My Star [Campus]

After being beaten up by Li Xingyu, Du Hui was in a particularly bad mood, so he skipped his evening self-study, climbed over the wall and went out of school to play games in an Internet cafe.

When he just came out of the Internet cafe, he was still in a daze when someone grabbed his arm and carried him outside into a dark alley.

Du Hui still didn't understand after being covered in a sack and beaten severely.

Who is this seeking revenge?

When he was resting at home with a bruised nose, a swollen face and aching body the next day, and was scolded by his father who had been making money outside and had his bank card suspended, Du Hui still didn't understand.

When did he mess with someone he shouldn't?

Could it be that it was really Li Xingyu?

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Because he took someone to beat Du Hui up, Yan Feicheng didn't go back to school at night, and slept at home directly, and rushed back early the next morning.

When he arrived at school, the preparatory bell for early self-study had already rang.

Lao Wang had already told Lao Lin that when Yan Feicheng came in with his schoolbag, he just stood on the podium and raised his eyelids to take a look.

Yan Feicheng smiled obediently at Lao Lin, and walked to his seat.

Li Xingyu was staring out of the window in a daze when he heard the movement and turned his head.

The wound on the corner of his mouth was already bruised and purple after a night, and it was particularly ferocious on that fair face.

Yan Feicheng's eyes darkened, his smile remained unchanged, and he sat down and asked softly, "Have you applied any medicine to the wound?"

Li Xingyu said casually, "There is no need to take medicine for this small injury." The topic changed, "You didn't come back last night?"

Yan Feicheng didn't change his face, "It's ten o'clock after class, and I didn't have time to come back, so I stayed at home for one night."

It seems that Mr. Lin didn't finish class on time at 09:30 because of the first class last night.

Li Xingyu nodded, and did not speak again under Lao Lin's burning gaze.

After the morning reading class, the two went to the cafeteria to have breakfast together.

Back in the classroom, Yan Feicheng took out a tube of ointment from his schoolbag, "Xing Xing, look up, I'll give you some medicine."

Li Xingyu muttered about what kind of medicine should be given for this small injury, while actively raising his head slightly to facilitate Yan Feicheng's movements.

Yan Feicheng picked out a cotton swab and squeezed some toothpaste on the cotton swab.

He fixed Li Xingyu's chin with one hand, lowered his head and moved closer, holding a cotton swab in his right hand and gently dabbing on the wound at the corner of Li Xingyu's mouth.

Li Xingyu's heart beat a little faster.

Yan Feicheng's face was very close to him, those dark eyes were staring at his wound with incomparable concentration, and his lips were pursed unconsciously.

Yan Feicheng is really good-looking, with narrow and long phoenix eyes that are naturally affectionate, there seems to be a faint smile on his brows and eyes forever, and the curved corners of his mouth are always ruffian.

Li Xingyu thought endlessly.

Yan Feicheng actually trembled a little.

He deliberately moved his face closer, looking at Li Xingyu's suddenly trembling eyelashes, a little itchy.

But he still applied the ointment obediently. The white ointment covered the bruises and was slowly melted by the body temperature.

After applying the ointment, Yan Feicheng raised his eyes to meet Li Xingyu's.

Both pairs of eyes were watching each other quietly. For some unknown reason, Li Xingyu did not avoid it, and Yan Feicheng did not move away.

A mysterious and strange atmosphere spread around the two of them.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the front door of the class, "What are the two behind you doing!"

As if waking up from a dream, Li Xingyu broke free from Yan Feicheng's hand and took an unnatural step back.

Yan Feicheng was also a little embarrassed, but also secretly happy.

The dean walked across the entire class aggressively, and said angrily, "Why are you so preoccupied with falling in love at such a young age? Is it so difficult to survive in just three years? You must fall in love at such an important stage of high school." ? Let me tell you, this is a punishment..."

The last sentence stuck in his throat when he saw the whole picture of the two people behind him.

He looked at Li Xingyu, who was indifferent, and Yan Feicheng, who was smiling helplessly, not knowing what to say.

He naturally knew these two elders, even if he didn't know them, he could still tell that they were boys.

Yan Fei took the cotton swab in Yang's hand, with an innocent face, "Mr. Yang, what did we do? Just rub some medicine, he accidentally scratched the corner of his mouth yesterday..." Lying without changing his face, Yan Fei Cheng changed the subject, "Teacher, when are you going to get a pair of glasses?"

The dean was so embarrassed that he forcibly suppressed the desire to complain after listening to Yan Feicheng's explanation.

As far as this injury was concerned, it looked like someone had beaten it, and Yan Feicheng was ashamed to say that it was Li Xingyu who knocked it out by himself.

Hearing Yan Feicheng's question, he touched his shiny forehead, knowing he was right, and said with a dry smile, "You're right, it's time to get a pair of glasses."

Then turn around and leave.

It's too embarrassing, let's run quickly.

When the dean slipped away, the students in the class burst into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, Li Xingyu pretended to be calm and thanked Yan Feicheng, and fiddled with his hair twice to cover his red hot ears.

Yan Feicheng seemed calm, and he was able to chat and laugh with the classmates who came over to joke, but Yu Guang paid attention to Li Xingyu's every move, and his heart was restless.

Damn, so cute, miss the sun.

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Yan Feicheng showed his extraordinary talent after he started to attend the mathematics competition class.

Every Friday night and Saturday afternoon, he would go to the Experimental Middle School to attend classes. With his flexible thinking and innovative solutions, he won the favor of Mr. Lin and the attention of the top students.

Li Xingyu's tutoring on weekends allowed him to consolidate and perfect his math foundation.

His mathematical abilities improved at an astonishing rate.

When he first entered the competition class, he was still the bottom one in the exam. Later, his ranking improved rapidly, and he could improve by five or six places in one test.

There were a total of thirty students in the competition class, and after a few tests, he had jumped into the top three.

This terrifying speed of improvement also greatly stimulated the students in the competition class. Thinking that they failed the exam or that they would soon be overtaken by Yan Feicheng, a ten-thousand-year-old scumbag, everyone started studying hard, and the learning atmosphere in the competition class for a while Unprecedented richness, Mr. Lin was amazed to see it.

In the most recent monthly exam, Yan Feicheng got a high score of 140 in mathematics, a gap of 28 points from the second-best student in mathematics.

However, he has given up studying other subjects and did not take the exam, and his total score is only 140.

——Old Wang learned of Yan Feicheng's amazing talent from Teacher Lin and made a decisive decision. He took Yan Feicheng's transcripts from several competition tests to find other teachers, and persuaded them to let Yan Feicheng study mathematics during this period of time. Give up the subject temporarily, and come back to make up lessons if you don't win a prize in the math competition.

So Yan Feicheng reads mathematics and does mathematics all day long, even when eating, he will pop up a few mathematical formulas out of the blue.

After he really studied it, he really became interested in mathematics, so he was willing to work hard for it.

At the same time, Li Xingyu's grades were also slowly improving in the monthly exams, from the seventh from the bottom to the bottom seventy.

Zhou Yuan was aggrieved and said that the boss didn't love him anymore and wouldn't join him on the last throne. Jian Xin cut off his head and forced him to read.

Even Li Xingyu and Zhou Yuan, who was the number one and number two from the bottom all year round, started to study, and seeing Yan Feicheng gnawed on the math problems every day, the students in Class [-] felt unprecedented pressure.

If you don't hurry to learn, the people behind will catch up!

So the students who were holding their breath picked up their books and started to study.

Lao Lin smiled gratifiedly as he looked at the people in Class [-] who, led by Yan Feicheng, Li Xingyu, and Zhou Yuan, devoted themselves to learning with unprecedented enthusiasm.

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[Before arresting] Dean of teaching: Hey hey, look what I found?A young couple in love! ! !

[When arresting people] Dean:? ? ?

[After arresting someone] Dean: I don't want face QAQ