I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 160 It seems that you pay attention to me?

The car moved.

Uncle Lin quietly observed Ye Ziqing's expression through the rearview mirror.

Her expression was clear and bright, and she changed from her usual routine. Instead of squinting and dozing in the car before going to school, she was holding her textbook and whispering ancient poems.

He was immediately amazed, and thought that after sending Xiaoye to school, he would definitely tell Mr. Ye and his wife about this matter.
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Ye Ziqing whispered the ancient poems she had just recited a dozen times, while climbing the stairs with her head down.

What she recited softly in the car was a poem——Mongol.

Although she usually misses during the morning reading and afternoon reading, she still has some impressions of this poem after hearing the students recite it, so she can read it smoothly. I checked a few unknown poems in the car After the pronunciation of the characters, the more you read, the more smoothly you read.

After reading a poem over and over for more than ten minutes, she didn't feel bored.

When she walked to the classroom of the noble class, Ye Ziqing felt that she had already finished reciting this poem.

She raised her head in surprise, and at a glance from the empty classroom, she saw the young man who was writing something intently with his eyes slightly lowered.

There was no one in the classroom, the lights were not turned on, and the light was a little dim, but he opened the curtain beside him, and the soft light shone on him through the spotless glass window, like casting a layer of soft light, revealing A sense of unreality.

The classroom was silent, only the fan closest to him was running, making a whirring sound.

Ye Ziqing took a light step, walked into the classroom, stretched out her hand unexpectedly, and flicked the switch of the light tube in the classroom.

The dark space suddenly became brighter.

A ray of light tore through the darkness in an instant, and then the sky brightened.

Yi Chen was caught off guard by the too bright light, squinted his eyes to adapt, and looked up towards the door.

There, the girl carrying the schoolbag smiled into crescent moons. She waved her hand and smiled, showing her white teeth.

Ye Ziqing said happily: "At the same table, I know "Mug" by heart!"

Yi Chen was in a daze for a few seconds before he understood what she was referring to.

At this time, Ye Ziqing had already walked in front of him.

With an excited smile in the girl's eyes, she grabbed his sleeve and shook it non-stop, and said seriously: "It's such a long poem, I only read it a few times on the way here, and then walked here from the school gate. It's completely memorized!"

As if she had accomplished something extraordinary, she couldn't wait to share her joy with him.

Yi Chen couldn't help being infected by her smug smile, slightly raised the corners of his lips, smiled restrainedly, and praised: "You are great!"

"That's not~"

Ye Ziqing lifted her chin and said, "I'll recite it for you."

Yi Chen nodded lightly, with endless indulgence in his deep black pupils, and said, "Okay."

"Chi Chi, the rascal, embrace Bu Maosi. The bandit comes to Maosi, and when he comes, I will plot..."

When she started to recite, Ye Ziqing instantly restrained her smug expression, and seriously recalled the poems just stored in her mind.

Yi Chen also listened attentively, without the slightest thought of perfunctory because the poem had already been memorized by heart.

"...If you don't think about it, it's too late!"

Ye Ziqing recited the last two lines, immediately showing a relieved expression, and muttered softly: "This poem is too long."

Then he looked up impatiently at the young man in front of him, and asked, "How is it? Have I recited everything?"

The girl was expecting and delighted, and looked at him eagerly.

Inexplicably, Yi Chen felt that her little expression at this time was very similar to the expectant and nervous look of the child from the family downstairs who asked him to tutor when he was doing the questions he asked. Give her encouragement by rubbing her face, or rubbing her head.

"Well, there are basically no mistakes." Yi Chen's heart moved, and suddenly he had some bad thoughts, paused, and pondered: "But..."

Sure enough, the little girl in front of her immediately frowned, bit her lower lip slightly, and asked uneasily, "But what? Did I miss a paragraph just now?"

Before he could answer, Ye Ziqing had already started to recall which passage she had missed.

"There is no omission, but the pronunciation of one word is wrong."

The suppressed smile on Yi Chen's lips quietly leaked from his eyes.

"Scholar's procrastination, you can still talk about it. Women's procrastination, you can't talk about it. Here's to say' should be pronounced tuō, not shuō. This is a pseudonym, which means 'to get rid of', which means to get rid of."

After Ye Ziqing corrected the pronunciation, she read the two sentences again, then nodded, and said with a smile: "I remember it!"

Yi Chen thought for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously, "Why are you here so early today?"

The words came out completely without thinking.

But the little girl in front of her seemed to have discovered something interesting, she suddenly raised her lips, a wicked smile appeared in her black and white almond pupils, she stared straight at him, as if she could see through his chest. With a restless beating heart, he asked, "It seems that you pay attention to me? You even know exactly when I come to school?"

When Yi Chen asked that question just now, he just blurted it out completely, he didn't expect her to ask this question at all.

The heart that was originally open and frank, looked at her meaningful smile, but it seemed that the little secret in her heart had been discovered by her, and she had nowhere to hide.

boom.

Yi Chen felt a loud noise in his ears, and his heartbeat speeded up several times in an instant. In a few seconds, the silence in the classroom was infinitely magnified, and he could only hear his hard-to-control heartbeat like a drumbeat Voice.

The scorching temperature climbed to the base of his ears unconsciously.

The boy stood stiffly and straight, his mind was blank, he didn't know what to say to explain his little thoughts that were inadvertently exposed, so that the thoughts of the girl in front of him stopped extending in strange directions.

However, the person who threw down the two huge thunders didn't seem to notice his strangeness at all, and didn't wait for him to answer for a long time, and didn't mean to ask.

Ye Ziqing blinked her eyes, pointed to her seat, and said to him with a smile, "Let me put away my schoolbag first, and then we can continue talking."

Yi Chen glanced at her dully, met the girl's perplexed eyes, was slightly startled, and didn't move.

Until the little girl stretched out a finger and poked his side waist maliciously, he shrank subconsciously and dodged to the side.

Her crisp laughter sounded like a silver bell.

Yi Chen suddenly seemed awakened by the laughter, raised his eyes hastily, pursed his lips slightly, under the deep black eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible uneasiness.

(End of this chapter)