untamed

Chapter 38 Notes
There was only one night light turned on in the room, and the warm yellow light only illuminated a circle around it.

Shen Di sat against the back of the bed, with one leg bent and one leg hanging under the bed, his left hand resting behind his head, his right hand holding the phone, and rubbing his long fingers on the screen, as if to brush off the fog on it. .

But after wiping it a few times, the screen has not changed.Shen Di gave a wry smile, threw the phone on the bed, raised his wrist, and covered his eyes.

What a hell.

The phone slides out of the aperture, and the picture on the bright and bright screen is a bit blurry, as if the person who took the candid shot didn't hold the lens steady, and his hand trembled.

The light in the photo is a little dark, and the composition is blurry, but it is not surprising that if someone sees this picture, they will guess that the person in the picture is a beautiful girl.

The mobile phone "dong dong" sends out a strong reminder sound.

Shen Di exhaled, took down his arms, sat in a different position, and picked up his mobile phone and opened it.

[4.15 schedule reminder: check the recovery of the wound, take the little liar to the hospital to remove the sutures]

Shen Di threw the phone away again, lay down on the bed, and thought dully, I really owe her.

With mid-term exams all day on Monday and one morning on Tuesday, there was a tense atmosphere in the school.

So once the exam was over, the spirit relaxed, and the prison could no longer control the students' boiling hearts.

Completely free yourself!
If every exam is a big sentence, then after the exam is a time to celebrate when you get out of prison.

But to count the uproar, the seventh class was the worst.

The teachers of each subject go to mark the test papers in the afternoon, and if there is a class in the afternoon, the class representative will also ask the students to check the answers.

Therefore, it is equivalent to having no teacher in charge for an afternoon.

So much so that there was a long line of people standing at the gate of the seventh class, their heads bowed, and they whispered to each other, which was quite annoying.

This was all caught by Director Liang Chaoliang, who was patrolling the campus, and slipped out. Because the seventh class was too rampant, at this time, he was sitting at the door of the seventh class while looking at the inside and outside of the door.

There were only a few people left in the classroom, most of them were girls, who were mostly motivated and honest students or those who just got away with it, and Wen Ye, a super scholar who was immersed in the digital ocean from start to finish.

To count the most unusual, it may be Shen Di who is also sitting honestly next to him at the moment.

Zhang Lei and other Three Musketeers were the first to be caught out, and they were reprimanded by Liang Chao for a long time.

But it's useless, otherwise there wouldn't be a long line standing outside at this time.

Song Xixi's group of four was also in the classroom, secretly poking and passing notes under Liang Chao's eyelids.

Li Shuangshuang and Mu Jiayi were at the same table, and they both sat in the middle and front, which was a good place for everyone to watch.

Hu Yan was sitting in the middle of the other side of the wall, which was a unique and absolutely safe nest.

When Liang Chao went to inspect or teach the students outside, the three threw the note into the air.

An ally outside the window reported that Song Xixi smashed a ball of paper on Li Shuangshuang's back, and the latter pretended to throw a pen and paper on the ground and lowered his head to pick it up.

After replying to the letter, make two copies, one copy from the underground party members to Hu Yan, and one copy for her to throw back to Song Xixi at the right moment.

However, it was not accurate several times, and it all affected Wen Ye, who was sitting in the last row.

Song Xixi put her palms together and bowed her head, begging for mercy in a low voice, then turned around after taking back the note.

Wen Ye sighed funny.

"You! Come out!" Liang Chao came in from the outside and saw Li Shuangshuang who had just turned his head to throw the paper ball.

Li Shuangshuang lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, and handed the paper ball to Mu Jiayi while he came out, while Song Xixi, who was sitting in the back seat, blatantly smirked on the table.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

It's a pity that Mu Jiayi, who took over Li Shuangshuang's job, was even worse than Li Shuangshuang.

Wen Ye just looked up at the clock above the blackboard, and saw that the rubbed paper ball hit Shen Ji's forehead accurately and powerfully.

She opened her mouth slightly in shock, and before she could figure out how to deal with the situation, she saw Shen Di stretch out his hand and brush his head, and the ball of paper was caught in his palm.

Song Xixi in the front seat had already started loading quails, and Wen Ye struggled to speak.

The boy didn't know if it was because he just woke up, but he didn't get angry. Wen Ye lowered his head and decided not to say this.

About half a minute later, Wen Ye's desktop was knocked.

She raised her head in confusion, Shen Di's slender fingers flexed and looked up, there was a red mark pressed out from sleep on that wrist.

Wen Ye didn't dare to speak, but her eyes expressed her doubts: What's the matter?

The latter may have just woken up, his hair is a little messy, and his eyes are not as sharp as usual.

He said, "Don't go."

Ono: ?
Shen Di threw the note in front of her.

Wen Ye opened it, and the above information fell into his eyes:

Song Xixi: [Going out to play after school in the afternoon? 】

Li Shuangshuang: [Where are you going? 】

Mu Jiayi: [Last spring outing, didn't Shuangshuang tell us to introduce her boyfriend to us?going tonight? 】

Hu Yan: [You decide, I will not express my opinion. 】

Song Xixi: [I agree with both hands!Shuangshuang, okay? 】

Li Shuangshuang: [No problem, I'll call him out at night.Just a heads up though, I'm not sure he'll bring his buddies with me. 】

Mu Jiayi: [It's okay, it just so happens that I don't have a boyfriend either, so I'm shy. 】

Hu Yan: [Ask Xiao Wenwen to go @宋西西]

The information above is all private chats between the three little sisters, and there is an extra line of black ink at the bottom, which looks out of place and is a bit scribbled——

"Go to the hospital today to remove the sutures, you are not allowed to go."

The boy's words look as domineering and wild as his people. Although it is a bit scribbled, it is not difficult to see that he has some skills.

After Wen Ye read the note, he silently tore off the last line, kneaded it, put it in the drawer, wrote a new line, then poked the quail songxixi quail in front, and handed the note over.

The latter bowed to Wen Ye with gratitude and tears, hesitated for a while, then turned his head silently, and bowed to Mr. Shen again, only then did he turn around numbly and shrink his sense of existence.

This was the last class. As soon as the bell rang, Song Xixi rushed out.

When Li Shuangshuang entered the door, he also asked, "You were chased by a dog? By the way, have you asked Xiao Wenwen?"

Song Xixi, who was chased by the dog, glanced at her resentfully, and shouted, "She has something to do. I'll wait for the three of you in the carport, sloppy!"

After habitually waiting for the others to leave, Wen Ye went to pack his schoolbag.

Shen Ji waited patiently beside him.

The zipper was closed, Wen Ye finally couldn't help looking at him, "You still want to follow me?"

Shen Di leaned against the door, with a bunch of keys hooked in his hand, and a mobile phone in the other hand, answering messages.

Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Wen Ye for two seconds.

Then, he raised his head and snorted.

Wen Ye saw him stand up straight and took a step closer to her, the heat was about to hit her face, and she could vaguely smell the mint-flavored fragrance of tobacco.

Moving back quietly, Wen Ye looked at him vigilantly, "Shen Ji!"

Whether she was angry or embarrassed, no matter what her emotions were, she liked to call him by his name.

Wen Ye was so suffocated that there was nothing he could do.

He stopped and said helplessly, "Last time you were in a coma, and all your identity information was registered. Because of the trouble, I didn't change it later."

Ono:…

Ono: ...!
　Wen Ye: You don't talk about martial arts.

　　Hug Ye Ye, another day of being routine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)