, "Zhang Xuewei, let me call you at the same table."

Zhang Xuewei looked anxious, and gently pushed Ye Hong's body: "Ah Hong, wake up."

But Yehong didn't respond, at this time he was immersed in the dream of the future.

"Teacher, look! This kid doesn't pay attention to you at all!" Qin Long suddenly became angry, "This not only affects me, but also affects Xuewei's study!"

"Eh?" Suddenly hearing that she was called by name, Zhang Xuewei raised her head in bewilderment, "No, it's not..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Long interrupted: "Teacher, I suggest that Xuewei be transferred away from Ye Hong's side!"

This sentence immediately revealed Qin Long's intentions, and several playful whistles sounded in the class.

Prior to this, Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei were secretly fed up and became the "Golden Boy and Jade Girl" of Class 18 by some people who were full and had nothing to do.

Seeing Qin Long behave like this now, he couldn't help but understand.

"It seems that Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei are more compatible."

"Nonsense, if Ye Hong could be as handsome as Qin Long, I would have confessed my love to him long ago!"

Yang Daoshen's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and he coughed heavily, stopping the noise in the classroom.

Then he came to Yehong's table and patted the table hard.

Qin Long on the side couldn't help showing a look of success.

"Boom boom boom!"

The loud slap made Ye Hong tremble all over, and slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

When he saw clearly that his head teacher was in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter, teacher, did you ask me to do the problem?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 10 I'm angry about getting up

Hearing Ye Hong's words, everyone in the class froze, obviously remembering Ye Hong's amazing performance in English class yesterday.

"No, it's impossible! His math can't be as good as his English!"

Everyone told themselves so in their hearts.

Yang Dao sighed inwardly. He originally thought that Ye Hong was not bad at heart. Although his entrance test scores were a bit poor, he was not hopeless.

That's why Zhang Xuewei, who has a good academic performance, is arranged as his deskmate, to see if she can change him.

This morning, I heard that he performed outstandingly in English class yesterday. I thought he was a prodigal son, but I didn't expect that he was still so muddy that he couldn't support the wall.

Disappointed in his heart, Yang Daoshen's tone became more indifferent: "Be serious in class, and don't let me see you sleeping again."

"Oh..." Ye Hong replied somewhat perfunctorily.

Just kidding, sir, I have learned all the courses for a semester, so do I still need to listen to your class?

Therefore, as soon as Yang Daoshen turned around and returned to the podium, Ye Hong was afraid to go back on his stomach after walking a few steps.

"Hoo... woo... woo... zz...zzZ..."

The melodious and melodic snoring sounded again in the corner.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Xuewei has been a good girl since she was a child. She never saw Ye Hong being such a disrespectful student. She felt quite funny in her heart, so she couldn't help laughing out loud.

This smile, like a orchid in full bloom, is very charming.

The few male compatriots around were almost drooling.

Qin Long who was not far away, seeing this scene, was angry and jealous!

How can a person who can only sleep make Zhang Xuewei smile?

How did he know that if he likes someone, even his sleeping appearance will be very charming.

The more Qin Long thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, his head became hot and he rushed out of his seat.

He stepped up to Ye Hong's side in a few steps, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up from the seat!

"You bastard! Get out of this seat now, do you hear me?!"

This time it was like poking a hornet's nest, and the whole class boiled instantly.

"Good job!"

"I've been annoyed by Ye Hong for a long time!"

"Bancao, we support you!"

A group of boys clapped their hands and booed loudly.

There are also some people who feel that it is a big deal and want to dissuade them, but they are insignificant after all, and they are directly drowned by the noise.

"Qin Long! Stop!"