young as the wind

21

There are quite a lot of day students in Jiang Luo's class, and they spend their lunch breaks reading and doing test papers in the class. Ye He saw Jiang Luo sitting by the window at a glance.

He was writing with his head down, his hair was tanned golden, and his neck bone was slightly protruding. From this point of view, he was quite thin.

Ye He also lowered his head and touched his neck, and nodded with satisfaction, he walked in, "Jiang Luo."

When the other students heard his voice, they turned their heads to greet him, "Come and play with Jiang Luo."

Ye He waved his hand, "No way, give him a little treat."

"We want too!"

"come."

Jiang Luo was helpless, he whispered: "I said it's only on Saturday afternoon."

Ye He also lowered his voice, "I ate your candy in the morning."

Jiang Luo: "Then I won't give it to you anymore."

Ye He: "Well, I'm actually not sleepy at noon today, so in order not to waste time, I came here to give you tutoring. Besides, it's not for you alone, there are them."

Jiang Luo didn't know what to say, so he sighed, Ye He was not afraid of trouble.

"It's okay, I'm really fine, you have to trust Teacher Ye." Those students came over with their workbooks in their arms, Ye He said this in a hurry, and took the seat in front of Jiang Luo first, "No Circle the topics you understand and give them to me, and then listen to them all.”

Shu Keke walked quickly, and heard Ye He calling himself Teacher Ye, and said cheerfully, "Thank you, Teacher Ye, it's all thanks to Jiang Luo, thank you Jiang Luo, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow!"

Jiang Luo stretched out his hand and pulled over a stool, "No, he is the one who will teach you."

Shu Keke sat down with a smile, and took the lead in showing Ye He the questions she circled, "I really can't understand these two chemistry questions."

When the others saw it, they nodded one after another, "That's right, the teacher couldn't understand these two questions after he finished explaining them. It's so difficult."

Ye He took the pen in Jiang Luo's hand, "It's a bit difficult, but it's easy if you understand the steps."

Ye He gave a detailed lecture, listed all the formulas, and then applied them. He felt that something was a little difficult, so he stopped and looked at them, "Do you understand this?"

A boy pointed to the third step, "How did you solve it? I was wrong."

Ye He listed the formula in more detail, "This way."

After talking to them for half an hour, Ye He pressed his fist to his lips, coughed a few times, and began to drive away people openly, "Well, the following is Teacher Ye's private teaching time, let's talk about the rest next time."

Everyone laughed, "Okay, I understand, thank you."

Ye He turned the pen skillfully, and raised his chin at Jiang Luo, "Let's talk about physics, bring out the books and exercise books."

Jiang Luo laughed, and took out the book from the drawer, "I have no other intentions, I'm just afraid that you will be affected, shouldn't you review it now?"

Ye He: "It's only the first semester of the second year of high school! I don't want it. One year of hard work is enough. I can't bear any more, and I need to grow taller."

Jiang Luo: "We still have to be serious."

Ye He: "I'm giving you a serious lecture right now, listen carefully."

After talking for a while, Ye He couldn't help going astray, propped his chin to watch Jiang Luo write the question, and whispered, "How about getting an Aries tattoo, I'm an Aries." Speaking of this, he remembered that he had guessed before. Jiang Luo is a Cancer, so he hurriedly asked for proof: "What seat are you?"

Jiang Luo didn't stop, without raising his head, he said, "Cancer."

Ye He patted the table and snapped his fingers, "Sure enough, I guessed it was this."

Jiang Luo concentrated on writing the topic, and then showed it to Ye He, "Is that right?"

Ye He nodded, "This type of question can be put aside, hey, tell me, what should I get tattooed, and where?"

Jiang Luo smiled, looked for the test papers and continued to work, "Mr. Ye, go to class well and don't bring any private goods."

Ye He pouted, "Okay..."

When the lunch break was about to end, Ye He suddenly felt sleepy. He rubbed his eyes, feeling that the class in the afternoon was going to be bad, so he lay down on Jiang Luo's desk, "Let me squint."

Jiang Luo pulled the curtains tighter, and was going to talk about Ye He after class, but let him rest now.

Because Ye He took up most of his desk, he couldn't write or read anymore, so Jiang Luo leaned back, ready to think about things for a while.

The salary of the tattoo shop is not high. In fact, the boss hired him very well. After all, he is a student, and he can only go there when he is on vacation.

Jiang Luo knew that it was his friend's uncle who told about his situation, and the boss used him out of compassion, but these were nothing, as long as he had money to earn, it was just not enough.

Had to find another one.

Grades also need to improve...

Jiang Luo's eyes shifted from the window to Ye He. It was almost the end of get out of class, and Ye He only squinted for five or six minutes.

"I'll just rest my eyes, so I don't need to fall asleep." Ye He felt that Jiang Luo was looking at him, so he said something.

Jiang Luo pressed his head, "Don't run around at noon, honestly take a rest in the classroom."

At this moment, the get out of class bell rang, and Ye He sat up on the table, smiling: "You speak like a 30-[-]-year-old adult."

Jiang Luo was noncommittal, and took out a mint candy from his trouser pocket, "I am indeed older than you."

Ye He took the candy, tore it open and ate it into his mouth, "Did you pass the first grade in elementary school?"

Jiang Luo: "Grade [-]."

Ye He was startled, "You got repeated in the first year of high school? Did you remember any serious mistakes?"

Jiang Luo smiled: "No, it's a suspension from school."

Ye He subconsciously wanted to ask why he had dropped out of school, but stopped, Jiang Luo would tell him what he wanted to say, just like him, everyone has their own things.

"Oh, like this."

Jiang Luo smiled, "Well, it's fine, let's go back to class, class will start soon."

Ye He stood up slowly, "I'll come to see you after school and dinner at night."

Jiang Luo hesitated, "I'm going home after eating."

Ye He: "Ah? Why do you have to go home and run back and forth, why not do your homework at school."

Jiang Luo looked helpless, "I know, I'll talk to my dad this weekend."

Ye He blinked, but he didn't understand, touched his ears, and said silently, "Okay, I'll go up first, bye."

Jiang Luo opened the exercise book, raised one hand and waved, "Bye bye."

Ye He frowned slightly, shook his head and went up the stairs, why did he want to talk to his father?talk.

Why talk?

Jiang Luo came out of school in the afternoon, volunteered in the cafeteria and had to go home after eating, did his father call him, what's the situation...

"Ye He!" Hu Qiuyue's voice came from below, Ye He turned her head, and saw her rushing up vigorously, one step at a time, two steps, whizzing.

"I'll be in the same class with you in the future, so I'm not happy!"

Ye He took a step back and looked at Hu Qiuyue. He didn't seem to be injured at all, and he was in a particularly good mood, unlike the one who had been scolded all afternoon.

Convinced, he raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, "Awesome, happy, what happened to you at noon?"

Hu Qiuyue put her arms around Ye He's shoulders, "I finally know why you suddenly hit Cheng Qing last time, um, I did too, it's a piece of rubbish, it's a light hit, let me tell you that I just hit Cheng Qing all of a sudden. Kick him over, kick him to the ground, and then without a word, just lift up the chair and do it..."

Hu Qiuyue gave full play to her excellent Chinese performance and described the scene at that time in a gaudy manner, focusing on her toughness and awesomeness, Cheng Qing's trash, and Teacher Zhang's out of breath.

Ye He laughed and patted Hu Qiuyue, "You must be a storyteller in ancient times, hahaha."

Hu Qiuyue clicked her tongue, "It's all true, I really beat Cheng Qing to the point of crying."

"But it's a pity that he was not expelled, and the principal was also soft-hearted. When his mother cried and shouted, she said that she would give him one last chance. In the next two years, if he made another mistake, he would be expelled immediately." Hu Qiuyue took it back after hard work. He closed his hands and continued to say to Ye He: "I wrote a self-criticism, but I didn't write it down and I didn't call my parents. Thanks to that girl and the squad leader who came out to testify."

Ye He was surprised, "Squad leader?"

Hu Qiuyue: "Well, at the beginning of school, I saw her playing well with Cheng Qing, but I didn't expect her to stand up."

The two unknowingly walked to the fourth floor, Hu Qiuyue patted Ye He, "Come, help me move things."

"Because you're cute, just move the books. I'll bring the desks and chairs."

"...?"

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