Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Chen Putao looked up at Ji Yichuan.

The other party lowered their eyes and looked at each other. The narrow peach eyes, clean jaw line, and raised Adam's apple all showed the unique and superior appearance of the person in front of him.

Chen Putao swallowed, licked his lips, looked at Ji Yichuan's smiling eyes, and silently put down the collection of essays in his hand.

"Not upright?"

Ji Yichuan got closer, the mole on the eyelid became more conspicuous.

"It's not upright anymore, if someone can see it, let's see it." Chen Putao scratched his head, and turned his head away unconsciously, but he didn't want to look at Ji Yichuan.

A chuckle from the person behind made him turn his head again.

Chen Putao's eyes leaked some reproach, and his eyes fell on Ji Yichuan lightly, with a hint of embarrassment.

"why are you laughing?"

Ji Yichuan shook his head, stopped the corners of his mouth from curling up in time, propped his chin up with one hand, and said with some regret, "Mr. Wang's side is hard to let go, we probably won't be able to get out for half a month."

Chen Putuo realized that the other party was deliberately changing the subject, so he glanced at Ji Yichuan connivingly, and followed his words in a good-tempered manner, "Teacher Wang's words sounded so firm, the vacation must not be available. Then simply After the training is over, go out in half a month and question Zhang Donghai carefully."

Half a month later, the Spring Festival was approaching. Chen Putao originally intended to go to Zhang Donghai alone, but Ji Yichuan was so relieved that he insisted on pestering Chen Putao to go with him.

The two of them made an agreement to meet Chen Putao at the gate of Chen Putao's house at eight o'clock the next morning after returning home.

Just as the appointment was made, the class bell rang as promised.

Chen Putao raised his head and looked towards the podium, only then did he notice that Wang Zhong had arrived at some point.

The lecture theater was not small, and Wang Zhong stood at the very front, unexpectedly failing to notice the whispering of the two people behind him.

"Let's start class so soon?" Chen Putao clicked his tongue, sat up straight on purpose, took out a peaked cap from his bag, and wanted to put it on for Ji Yichuan.

"Squat down and sneak out through the back door, Teacher Wang should not be able to see."

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes obediently, tilted his waist, squatted down, and obediently lowered his chin so that the black peaked cap could be safely worn on his head.

There are two pictures displayed on the PPT. Wang Zhong pointed to the two pictures, raised his head, and looked around the class, "Which student can briefly explain what these two pictures describe? If you are asked to write a composition, you What is your intention?"

Looking around, Wang Zhong keenly saw that Chen Putao lowered his head, half of his face was hidden under the desk, and he was a little dissatisfied.

"Chen Putao, come on, you can answer, what is described in this picture, and how do you intend to write your composition?"

Chen Putao did not expect that he was so unlucky that Wang Zhong would be drawn by sitting in the farthest corner.

He propped his hands on the table, as if exhausting all the strength of his arms, he stood up slowly, looked at the picture for the first time, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking carefully.

But only he himself knew the reason, beside his legs, Ji Yichuan didn't seem to have expected this change, or didn't dare to, so he squatted under the desk, leaning on the spring chair behind his back, and looked up at him in a daze.

Chen Putao didn't speak for a while, which made Wang Zhong feel incredible, "You don't know this question? Isn't the meaning of this picture obvious?"

The entire lecture theater was too big, so Wang Zhong had to wonder if Chen Putao said something, but he didn't hear it.

He took a few steps forward and looked back from a distance.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."

With a curled up body almost clinging to her calf, Chen Putao lost the thought of answering in class, and her heart beat violently.

He glanced down vaguely, his eyes full of warning.

His calf swayed slightly, his knees were slightly bent, according to his height, his knees were almost touching Ji Yichuan's thin waist, his lips moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Stay away from me, Teacher Wang is ahead, you're here again?"

Ji Yichuan lowered his peaked cap, from Chen Putao's perspective, he could only see a small piece of clean chin exposed.

Soon, the entire handsome face was exposed, and he waved his hands innocently, indicating that he hadn't done anything.

"Go through the back door quickly, and I'll block it for you."

While Chen Putuo was speaking, his lips and teeth moved. Wang Zhong stood in front of him and watched him touch his lips back and forth, but he just couldn't hear a word clearly.

He was in a hurry.

"Speak louder!" Wang Zhong ran out of patience, and looked at all the students as a warning, "From now on, in my class, everyone will sit forward for me. Chen Putao, especially you, you will sit there for me from now on .

Wang Zhong pointed to the seat in the first row closest to the podium, which is now vacant.

"Come on, don't wait for the next class, pack up your things now and sit there."

Chen Putao was taken aback.

He looked at the entire classroom. In fact, the students who came to train were all extremely good, with much stronger self-control than ordinary students. Most of them gathered in the front and middle of the class, but it was the first class after all, and the students were all from different schools. , are still very unfamiliar with each other, which leads to piles of scattered students scattered in the entire ladder teacher.

Chen Putao was an exception, he sat at the end alone, now he could only listen to Wang Zhong's words, pack up his bags and sit in the front.

He had something on his mind, his hands and feet moved slowly, he bent down, and patted Ji Yichuan's chest with warning eyes.

"I'm leaving right now."

Knowing that Chen Putao was leaving, Ji Yichuan had no desire to stay any longer, so he pressed down on the brim of his hat and said in a low voice, "I'll pick you up after class."

"it is good."

Chen Putao quickly stood up, and deliberately slapped the collection of essays on the table hard, so as to cover up the sound of Ji Yichuan's cat waist leaving.

He didn't look back, but met Wang Zhong's gaze, and sat in the first row with his bag on his shoulders.

During a class, he looked at Wang Zhong's straight eyes, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Next door, Ji Yichuan had just left the back door, took off his hat, and knocked on the door.

Li Wen had just finished explaining some precautions in the math class. She followed the knock on the door and looked at the visitor. Realizing that she was late, she was obviously taken aback, and then a little unhappy.

The visitor did not have the haste that a latecomer would have. Instead, he exuded a sense of laziness. Li Wen took a glance and noticed that he was almost empty-handed, except for a peaked cap held in his right hand.

Li Wen frowned.

"What is your name?"

She picked up the roster casually, and waited for a reply with her ear sideways, and tapped the cap of the pen on the podium once or twice.

"Ji Yichuan."

She was a little familiar, but for a while, she couldn't remember where she had heard it before. She flipped through the roster, found Ji Yichuan's name from top to bottom, and wanted to circle his name fiercely and make a note of him.

But what Li Wen didn't expect was that she found the word Ji Yichuan almost without spending any time.

The reason is simple, the number one on the roster is Ji Yichuan.

The order of the lists on the roster is very simple and rude, that is, they are sorted from high to low according to the results of the preliminary math competition.

Li Wen suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a good seedling that Wang Zhong had introduced to herself last night, Ji Yichuan.

She was dumb, and looked at Ji Yichuan standing in front of her again, and it seemed to be a little more pleasing to her eyes.

"Come in first, don't do this in the future."

Ji Yichuan thanked him naturally, and randomly found an empty seat with few people around and sat down.

It was only then that Li Wen realized that this good young man was obviously a boy, but he left a playful little prick, which swayed up and down slightly as he walked.

Quite a personality.