Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Meng Jia's shy girlish attitude made Pei Hanmo more sure that before his arrival, the two were flirting and doing what couples should do.

This realization made him furious, and another kind of fire called jealousy grew stronger and stronger, and he even turned red and wanted to bring Song Ye in front of him for questioning.

But he can't, he's not qualified.

I could only hold on to my homework and try my best to suppress my emotions.

The first time Song Ye saw him, he remembered what happened yesterday when he was teased, and before he got angry, he was fooled by the other party's ugly face.

what's the situation?

Why is Pei Han so strange?

Who provoked him?

"If I remember correctly, the teaching building for art students is on the north side." Pei Hanmo said ruthlessly. He is a student who the discipline committee has the right to name and skip classes, and he will not show mercy just because he is a girl.

Meng Jia was startled by his eyes and stuttered: "I, just come, come to find Song Ye, I have something..."

As she spoke, she blinked her watery eyes and looked at Song Ye, wanting him to say a few words for her. It is rumored that the high school god is cold and unfriendly, and no one told her that the school god is so terrible when he is fierce!

Yesterday she also saw Song Ye and Xueshen getting so close, they seemed to have a good relationship, so they should be easy to talk to.

Unexpectedly, after Song Ye received her help signal, he stepped back and opened the distance between the two of them.

Meng Jia:"??"

Are you serious about taking a half-step back?

Song Ye finally understood that Pei Hanmo was using this method to attract the attention of his sweetheart. Meng Jia was good-looking, and because she was an art student, she could dress up as she wanted, so she was the goddess most of the boys in the school had a crush on.

There are many people who pursue her. For example, like Zhao Jingming, who pursues the goddess as the sky, Meng Jia doesn't even like it.Pei Hanmo must have wanted to find another way, appearing hostile, stand out from other suitors, and give Meng Jia a feeling——

Oh man, I remember you!

At this time, Song Ye certainly can't be a stepping stone. Judging from the fate of cannon fodder in his previous life, he had better not get involved in the love and hatred between these two people.

In the eyes of the other three people, this scene has different interpretations.

Meng Jia's mind was wide open: You actually avoided suspicion with me. To be honest, do you have an ulterior secret with Xue Shen?

Zhao Jingming was at a loss: Isn't Brother Ye not afraid of being named?The review book is not a lot of writing.

Pei Hanmo's eyes were dark, but the coldness in his eyes subsided a little, and the air pressure around him was not so terrifying.

He said lightly: "It's class time now, and there is no activity class in the art class."

Song Ye: Hey, I even checked the curriculum!

Meng Jia's face froze, "I, I'll go right away!"

Then he leaned into Song Ye's ear and said, "I'll come to you again when I'm free."

Song Ye looked at Pei Hanmo reflexively, and his expression became even darker.

Song Ye quickly proved his innocence, "I have nothing to do with her!"

Meng Jia who walked to the door rolled her eyes, and the two really had an affair.

Pei Hanmo, who was secretly angry, didn't expect Song Ye to explain, and all the depression accumulated in his heart dissipated immediately, and he walked past Song Ye with his head down, his sexy thin lips turned up slightly.

Song Ye followed him to the last row, and asked tentatively, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Just as Pei Hanmo put down his homework book, he couldn't help curling his fingers, accidentally scratching the bottom of the book.

"Do you mind if I get angry?"

"Of course!" This is related to whether you will treat me as a rival in love again.

Pei Hanmo didn't answer, and lowered his head to correct the homework.

Song Ye was worried if he didn't get an answer, so he sat on the chair in front of Pei Hanmo and asked, "You haven't answered me yet!"

Zhao Jingming, who was silently eating melons, felt baffled. When did the relationship between these two become so good?Brother Ye has never cared about whether he is angry or not!

Zhao Jingming felt that he had fallen out of favor, so he turned his grievance into motivation and lowered his head to write a self-criticism.

"What are you doing in the office?" Pei Hanmo changed the subject.

"Write a self-criticism." Song Ye had a sullen face, but suddenly thought of something and smiled slyly, "If you are the first in the grade...you must have written a good composition, right?"

Pei Hanmo kept ticking and crossing, "It's not a perfect score."

"You don't need full marks, just make up enough words!"

Pei Hanmo stopped writing and looked at him.

Song Ye showed a friendly smile, "You help me write the self-criticism, and leave it to me to change the homework!"

Zhao Jingmo was stunned by his brazenness, and mercilessly mocked: "Brother Ye, you can still change your homework for your bottom-to-last grade? It's almost the same as your homework!"

Song Ye: "Shut up."

Just when he thought Pei Hanmo would not agree, suddenly a red pen was handed over, "You can ask me if you don't understand."

Song Ye was overjoyed, and quickly agreed, "I wrote the beginning, your handwriting doesn't have to be very similar, as long as it looks as good as mine."

"puff--"

Song Ye and Pei Hanmo looked over at the same time.

Zhao Jingming quickly covered his mouth, "You are busy, you are busy..."

He laughed until his face was stiff, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, it was so hard to hold back.

He didn't believe that there were still people in the world who could clearly see Song Ye's ghostly painting talisman, which was still pretty in Song Ye's eyes?

It was rare for Pei Hanmo to be silent. Zhao Jingming felt that he was speechless, but he was still able to speak calmly. Xueshen really had a good temper.

Thinking of Pei Hanmo's attitude towards Meng Jia just now, Zhao Jingming dared not say that he had a good temper.

So...just be gentle with Song Ye?

Zhao Jingming was shocked by his conjecture.

Pei Hanmo stared at the three words on the white paper, and finally figured out what was written - the letter of self-criticism.

"Is this what you said you wrote the beginning?"

Song Ye felt that there was nothing wrong with it, "Isn't it always written like this at the beginning?"

"...What is the reason for your review?"

Song Ye thought for a while: "Are you late?"

"Fart! You're skipping class!" Zhao Jingmo refused to accept, why did he try to skip class, what a fucking loss!

Song Ye shook his head, "It's too old-fashioned to skip class, just write that you studied too late last night, which made you unable to get up and be late for class today."

Zhao Jingming: "..."

Song Ye nodded while talking, and said: "You polish it into a [-]-word essay."

Zhao Jingmo snickered, you'd be a ghost if you learn from gods.

Then, seeing Xueshen listening carefully to Song Ye's eloquent expression of the central idea of ​​"I was wrong, I will dare to do it next time", his usually indifferent face unexpectedly glowed softly.

Zhao Jingming rubbed his eyes, he must have written too many words and lost his sight.

Pei Hanmo thought for a while, and when he was about to start writing, Song Ye held his hand and said uneasy: "Old Wang has really good eyes, you must have the same handwriting as mine!"

"...Changing your homework."

Alright, Xueshen is full of confidence.

The office became quiet, only the sound of writing was heard. Zhao Jingming signed his name at the end, and stretched his head contentedly, wanting to see how Song Ye was progressing.

Pei Hanmo seemed to have just finished writing a small paper and was arranging the papers, while Song Ye was resting on Pei Hanmo's desk with his arms folded, with the back of his head facing Zhao Jingming's direction and fell asleep on his stomach.

The atmosphere between the two is very harmonious.

Zhao Jingming felt unspeakable, and quickly focused on the review, "Is it finished?"

He couldn't believe it, and quickly stepped forward to check it. It was full of familiar handwriting—familiar ones that he couldn't understand.

"Isn't this written by Brother Ye's sleepwalking? It's almost exactly the same as Brother Ye's handwriting!"

Song Ye's head moved, his chin rested on the back of his hand, his eyes were still confused.

Zhao Jingming laughed loudly when he saw this, "Do you think he looks as stupid as Dahei, the one from Brother Ye's house—"

Pei Hanmo didn't cooperate with his joke, instead he looked at him with condemnation and displeasure, like...

Blame him for waking Song Ye up.

Zhao Jingming: "??"

Looking at the past, Pei Hanmo had already withdrawn his gaze, and put the written self-criticism in front of Song Ye, his face was as cold and indifferent as ever.

Zhao Jingming once again felt that he was going to see an ophthalmologist.

It's no wonder that you will be broken in love if you are so blind.

There was still a tuft of hair on the top of Song Ye's head, Zhao Jingming was about to remind him, but Pei Hanmo first reached out to help him press it down, and he was very calm the whole time.But Song Ye, who didn't like being touched by others since childhood, didn't respond, as if he was used to it.

Zhao Jingming was calm on the surface, but he was greatly shocked in his heart.

Song Ye didn't respond because he had just woken up and was dazed. He glanced at the review book and felt that Grade No. 1 was real.

"It's time to practice your handwriting."

Pei Hanmo: "..."

Zhao Jingming: "??"

In addition to his excellent grades, the god of learning is also famous for his essays that have been placed on the display column all year round. Every student has been told by ear to ear——If you can’t learn Pei Hanmo’s literary talent, at least you can improve your writing by half to make it look better. You can add more writing in the college entrance examination point.

Now Song Ye, the person who writes Kuangcao, actually dislikes the ugliness of Xueshen's characters?

Song Ye also seemed to realize that it's not good to order others to do things, and it's not good to be picky and picky. He taught the self-criticism to Lao Wang's desk, and said to Pei Hanmo: "School is over soon, let me treat you to dinner."

Pei Hanmo didn't refuse, and asked another question, "Have you finished changing your homework?"

Song Ye: "..."

Are you really going to ask him to change his homework?

Pei Hanmo watched him fall asleep, so he naturally knew whether the homework was corrected, "It's okay, go to eat first, and then correct it when you come back."

"what?"

Pei Hanmo comforted him: "I'll help you."

No, who is helping whom?

Song Ye reluctantly walked towards the dining hall, always feeling that he was at a big loss.

Especially Zhao Jingming was still laughing exaggeratedly, he wanted to blow his hair every minute.

"Brother Ye, who do you think that is?"

Song Ye followed Zhao Jingming's line of sight. He was not familiar with that person's appearance, but he couldn't be more familiar with the leg in the plaster cast.

Isn't it just an idiot who broke his leg and ran back to complain, and finally sent Ye Song a good card for no reason?

Song Ye has been very confused since he was praised, and it is rare to meet him in person, so he can just ask to clarify.

"Hey, I'm calling you."

When Song Ye approached, he realized that the other party's foot injury really looked miserable, which made him feel guilty of bullying the weak, "I want to ask you something, why did you go to the teacher—"

"No, no, why! I want to thank you! It has nothing to do with anyone else! Don't mention that matter again!" Cheng Jiemao became emotional suddenly, and he didn't let Song Ye finish his sentence. Crutches and companions hurried away.

Song Ye was puzzled: "Did he hit his head?"

Pei Hanmo withdrew his gaze: "Yes."

The author has something to say: Zhao Jingming went crazy: No, Xue Shen, don't follow him in everything! ! !

Song Ye: Am I wrong?

Pei Hanmo: I like it.