Chapter 2 Punishment
"New classmate, you just splashed all over me."

Yan Yu leaned back slightly, his brows and eyes tired, obviously intending to continue pursuing the investigation.

Ji Enen didn't expect that he would stop. He was so flustered that he stammered and softly apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry."

From Yan Yu's angle, he could see the girl's tight little face, nervously squeezing her whitened hands, and wearing ridiculous glasses that covered half of her face.

The whole person looked scared and defensive, but his voice was milky and soft, and every word he spoke seemed to be summoning up all the courage, which was pitiful.

Yan Yu suddenly felt a little amused. He lazily raised his eyes and looked at the jade-like earlobes, and suddenly sneered in a low voice: "They look quite soft."

His voice was so low that only Ye Ziyue and Pei Yiming behind Ji Enen and Yan Yu, who were always tense, could hear him.

Ye Zi blinked in disbelief, with a look on his face.

Pei Yiming was also confused.

Oh my god, Brother Yu is talking about tigers and wolves.

Pei Yiming glanced.

Wearing such thick clothes, are you sure you are not looking lonely?
And since when did Brother Yu start paying attention to girls?

Ji Enen's face turned even paler.

Her eyes were round and round, as if she were in tears when she was nervous. They were so watery that they seemed to shed tears in the next second.

But now, there is obvious fear and resistance.

Yan Yu saw it. He weighed the mineral water bottle with his knuckled fingers and looked down at the water all over his body.

There was a hint of teasing in his deep voice: "I'm not a magnanimous person... Well, what's the class later?"

Yan Yu turned around and asked.

The two people behind him looked surprised.

Ye Ziyue: "Damn it, Brother Yu, am I someone who can memorize class schedules?"

Pei Yiming was smart and casually tore up the timetable posted on the table by the person next to him and took a look at it.

"Chinese, Sangenmao's class."

The student whose class schedule was torn off blushed, but did not dare to say anything.

Yan Yu put the mineral water bottle back on the table:
"Let's do this. If the three-pointed person answers the question later, you stand up and praise me."

"I'll let you go when it's done." Yan Chao made a sudden move that he didn't expect. He didn't care. He curled his lips slightly and watched Ji Enen's reaction.

Ji Enen's mind was blank and he was thinking a lot. He just wanted to let this matter go as soon as possible and never have to interact with each other again.

Hearing the last sentence, he quickly nodded with relief.

"it is good."

The color in his face that turned pale with nervousness slightly returned to normal.

It wasn't until everyone left that Ji Enen slowly came back to his senses.

She suddenly realized that she had made a mistake. She only wanted to escape from her previous school when she was reborn, but she did not expect that Yan Yu was actually a student of No. [-] Middle School.

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The big guys always occupied the last row of the classroom. As soon as Yan Yu returned to his seat, he was ready to sleep on his stomach.

Ye Ziyue greeted Pei Yiming, and the two of them leaned closer to Yan Yu.

Ye Ziyue: "Damn it, Brother Yu, what's going on? You just made trouble with your new classmates? Why are you talking about tigers and wolves?"

Pei Yiming now realized where Yan Yu's eyes were falling. He didn't bother to remind Ye Ziyue that he was an idiot. He was curious about another thing at this time.

"Brother Yu, Sangenmao is talking about composition today. When did you write it?"

Yan Yu lazily opened his eyelids, his face returned to his usual paleness, he took out a special cigarette from the drawer and held it in his mouth.

In recent days, he looked increasingly lethargic and tired.

"Not written."

Pei Yiming turned around knowing that the years of cooperation were not in vain. He tore up a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it towards the right rear.

Li Xiao raised his head in confusion, and when he saw Pei Yiming looking at him with a smile, his face instantly turned pale.

"Hey, write an essay, remember not to write it too well, otherwise..."

Li Xiao was suddenly frightened, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. He quickly put down the math problem he was working on and took out the composition book with a grimace.

About 10 minutes later, Jiang Xuren, the Chinese teacher of Class 16, opened the classroom door with a smile.

 Checking in is a good habit. ()

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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