The heartthrob cannon fodder just wants to take the first place in the exam

"I read the homework assigned to you yesterday, and there are very few problems."

The horizontal mobile phone was making a video call, and Xiao Ye in it lowered his eyes quietly, wearing old black-rimmed glasses as usual.

He took an ordinary notebook, drew a few circles with a carbon pen, and showed it to Bai Zi for a close look, his black pupils through the lens were cold.

"These knowledge points are the key points. Let me tell you about possible variations. I will use them to improve my score in the monthly exam."

Bai Ziwei nodded quickly, and highlighted the same place.

The talk of learning from the gods will definitely work.

Xiao Ye's evening after-school tutoring has lasted for more than a week, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every night.

On the second day after Xiao Ye left, he threw two test papers that he had assembled to Bai Ziwei backhandedly, and Bai Ziwei did it in a daze at night.

In the evening of the next day, Xiao Ye sent a detailed explanation of the answers, as well as predictions for the corresponding monthly exam questions.

It has been like this every day since.

I don't know why, but for several days at first, Xiao Ye insisted on neither video nor phone calls, and Bai Ziwei struggled to communicate with him.

Later, the live video broadcast started, and Zong Huai actually stayed to listen. As for whether he understood... Bai Ziwei didn't know.

"Can you accept such an explanation?"

It was not Xiao Ye who said this, but Zong Huai, Bai Zi gave him a slightly surprised look.

With Zong Huai's posture, is he trying to teach him?

On the screen, there was the number one in the city, and next to him was the number one from the bottom. Bai Zi couldn't laugh or cry, even a fool knew who to listen to.

Bai Ziwei patted Zong Huai's shoulder sympathetically: "I'm used to listening, if you have something you don't understand, you can ask me, I'm familiar with Ah Ye's ideas."

Xiao Ye's explanations of the knowledge points are concise and concise, and the topics of the lectures are always pointed to the end, so as to prevent Bai Ziwei from just following his train of thought and forgetting to think.

This teaching method made Bai Ziwei feel a bit difficult at first, and Xiao Ye's thinking speed was too anti-human, but after gradually getting used to it, Bai Ziwei benefited a lot.

It was normal for Zong Huai not to understand at first.

Zong Huai gave a soft "um" and didn't speak again.

Xiao Ye grasped the timing very accurately, when the explanation was coming to an end, it was almost time.

After accepting the new test questions, Bai Ziwei called Xiao Ye nervously: "Otherwise... let's forget about tomorrow's live broadcast? It's better for you to have a good rest. Have you slept very little recently?"

Xiao Ye kept staring at the camera, silently following Bai Ziwei's outline, as if he didn't hear Bai Ziwei's words.

Bai Ziwei called out to him in embarrassment, Xiao Ye came back to his senses, but still looked at Bai Ziwei directly: "No, this is relaxing for me."

The question of telling others for an hour is to relax?

What kind of unbelievable way to relax is this, Bai Zi trembles slightly, is this the god of learning?

In other words, Xiao Ye's current Mathematical Olympiad training has become difficult to break through the sky?

"Then you have to eat well." Bai Ziwei instructed worriedly: "In the past, you always forgot to eat. Look at you, you are skinny. If you continue like this, you will definitely have stomach problems. You will suffer then."

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, as if he was complaining, but Xiao Ye's eyes softened, and he said "um" obediently.

The butler standing next to him kept observing the young master's expression, his eyes changed when he saw this, and he suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

In front of the young boy on the screen, Xiao Ye's whole person changed, his usual gloomy and ruthless eyes disappeared, instead he seemed to be tamed in an invisible cage.

He is only willing to bow his head for that one person.

What is the origin of that boy?

"By the way, Ah Ye, isn't your birthday going to be when you come back?" Bai Ziwei suddenly remembered.

Xiao Ye paused his hands, narrowed his eyes to organize the files on the desktop, and gave a soft "hmm".

Bai Zi smiled slightly at him, pointing to his eyes: "I've been a little short-sighted recently, when you come back, I'll go to the optical shop with you to have it matched, and I'll get you a new pair by the way, as a birthday present for you All right?"

The words were light and happy, so natural that it was a bit deliberate, trying to package this sympathetic gift as an ordinary gift among friends.

Bai Ziwei is trying to help him in the gentlest and most protective way.

Xiao Ye put on the frame without saying a word, there were thin cracks on the faded plastic, which was actually picked up from the trash can at school when he was in junior high school.

At that time, he was discovered by a delinquent boy in the school, and the whole school laughed at him for three years, but Xiao Ye was used to being slandered, and he didn't care about other people's malicious eyes for a long time.

In fact, garbage should be used as garbage, there is nothing wrong with it.

But when everything was unfolded in front of Bai Ziwei, he had experienced an embarrassing taste for a long time. The severe pain of festering and corrupt wounds being forcibly disinfected came to his heart, making Xiao Ye want to break free from his shelter.

And what followed was the unbearably itchy, healing feeling of the new flesh, which was strange and refreshing, and Xiao Ye couldn't stop yearning for the warmth under Bai Zi's tiny wings.

The ugliest appearance has been seen long ago, without ridicule or contempt, Xiao Ye only received his gentle comfort and healing.

Always be careful not to hurt him.

Softly as if it doesn't exist.

"Okay." Xiao Ye hurriedly responded, not daring to look into Bai Ziwei's eyes, and hung up the video call.

Bai Ziwei looked at the phone that suddenly went dark: "...?"

what happened?

The phone hangs up.

Xiao Ye took off his black-rimmed glasses, put them quietly on the table, and rubbed Shan Gen wearily.

He also suppressed the urge to burst out of the sour corners of his eyes.

"Sir, this is made for you by the master."

The butler standing next to him respectfully handed over the exquisite sandalwood box, which contained exquisite and beautiful gold-rimmed glasses in the velvet.

The old man ordered a lot of suits and dresses for him, each of which was expensive and elegant. His old glasses were out of place, and the old man Xiao probably didn't like it for a long time.

The gift from the Xiao family must be extraordinary.

But Xiao Ye has no interest, he only cares about the gift that Bai Ziwei mentioned just now, which is more worthy of his cherishment.

He took it politely, put it on lightly in front of the butler, and asked the butler to convey his thanks in a neutral manner.

The butler smiled kindly, turned around and left after a few words of courtesy, and Xiao Ye also took off his brand new gold-rimmed glasses.

Everything about the Xiao family weighed him down.

Although he had no doubts about all the choices he had made, he was still exhausted and just wanted to go home now.

Accompany the little sheep to do the exams, see his emotions, and participate in his life for a moment.

There are too many people with bad intentions around Little Sheep, Zong Huai just sat in his room like that, but he has no reason or qualification to expel him.

I was afraid that the little sheep would be kidnapped and leave him forever.

...It would be great if it could be kept in captivity.

Xiao Ye's eyes were gloomy, and he kept rubbing the carbon pen in his hand like a sick man, showing some unbearable restraint.

There is an obvious crack in the cap of the pen.

The monthly exam went smoothly, Xiao Ye is worthy of being a god of learning, and every night he passed the key points in the tutoring exam.

It was as if Xiao Ye had drawn the scope of the exam, and the teacher who wrote the questions would choose among them. Bai Ziwei was full of confidence, and he would definitely get the first place this time!

The end of the monthly exam was supposed to be a brief relaxation, and the final exam would start in two days.

But Bai Ziwei fell into a new nightmare-on the day of the school celebration performance, Bai Ziwei was dragged into a strong man again.

"When I asked for leave before, didn't I say that I could not participate..." Bai Zi shrank in his seat, grabbed Zong Huai's clothes, and used the tall one as a shield.

"That was before, now is a special situation, the organization needs you!"

The literary and art committee's fighting power was astonishing, and they even took Zong Huai away. The little girl's eyes sparkled: "That's right! I heard that the two leading actors have diarrhea, so you two at the same table can do it together!"

Bai Ziwei: "..."

It is reasonable to suspect that it is the poison of the literary and art committee!

The show is an ancient duet, but Class 3 arranged the lead singer next to the stage, and in the middle they found a few handsome men and beautiful women to perform mimes.

Fortunately, the acting plot is very simple. On the way of being dragged to the Guofeng Club to try on clothes, Bai Ziwei took a general look. He will play a little prince who goes into exile after the country is broken, but he only needs to run around with other characters throughout the whole process.

"The foreign proton is Zong Huai, and Princess Anning is you, so who is the assassin?"

Bai Ziwei pointed to the protagonist column on the cast list, and asked the literary and art committee member blankly. It was written at least three times in the script that he was picked up and snatched away by assassins, and Bai Ziwei was speechless.

Just arrived at the activity room of the Guofeng Club, the art committee member smiled mysteriously, and opened the door "dangdangdang".

"here."

Bai Ziwei was taken aback by the sloppy voice, and unexpectedly saw Jiang Yu who came out lazily, leaning against the door with a half-smile.

Jiang Yu had long changed into a sassy knightly outfit, leaning against the door with his sword in his arms, his skin darkened a lot, and the corners of his ruthless peach blossom eyes became more wild, and he really had the spirit of a knight who wandered the rivers and lakes.

He really came back from leave!

Bai Ziwei quickly smiled and said, "Why are you back? I didn't say it earlier." Mother Bai will definitely celebrate.

Jiang Yu shrugged, looked at Bai Ziwei with a smile, and said nothing.

He shook off the scabbard, reached out and pulled Bai Ziwei, who staggered a few steps in a daze, and was pushed to Jiang Yu's side.

"Robbery, this little prince is pretty good-looking, so it's mine."

Seeing the silly rabbit getting closer, Jiang Yu smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, just as he was about to hug him and lower his head to rub his hair, Bai Ziwei was suddenly pulled away again.

"..." Looking up, Zong Huai still stood where he was, but stretched out his hand to grab Bai Ziwei's slender wrist.

The big hand grips the ground tightly, and it is inevitable.

Jiang Yu frowned fiercely, and looked at Zong Huai's indifferent blue eyes coldly, neither of them had a good look.

Damn, he's not at home, something happened.

[The author has something to say: I just ate melons this afternoon, and I didn’t even bother to type!Guagua shocked my whole family and threw up.In addition, the lock seal can only be reviewed tomorrow, don't worry]