After abandoning Slag Gong, I married the actor

After Ye Junqiao sent Ren Yuanzhou back to school for evening self-study, he sat in the car and dealt with his private mailbox.

As long as he made up his mind to do most of the things, he did it very well.

At this time, don't say reply to the email and read the email. The first thing he does when he logs in to the mailbox again is to log out the mailbox.

However, if he could know that doing this would definitely cause Lu Jun to backlash and harass him wantonly.He should consider leaving the mailbox alone.

After logging out of the mailbox, the whole mood is much better.On the way home, he also went to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and snacks.

This man's rough nerves can't be corrected, even if he has a convulsion every now and then, it won't hurt him for a few hours.

Ren Yuanzhou on the other side was not as chic as Ye Junqiao. He didn't maintain his image as a good student at all at this time.When the teacher was standing on the podium to explain the exercise book, he was looking out the window in a daze.

In fact, there is nothing outside the window. At a glance, there is another teaching building on the opposite side of the window, with a grid of lights, and there are also sitting students and teachers on the podium.

Below are clusters of warm yellow street lights, with tree shadows painted by night and shadowy paths.

The teacher spoke loudly, but nothing entered his ears.

He had made a slip of the tongue at dinner just now, and he was sure of it now.

But not to mention regret or not.

He just felt that he was a little strange recently.

And just a few days ago, he looked at Ye Junqiao in a daze.At that time, he didn't think about anything, he just looked at Ye Junqiao simply.When he came back to his senses, he was startled.

At that time, Ren Yuanzhou seemed to have noticed something vaguely, but he felt that the college entrance examination was the most important thing, so he put this matter aside for now, and said it after the college entrance examination.

But if you think so, whether you can do it or not is another matter.Right now, for example, his thoughts drifted a little far.

"...Ren Yuanzhou!..."

The boy sitting next to Ren Yuanzhou elbowed the master who was blatantly thinking about sneaking in class, and lowered his voice, "Hey, master Ren, the teacher called you."

Ren Yuanzhou came back to his senses and saw that the whole class was focusing on him.The teacher on the podium will burst into flames from his eyes,

"What's there outside the window? Tell me about this big topic!"

The boy next to him lowered his voice quite generously, "The third last question."

Ren Yuanzhou took his exercise booklet and looked at the questions, then went straight to the blackboard and took the chalk to explain.

He didn't talk much, and he didn't even explain much. He only mentioned one key point.But the chalk writing is very beautiful, and the answering process is very smooth.

It is probably to the extent that middle-level students and top students can understand it, and poor students can look at the chalk writing and the typesetting of the answer process and feel unclear.

After finishing a question, the teacher next to him still had a dark face.But it's hard to say anything more, so I said "the more you are in the third year of high school, the more you can't relax, let's go down".

Ren Yuanzhou returned the chalk to the teacher and returned to his seat. After that, he really concentrated a lot.What he wants is first and second, he knows what he needs most now, and the third year of high school really shouldn't waste time on these things.

Autumn is coming and winter is coming, and the first half of the third year of high school will end in a blink of an eye.The leadership of Ren Yuanzhou School seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the holiday is always stuck on that day, even the parent meeting.

For the third consecutive year, Ye Junqiao celebrated three birthdays with parent-teacher meetings.

Fortunately, the parents who participated in Ren Yuanzhou will be very relieved, and they will not worry about getting angry at all.The teacher either doesn't mention his own cub, or mentions it to praise him.

When the parent meeting was over, it was already snowing outside when we went out.It's quite big, and there are many people, and the surrounding green belts are covered with a layer of white.

It took only 5 minutes to walk from the classroom to the parking lot, and my hair and shoulders were covered with snowflakes.

After getting in the car, the two of them dusted off the snow, and Ye Junqiao chatted, "Your teacher said it's better to set a goal. Do you have a university you like?"

Ren Yuanzhou paused in the action of dusting off the snow, and said, "Not yet."

In fact, there is a very famous University of Political Science and Law in other provinces, but for some reason, when Ye Junqiao asked, he subconsciously avoided the topic.

Ye Junqiao didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Anyway, the grades are there, so it's not too late to take the exam first.

As usual, the two went to buy cakes before returning home. When they were walking with the cakes on the side of the road, Ye Junqiao saw the heavy snow and suddenly his heart moved. He took off his gloves and scratched on the green belt with his bare hands like a child. He picked up a handful of snow, dragged Ren Yuanzhou over, and put it on the neck of someone.

Ren Yuanzhou:? ! ! !

Ye Junqiao laughed heartlessly beside him.

This is to bully Ren Yuanzhou, another person can chase him and beat him for half a street without stopping.

After Ye Junqiao finished laughing, he went to help someone pull the snow on his neck, his face still twitching, "Is it cold?"

Luckily, he wasn't too wicked, the part outside his neck was cleaned up after a fiddle.If you tear off the collar and pour it in, it should be all melted by now.

Ren Yuanzhou: "How old are you?"

Ye Junqiao smiled, "Maybe I feel younger than you?"

Ren Yuanzhou: ...

Ye Junqiao was wearing a black windbreaker and a scarf today.When he fiddled with the snow for Ren Yuanzhou, the two of them were very close, without any precautions.

Ren Yuanzhou didn't think much, and suddenly raised his hand and put his hand into Ye Junqiao's scarf, sticking it against Ye Junqiao's neck.

Ye Junqiao twisted and "hissed" at that time, grabbed Ren Yuanzhou's hand and pulled it out, "Is your hand made of ice?"

Ren Yuanzhou looked at this person, bent his lips and smiled, imitating Ye Junqiao's accent, "Is it cold?"

"Are you still excited?" Ye Junqiao held Ren Yuanzhou's hand and squeezed it while disgusted, trying to warm it up.Then I realized what happened to two 1.8-meter men holding hands on the main road.

He took off the other glove and handed it to Ren Yuanzhou, "Where's your glove?"

"Writing is inconvenient, and I'm not used to wearing gloves." Ren Yuanzhou didn't answer either.

"It's really good, why didn't you get frostbite and itched you to death?" Ye Junqiao seemed to be disgusted, and passed the gloves a little closer by the way, "Hurry up and put them on."

Only then did Ren Yuanzhou take it over, holding it in his hand without taking it with him.

Ye Junqiao didn't like to talk nonsense over and over again, so he turned around and saw a stall selling sweet potatoes, bought a big one and handed it to Ren Yuanzhou.The sweet potatoes are roasted warm and exudes a sweet fragrance.

After getting into the car, Ren Yuanzhou's hands were warmed up, and the two of them shared the big sweet potato.

Ye Junqiao suddenly remembered some old things, and jokingly asked, "Have you prepared a birthday present for me this year?"

The author has something to say: I am grateful to the little angel Pingyu and [21588153] the little angel’s landmine~Memoza~