What kind of evil can a puppy have?

Yuan Ye turned on the phone, and the record settlement page popped up on the screen.

Four words, terrible.

After quitting, he really received an email that he was reported to have deducted points, and he deducted six points.

He found Le Zaili's number and dialed a number, and he answered the phone after several calls.

With his palms on the edge of the sink, Yuanye asked impatiently, "What are you doing? It's so late."

Le Zaili's voice was three parts weak, three parts aggrieved and four parts outraged, "Brother Yuan, I'm in the infirmary now."

Yuan Ye was taken aback, "Infirmary? Where are you going?"

Le Zaili faltered and couldn't say a word, Yuanye had limited patience, said "wait there" in a hurry and hung up the phone.

The infirmary at the sports meeting was very lively. The beds were almost full, and the benches were full of people. The room smelled of disinfectant and povidone iodine.

A voice came from the corner, "Brother Yuan! I'm here!"

Yuan Ye heard the sound and looked, and saw Le Zaili sitting on a light green plastic chair with a pale face, with a bottle hanging in his left hand, and waved his right hand weakly at him twice.

"How did you become like this?" Yuan Ye walked up to him through the crowds and asked in disgust.

Le Zaili glanced at Yuan Ye resentfully, "Brother Yuan, what are you talking about...you agreed to watch my game..."

...Yes, Le Zaili has a 5000-meter race coming up.

Yuanye kicked his calf, "Sit over."

Le Zaili dragged the bottle to the right corner, clutching his left hand aggrievedly, "Brother Yuan, be careful, don't touch it, the nurse who gave me the injection is really incompetent, it hurts me to death."

After he finished speaking, he was stared at by the nurse who was dispensing the medicine in front of him, and he shrank his neck in fright.

Yuan Ye glanced at him coldly, "Look at you, how many laps did you run for 5000 meters?"

"Two, two laps."

"Don't say you know me when you go out, shame on you."

Le Zaili said unconvinced: "The most important thing is to participate, and the monitor helped me when I fell down! It's worth it!"

Yuan Ye lazily talked to him, subconsciously pushed his arm with his elbow, and he let out an "ow" in surprise, covering his arm with tears in his eyes, "Brother Yuan! It hurts!"

"...Can you be promising?" Yuanye glanced at him and asked, "Do you know Song Jingzhou?"

"Song Jingzhou? I don't know him, but I've heard of it." Le Zaili rubbed his arms and asked, "What's the matter? Did that kid offend you? I'll beat him up for you!"

Yuan Ye looked him up and down, "Can you touch someone's face when you jump up?"

1.7 meters five Le Zaili: ...

"Help me to ask him what kind of object he is looking for." Yuan Ye got up, before Le Zaili could ask anything else, "I'll go to the barber shop, if you ask, come and find me."

***

Le Zaili followed Yuan Ye's buttocks, looked at his head and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, covering his mouth with his hands until his face turned red.

Yuanye's hair was only bleached a week ago, and it has been bleached twice. Now the roots are still golden yellow. After shaved, it looks like a kiwi fruit from a distance, and it is still a rotten kiwi fruit.

Yuanye stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, turned around and raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, and said, "Can I trouble you to stop laughing? This makes me sound uncomfortable."

Le Zai had goosebumps all over his body. He rubbed his arms and complained, "Brother Yuan, why are we being stimulated? I'm afraid of you."

Yuan Ye smiled happily: "What's the name 'Brother', we are all classmates, just call me by my name."

Le Zaili: ...?

It's over, Brother Yuan seems to have shaved his brain!

He ran up and grabbed Yuan Ye's arm, and said angrily, "Let's go! Brother Yuan! Let's talk to the owner of the barber shop! Let him pay you for your brain!"

Yuan Ye: ...or want to twist his head, what should I do?

After returning to school, he went straight to Song Jingzhou's dormitory, wanting him to see if the new hairstyle suits him.

It was the man hugging Song Jingzhou in the toilet who came to open the door. Seeing him, he was startled again, took a step back, and asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Is Song Jingzhou there?" Yuan Ye tried his best to soften his tone and expression, and the smile on his face almost froze.

The man's nose twitched, his expression seemed disgusted, his hand on the door frame suddenly tightened, and he stammered, "He, he's not here, he's back home."

"Oh," Yuanye asked persistently, "then when will he come back?"

"After the sports meeting is over, what's the matter for you? If you are in a hurry, can I contact him for you?"

Yuanye thought carefully about whether it was urgent for Song Jingzhou to see his new hairstyle, and finally refused: "No, thank you."

After Yuanye left, Wei Ziyue quickly closed the door of the dormitory, patted his chest and said to the others with lingering fear: "Just now a yellow-haired man came to Song Jingzhou with an unfriendly expression. Did Old Song offend someone?"

Luo Tianqi was playing a game, and said casually, "Call him and ask him and he will know."

Wei Ziyue waved his hand, "Come on, Lao Song lost contact as soon as he got home. I'll ask again on Monday."

***

Two days after the sports meeting, Yuan Ye was finally promoted to the King of Glory, but he didn't attend until four o'clock in the morning last night.

He is a junior this year, and he has four classes a week, so he has so much free time.

Le Zaili is still catching up on sleep in the Internet cafe box, while he yawns and walks out of the Internet cafe.

Brother Wang at the front desk was quite surprised to see him, "Eh? Where is Xiao Yuan going this early in the morning? If you want breakfast, Brother Wang has everything you need, and if you don't have it, just tell me and I'll buy it for you."

Yuan Ye waved his hand, "Go to class."

Brother Wang blinked his eyes, confused, did he hear correctly?Yuan Ye actually said early in the morning that he was going to class? ? ?

Yuan Ye had no class today, so he asked Le Zaili to get Song Jingzhou's class schedule, so he was going to "scramble class".

He yawned again, clutching the back of his neck and turning twice, his bones cracked.

"Le Zaili really has a lot of tricks, and you have to meet him offline if you want to play a black game in the third row."

One of the teammates he was looking for in the third row was Le Zaili, and the other was the wild king of another school. The three of them cooperated with each other and scored very fast.

But Le Zai Lifei thinks that team mics are not easy to use, and they want to play together offline. The three of them are from different schools, so they can only meet at an Internet cafe.After beating, he would sleep on the sofa for a few hours, feeling sore and uncomfortable everywhere.

In the early morning of autumn, dew began to appear, and the wind blew through and brought a chilly air, which was really cold.

Yuan Ye rubbed his head and muttered, "It's really cold without hair."

"Buy a hat."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, Yuan Ye woke up after dozing off in an instant.

He turned around and saw Song Jingzhou wearing a light khaki sweater with a white shirt. The sweater was made of cashmere and looked very soft.The hair is also soft and fluffy, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, with a little smile.

Beauty today is also a very beautiful day!

"Morning." Yuan Ye greeted obediently, "Why are you here?"

Song Jingzhou smiled lightly, "Go to class."

Wilderness walked side by side with him, looking straight at him, only the tip of his nose could be seen...

Gan!Forget about heightening the pads!

"I'm going to class too, let's go together?"

Song Jingzhou did not refuse.

Then Yuan Ye followed him all the way to the school gate, then to the same teaching building, stood at the same classroom door, walked in together, and sat down beside him.

Song Jingzhou took out the book and put it away, but was interrupted by Yuanye just as he was about to say something.

Yuan Ye propped his head on his hands, and lied without blushing: "I plan to take this course next semester, and I'm here to test the waters today."

Song Jingzhou was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Well, but our teacher is very strict, you have to listen carefully to the class."

On the surface, Yuanye agreed well, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Who should pay attention to the class with a beauty by his side!Besides, how could there be so many teachers who could see it.

However, he gradually realized that something was wrong - why are there so many people in this class?

This is a small classroom with only 68 seats. It will be the last 5 minutes before the class starts, but the seats are almost full.

Wei Ziyue came, and was frightened again when he saw Yuanye for the third time. He sat on the left side of Song Jingzhou and whispered to him. Song Jingzhou glanced at Yuanye and replied calmly.

"He said he was here to rub the class."

The way Wei Ziyue looked at Yuan Ye changed in an instant, as if he was looking at a brave warrior and gave him a thumbs up.

The bad premonition in Yuan Ye's heart gradually became stronger, the class bell rang, the teacher walked in, casually glanced at the class, all seats were full, and opened the textbook with satisfaction.

"Okay, when we're all here, let's begin..."

"report!"

As the "report" sounded, Yuan Ye finally understood what Song Jingzhou had just said about "strictness" and what his roommate meant when he gave him the thumbs up.

This is a small class class, and the seats are exactly the number of people enrolled in the class!And the teacher is very strict, no one dares to skip class!

This also means...he took the place of others.

The teacher pushed his glasses, "Which class are you in? Did you go to the wrong classroom?"

The man scratched his face, took a step back and looked at the classroom number, "Mr. Yang, I did not go wrong. I chose your class, Western Economics."

The teacher frowned, "But our class is already full."

The man looked around the classroom in a daze, and suddenly fixed his eyes on Yuanye. He was overjoyed, pointed at him and said, "Teacher! That bald man with yellow hair is not from our class!"

Yuan Ye: ...a bald head with yellow hair?

Wei Ziyue covered his mouth and laughed, but Song Jingzhou looked at the book calmly.

All eyes of the class were on him, and they were discussing him in whispers.

If it were someone else, this would be the scene of a large-scale social death, but who is Yuan Ye?The skin is thicker than the corners of the city wall.

He stood up calmly, stepped out of his seat, and said to the teacher on the podium: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I didn't know that the seat for this class was scheduled, so I came to the class and caused trouble for you."

Hehe, he is so polite and well-behaved!

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but just as he walked to the back door, Teacher Yang said suddenly: "That Huang...student, you wait."

Yuanye turned around, with a smirk on his face, "Teacher Yang, my name is Yuanye."

"Oh, former classmate, you said you were here to avoid class?" The teacher moved the chair on the podium outside the podium, "I just like studious students like you, come on, move this stool and find a place Sit down and listen to the class."

Wilderness:?