Unexpected joy

"Uncle Wang, can you hurry up?" Ye Qiao held a piece of bread in his mouth with a sad face, looked at the slow traffic outside the window, and looked at his watch, "I must be late."

Uncle Wang replied in a good-tempered manner, regardless of whether he could really get up faster in this jam-packed morning rush hour: "You finish your breakfast first, and the master will ask me when you turn around."

Ye Qiao ate the bread as if venting his anger, and gulped down the milk in one gulp, then looked out the car window—the traffic was getting tighter.

Of course, Uncle Wang cannot be blamed for this, in the final analysis it is his own fault.Today is the first day of class after finishing the division of arts and sciences. He spent a lazy summer vacation. He really didn't get up on time this morning. He turned off the alarm and fell asleep for a while. When he went downstairs, he saw the two people who were having breakfast. Dad, I felt bad. Looking at the time, it was already past seven o'clock.

The high school he is currently studying in is very good. The only downside is that it is too far away from home, and it takes half an hour to drive without traffic, let alone the current situation.

The traffic finally started to move. They drove through the most congested road, and Uncle Wang accelerated all the way again. It was already early eight o'clock when they reached the school gate.

He hurriedly got out of the car with his schoolbag in his hand, rushed to the door before he even had time to say hello to Uncle Wang, gave his badge to the guard, and hurried to the teaching building.

Running wildly all the way, my hair was messed up by the wind and I didn't care about it.He rushed up to the third floor, and saw from a distance Teacher Zhang, who was teaching mathematics, coming around the corner, and there seemed to be someone following behind him. He hurried three steps at a time, and rushed into the classroom through the back door before the teacher came.

It was only when he entered the classroom that something was wrong. There were already people sitting in the seat he usually sat in, and there was only one empty table in the last row.However, at this time Teacher Zhang had already stepped into the door with one foot, and he didn't care too much, and quickly sat down on the empty seat.

"...After the division of arts and sciences, everyone should seriously think about how to go in the future. Whether to go abroad, take the art test, or concentrate on studying to prepare for the college entrance examination, you have to make plans early." Teacher Zhang paused, nodded outside the door, "This semester, a new student has been transferred to our class. Let's give a round of applause."

Sparse applause resounded in the classroom, and the person Ye Qiao saw earlier walking behind Teacher Zhang came in from outside the classroom.After seeing his appearance clearly, Ye Qiao slightly opened his mouth in surprise.

The man was also wearing the same school uniform as him, but the top two buttons were undone, and the tie was also loosely tied, which looked more like it was buttoned and tied on a temporary basis.It's obviously a very naughty way of dressing, but when it matches that person's facial features, it suddenly becomes different.His eyebrows are thick and long, as if they are going to fly into the temples, his eyelashes are slightly drooping, and his thin lips are also slightly pursed. He looks very cold, but his eyes are completely different. There is that feeling of sweating down your spine when you are being watched by a beast.

"My name is Jiang Liao." The man on the stage raised his eyes and introduced briefly.

The moment Ye Qiao met his eyes, he clearly felt that his heart had been shot.

"...Okay, that's how it is." Teacher Zhang looked up and scanned the class, and saw the empty seat next to Ye Qiao, "You can sit there first, and adjust when it doesn't fit."

Jiang Liao nodded, and walked over with his schoolbag step by step, but Ye Qiao felt that his whole body became tense, his back was straight, his face was red all the way to the tips of his ears, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Teacher Zhang arranged Jiang Liao and was about to start class when he suddenly caught sight of Ye Qiao, who was stunned: "Ye Qiao, why are you here?"

Most of the people followed Teacher Zhang's eyes and looked back at Ye Qiao curiously. Only then did he break away from the tension just now, and found out that something was wrong——

He hardly knew anyone in the class.Although many people in the class transferred to the science class after the division of arts and sciences, how could they not know any of them?

"You went to the wrong classroom." A somewhat familiar girl reminded her in a low voice while suppressing a smile.

He immediately realized what was going on.Their classroom was here before the class division. After the division, this classroom became the classroom for the science class, and the liberal arts class moved to the fourth floor.In a moment of impatience, he rushed directly to the original classroom, and it happened that the head teacher of this science class was the math teacher of his original class, so he didn't realize that he had entered the wrong classroom at all.

Teacher Zhang also came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, and you, Teacher Li, should come and ask me for someone later."

Everyone in the class laughed.

Ye Qiao's face was completely red now, and he couldn't care less about Jiang Liao who just made him astonished. He thanked him in a low voice, hurriedly put his things back into his schoolbag, and rushed out of the classroom with his schoolbag in his arms.

When he finally arrived at his own classroom, the class had already started for a long time.

Ye Qiao hugged her schoolbag and slipped to her seat against the teacher's stare, finally feeling relieved.

Ren Xiaomeng next to him gently pinched him: "Why are you late for so long, and you didn't reply when I sent you a message. Just now, Lao Li almost called your dad."

Ye Qiao touched the place she pinched in pain, and whispered to her about the misery that happened this morning, Ren Xiaomeng almost didn't laugh out loud.

He glanced at her helplessly, and his thoughts couldn't help drifting to Jiang Liao whom he had just met.

He hesitated for a while, poked Ren Xiaomeng lightly, and said in a low voice, "Xiaomeng, I seem to... like someone."