There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

That night, Ye Qinghe barely fell asleep.

He got up early the next morning, and when he arrived at the courtyard, he found that Bu Sangyu was already practicing.

Having been a roommate with Bu Sangyu for so long, Ye Qinghe also knows that this guy is a typical morning sickness, this is the first time he saw Bu Sangyu practicing in the morning, he couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Why is it so early today?"

Bu Sangyu just finished a big week, and said in a muffled voice: "This trip to the world feels that I lack a lot, and I need to cultivate more skills to be the right way."

Ye Qinghe was taken aback by what he said, it turned out that he was not the only one who realized something.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go to morning class." Bu Sangyu didn't intend to continue chatting with Ye Qinghe, and stood up directly and said.

Ye Qinghe nodded, and was about to send Bu Sangyu away when the courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhong Ya walked in from the outside.

After Zhong Ya was slightly taken aback, he snorted heavily, walked past Ye Qinghe quickly, and bumped him on the shoulder.

Then he walked into the dormitory room and slammed the door shut.

Hearing the loud sound of the door being slammed shut, Bu Sangyu couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with this man?"

They went down to the mortal world and risked their lives to retrieve the Soul-Gathering Grass for him, without even a word of thanks.

Ye Qinghe seemed much calmer, and said lightly: "Let's go."

Originally, it was because of him that Zhongya fell into Zhongya's hands. With his current attitude, he didn't have much to say.

Ye Qing and himself both said that, so it was naturally inconvenient for Bu Sangyu to say more, so he nodded and went to the main hall of Hengcai Palace with Ye Qinghe.

When the two came to the main hall, they found that everyone was already there. Seeing Ye Qinghe enter, the expressions of the other students suddenly changed subtly.

And amidst the messy inspection, Meng Xiaomiao's crisp voice sounded: "Deskmate Ye, hello."

"At the same table?" Ye Qinghe had a little smile in his eyes, walked up to Meng Xiaomiao and sat down, and said with a smile, "Why do you say that?"

Meng Xiaomiao had a smile in her eyes, as if she knew a big secret, she leaned into Ye Qinghe's ear, and whispered: "Hanshu Xianjun said that he would reassign us, I will ask, I am you Our future tablemate!"

"Huh?" Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask, at this moment, Hanshu just walked in from the door. Coincidentally, when he looked up, he happened to see Ye Qinghe who was whispering to the cute little meow .

The petite girl leaned against Ye Qinghe, with a sweet smile on her face, while Ye Qinghe's expression was soothing, with a faint smile in his eyes, just looking at it made people feel comfortable.

Four words "golden boy and jade girl" suddenly flashed in Hanshu's mind.

For some reason, his good mood for the day ended at this moment, and the smile on his lips couldn't hold back, so he had to force himself to look away, cough lightly to signal the students to be quiet, and then put on the majesty of a teacher.

Seeing Hanshu come in, Ye Qinghe immediately sat upright, waiting for Hanshu to look at him.

However, Han Shu glanced around the classroom, only missing Ye Qinghe, he turned and walked up to the podium, and said softly: "I think some students already know that we plan to rearrange your seats today."

The students would not study why Hanshu changed seats, they just accepted it happily because they found it new.

Han Shu then began to recite the new position step by step. When Ye Qinghe came, he paused slightly, and then slowly said: "The position of Meng Xiaomao remains unchanged, and Ye Qinghe is sitting next to her."

At this time, Meng Xiaomiao turned her head happily, made a face at Ye Qinghe, and said, "Look, I'm right."

In Ye Qinghe's eyes, Meng Xiaomiao is just an ignorant little sister. Hearing what she said, Ye Qinghe smiled along with her.

However, when this smile fell into Hanshu's eyes, it made him feel extremely glaring.

Han Shu couldn't help frowning, and speeded up the reading. After all the seats were arranged, he didn't want to stay here for a moment. After saying "you study by yourself", he turned and left the classroom.

Ye Qinghe didn't think too much about it. After Hanshu left, he opened the training manual in his hand.

This was compiled by Wenqu Xingjun for the students in the training class. Ye Qinghe used to think that his spells were not bad, so he didn't even read them. But this time, he changed his mind and planned to study seriously.

Unexpectedly, not long after this self-study class, Zhong Ya came in from the outside.

Seeing the classroom that had completely changed seats, he was taken aback for a moment, but soon noticed that Ye Qinghe was actually sitting in his seat.

Zhong Ya's face changed instantly, he came to Ye Qinghe's side with a sullen face, knocked on the table heavily, and said coldly: "Who told you to sit here?"

The classroom was already very quiet, but when Zhong Ya said this, the hall became even quieter. Everyone quietly raised their heads and looked in the direction of Ye Qinghe and Zhong Ya.

Ye Qinghe didn't look up, but his gaze was still on the book in his hand.

He didn't intend to answer Zhong Ya's question.

But Zhong Ya felt that he had been ignored, his face became even uglier, and his voice became heavier and he questioned again: "Didn't you hear me when I asked you?"

Meng Xiaomiao, who was sitting next to her, was startled by Zhong Ya's hostile tone, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, Qi Qi Ai said: "Zhong, Zhong Ya, Qinghe didn't take your place, because just now..."

"I didn't talk to you." Zhong Ya interrupted Meng Xiaomiao's words in a cold voice, his eyes were still fixed on Ye Qinghe: "Why don't you look at me?"

Ye Qinghe read the book for a long time, and finally couldn't help sneering, raised his head, looked Zhong Ya up and down, and said with a smile: "You clearly heard what Meng Xiaomiao said, and you know that I didn't steal your position , why do you still ask me why I don't look at you, do you look good?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom, Zhong Ya's face turned red from the laughter, turned his head angrily, and glared at the others viciously.

As far as the eyes could see, the other students covered their mouths instantly, not daring to speak anymore.

The lobby fell silent again.

Zhong Ya lost face, hated Ye Qinghe even more, and said viciously: "You wait!"

He walked towards the only empty seat in the classroom.

At this time, Wenqu Xingjun just came in from the outside.

As the busiest immortal in Tiangong, Wenqu Xingjun is the person in charge of the entire practice class, but he rarely has the opportunity to come over to give lessons to the students. Seeing him appear, everyone's attention is diverted from Zhongya and Ye Qinghe's little one. The conflict was shifted away, and I began to concentrate on listening to Wenqu Xingjun's class.

At the end of the class, Mr. Wenqu Xing suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I will take you to Fantaoyuan to do voluntary labor in two days. Two groups, you form a team by yourself, and then ask me to register."

Mr. Wenqu Xing was very busy. After saying this, he didn't have time to procrastinate, so he left the lobby immediately.