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Shen Yao didn't say anything, just lowered his head and stared at the busy people.

He neatly tied a bow, stood up, clapped his hands and said, "I made those medicines specially and they are very effective. Remember to apply them before going to bed."

Although it was summer, my clothes were soaked with water and the wind was still a bit chilly.

Shen Yao shrank subconsciously, and then quietly straightened his body after being glanced at.

"Go to the locker room and change your clothes first." Niao Niao noticed his little movements and touched his hair in a dumbfounded way.

Mingying's building facilities are very complete, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small town.

After changing clothes, the experimental class also started its first class.

Accompanied by the chirping of birds, the classroom was quiet and peaceful except for the sound of turning books.

It's very suitable for sleeping, but after a while, everyone in the classroom can't sit still.

Shen Yao also strictly followed the time plan as he did in Taoli Class.

"Self-study in the first class?" Jiang Qinglang controlled the hero in his hand and scanned the crowd.

Someone started, and the atmosphere gradually became lively. Jiang Qinglang boldly approached Li Ran.

"So awesome, can you repair any mobile phone model?"

Li Ran didn't stop moving, he raised his head and glanced at him, not wanting to talk to him.

"We are all classmates, let's chat. Can you repair the latest model of mobile phone?"

"You came to Class 11 to experience life?" Li Ran quickly restored the disassembled mobile phone.

"Why do you say that?"

"Your grades..." He originally wanted to say that there was no need to be in the same class with poor students like them, but when he saw the serious Shen Yao, he swallowed back what he had not finished.

Bian Xiaoxiao looked at the comments on the mobile phone barrage and focused the camera on Li Ran who was speaking.

"Can you not speak?" Shen Yao's hand holding the pen became a little tight, and he looked at Jiang Qinglang impatiently.

Students in Tao Li's class rarely talk to anyone even during recess.

"Let's forget it. Shen Yao, you are number one in the school, why would you join Class 11?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"It can't be..." Jiang Qinglang ignored the warning in Shen Yao's eyes and focused on Niao Niao who was doing the questions seriously.

Cheng Yufei kicked the table next to Jiang Qinglang, clenched her fists with both hands, and said coldly: "Are you done? And you, have you finished filming!"

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly dropped. Bian Xiaoxiao stuffed her phone into the wooden box, adjusted the camera to a place where Niao Niao and Shen Yao would not be recorded, and then sat back in her seat.

"You guys are very energetic." Lei Ming came over with a box in his arms, patted the box in his hand, leaned on the desk and said, "First class, hand over your cell phone."

After everyone handed over their mobile phones, the people who could not sit still became even more restless.

"I...I need to reply to the message, otherwise, my mother will be worried and call the police!"

"Okay, if you want to watch it, cast it on the screen." Lei Ming pointed to the big screen behind him, and Yu Yang's palms were sweating nervously as he stood.

He hesitated for a while, then sat down.

"I really don't understand why you want to join this class." Shen Yao corrected the paper in his hand, and his muttering was drowned out by the sound of the fan.

Niao Niao took advantage of the gap while he was correcting papers and took the time to lie down on the table and rest.

The classroom became quiet again, and after a few minutes of silence, Bian Xiaoxiao stood up from her seat.

She thought she would receive some attention and likes when she turned on her phone, but the big screen was filled with contempt and malice towards them.

"What attracts you is never the mobile phone, but the unknown..."

When Lei Ming took the phone away, he didn't know how much these children could listen. But at least they are moving in a good direction.

Whether Shen Yao has a mobile phone or not has little impact. He was indifferent to the fact that other people in the classroom were discussing how to steal mobile phones.

"You are progressing faster than I thought. In this case, the plan needs to be adjusted." After explaining the wrong question, Shen Yao looked at his watch and spoke softly.

What! Niao Niao quickly held the notebook on the table in her arms and seriously suggested: "I am very satisfied with this schedule. As for completing the task ahead of schedule, can't you just leave the rest of the time to me to relax?"

Shen Yao looked unmoved and reached out to grab the notebook. Niao Niao quickly ran to the window, gritted his teeth and threatened: "If you come here again, I will throw this notebook down!"

As soon as the window opened, the sultry wind blew in, ruffling the long hair.

There were only two people left in the classroom at this time. Shen Yao sat motionless in his seat, looking at the bulging curls with a smile.

The bandage on his foot was also lifted by the wind, and the white bandage moved with the wind. Like a butterfly fluttering its wings and flying freely.

The threat was useless, so Niao Nau had to change his strategy, pointing to the bandage on his foot and saying: "Be a conscientious person. I bandaged your foot injury for you."

"Conscience?" Shen Yao chuckled helplessly, glanced at her faintly, and said in an aggrieved tone: "Who do you have no conscience for?"

"I really don't like studying." Niao walked back to his seat with his head drooped, his whole body like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Okay, I'll do as you said. If the task is completed ahead of schedule, then rest."

"Okay, you are simply an angel!" Niao Niao hugged him happily.

Shen Yao felt that the tip of his nose was suddenly filled with the cool sandalwood scent. Before he could react, the person in his arms left gracefully.

A bright smile bloomed on her cheeks. To Shen Yao, her smile was more dazzling than the sunshine outside the window, making him reluctant to look away.

I don’t know what Lei Ming was thinking, but he actually asked everyone to gather in the monitoring room during the second class.

But Shen Yao has not passed. At that time, Shen Yao was helping Niao Niao organize his knowledge framework.

The monitoring room was equipped with monitors for all classrooms, and they saw the difference between Songbai Class and Taoli Class.

Before the school bell rang, the students in the Taoli class were already ready, while the students in the Songbai class were still fighting when the bell rang.

After watching the surveillance, Cheng Yufei looked at the students holding books in the cafeteria and suddenly felt a little envious.

I envy them that they can study without any distractions, I envy them that they don’t have to be disturbed by external things, I envy them...

"Niao Niao, here." Niao Niao, who was waiting in line, heard Shen Yao's voice and walked over immediately.

"What happened this morning? Their eyes seemed to have changed a bit."

"Maybe you understand that the reason why a top student is a top student is not only talent, but also hard work."

Shen Yao nodded. He had always been said to be a genius, but only he knew what he had done behind the scenes.

After finishing the meal, Shen Yao went to put down the plate and went to the vending machine.

"The photos were deleted and the computer was watered. It was all your fault, right?" Li Ran walked up to Shen Yao and asked expressionlessly.

"Didn't anyone tell you that it's bad behavior to keep looking for trouble?" Shen Yao put down the plates calmly and looked at him with cold eyes.

Li Ran took a step closer to Shen Yao and said speechlessly: "Who is causing trouble between us?"

As soon as he turned around, he saw his grandma appearing at the door of the cafeteria. He looked at Shen Yao angrily and scolded: "Did you call me grandma?"

"Oh, I forgot to bring some review materials." Shen Yao glanced at him condescendingly, his tone flat.