Chapter 36 Cushion

I saw Lan Muxi wearing a light blue dress. The skirt was embroidered with bright lotus flowers from the corners of the skirt to the back. Blue and white were intertwined, which was particularly beautiful. With her temperament, make the surrounding environment quiet.

Ye Bihuang stared at Lan Muxi and appreciated her light and quiet beauty, but said, "My deskmate came very early."

When Lan Muxi heard Ye Bihuang's voice, he looked up at Ye Bihuang and smiled calmly: "You came here quite early. Hee hee."

Ye Bihuang stared at the corners of her mouth and felt that her lips were red and white, which was particularly attractive. He calmed his mind and turned his eyes away. He pretended to be a gentleman and said, "Hehe, I woke up early today, so I want to come to study earlier."

With that, Ye Bihuang put his schoolbag on the table and began to tidy up his schoolbag.

But this guy obviously didn't want to let Lan Muxi go. He asked, "My deskmate, what book are you reading?"

Lan Muxi waved his little hand, closed the book, pointed to the cover and said, "This, teaching assistant." Ye Bihuang's eyes swept over, and then she knew that she was reading a math tutorial book called Huanggang Jiaoshen. I couldn't help sighing in my heart that this is really a girl who loves learning. She studied mathematics early in the morning. This spirit is not even for some high school students who study hard.

His eyes swept over Lan Muxi's long and neat hair, and the faint fragrance blew on his face. Ye Bihuang had a desire in his heart, eager to hold this wisp of hair in his arms and smell it well.

"In the past, I could only sit behind this guy and look at her back quietly. Now I can talk to her easily by her side, which is a big improvement."

Of course, it is impossible for Ye Bihuang to implement his idea, because Xia Na had already walked in from outside the classroom at this time. If he reached out to hold Lan Muxi's hair, if he guessed it correctly, he would definitely be beaten into a pig's head by these two girls.

"Eh?"

As soon as he sat in his seat, he felt a little strange. He looked down and saw a light blue chair cushion embroidered with clouds and sun on his seat. He couldn't help but move. This is not his chair cushion, because boys don't use chair cushions. Most of them think it's troublesome and pretentious, but girls are different. .

"This cushion... Who put it here?" Ye Bihuang wondered.

"Whose do you think it is?" Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from behind. Ye Bihuang turned her head and looked at it. It was Xia Na who stared at Ye Bihuang with big round eyes. Although so, a faint tender red appeared on her white and beautiful face.

"Dizzy, I thought Lan Muxi gave it to me. It turned out to be you." Ye Bihuang muttered in his heart, but the girl should cherish what she gave herself even more. Ye Bihuang grabbed the chair cushion in his hand.

"Well, when did you put it here? It's so strange." Ye Bihuang's eyes fell on the cushion that Xia Na was sitting on, which was similar to her own color style. Ha ha, this girl, this is clearly a couple cushion.

"It was off after school yesterday. Maybe you didn't pay attention to it."

I really didn't see when you put it on my chair? Are you a magician? Although he had doubts in his heart, it was impossible for him to ask.

It's just that it's too obvious for this little girl to do this. Everyone can see this feeling. Is it really exciting for girls to give boys these days?

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Where did you get this cushion?"

Shana squeezed her lips, her face flushed, and there was a cool light in her eyes: "One was made by me and the other was made by my mother. I felt uncomfortable between the two, so I gave you a worse one, which I made."

"Oh, okay, thank you." Ye Bihuang's heart was sweet. He felt the warmth in the smile of the girl he loved. He felt that the wind was singing.

With that, Ye Bihuang bent down and sat down. The cushion was soft and thick, and he could not feel the hardness of the cold chair at all. There must be a lot of cotton in it. Is this really the one that the little girl said she didn't do well? Ye Bihuang had a question in his heart.

He knew that this mat was actually given to him, and it was also in front of Lan Muxi.

Does this girl want to have a head-on war with Lan Muxi? I didn't have any extreme actions on my side... Ye Bihuang couldn't help but have some black lines on his forehead. Let nature take its course and feel the comfort under his buttocks. He opened his textbook and felt happy.

Lan Muxi glanced over Shana and Ye Bihuang with her shining eyes, with an inexplicable curious light in her eyes, and she squeezed her mouth but did not say anything.

The morning class went on as usual. The first class was Guo Baomin's Chinese class. This guy seemed to deliberately indifferent Ye Bihuang, which was completely different from usual. He deliberately ignored him even if he asked questions in this class, as if he wanted to treat him as air.

Ye Bihuang sat in his seat, staring at Guo Baomin coldly, and sneered in his heart, "Well, you Guo Baomin, you should not pay attention to the so-called teacher's ethics to students like this, right! Since you are not kind, don't blame me for being unjust. I'll read other books. Don't cry after the exam.

Question-and-answer session, interactive session, question-and-answer session, each session is carried out as usual, but each group is left behind by Ye Bihuang, and there is no point in the group.

Ye Bihuang gently opened his math book, engraved all the formulas and so on in his mind, and then digested them one by one. Even if he can see the answer to some questions in an instant, if you want to score, you need to follow the steps step by step, so these concepts are actually the key to scoring.

After understanding all the mathematical concepts, and the time was about to end, Ye Bihuang felt comfortable. It was actually good to study in this way. At least he had the confidence in his heart when dealing with the math exam.

After the Chinese class, the second class was followed by a math class. Ye Bihuang stared at Jiang Yachun's class again. Jiang Yachun was really beautiful. It was indeed a man's "poison". Even if he had seen her countless times, it was still amazing to see her again.

At the end of class, Jiang Yachun went to Ye Bihuang's side and patted him on the head and told him to study hard.

The third and fourth sections are about history and politics respectively. One of the two courses is a middle-aged male teacher, and the other is a male teacher who is nearly 55 years old.

Both of them are relatively old, so their teaching style is not as lively and close as Guo Baomin and Jiang Yachun, which seems to be rigorous and orderly, especially the 55-year-old Mr. Liu. His font is strong and powerful. Although he is old and in poor health, he still writes all the knowledge points on the blackboard fairly, and the typesetting is neatly. The font is neat.

Ye Bihuang particularly respects such a teacher.

He just reviewed this knowledge last night, so he sounded comfortable and felt that the teacher's speech was very clear. I have more respect for this old teacher in my heart.

Listening to the teacher's explanation, corresponding to the knowledge in his heart, Ye Bihuang became more and more confident. He will definitely study hard and make himself far ahead in his studies.

As long as the heart is there, as long as the spirit is there, as long as the faith is there, there will never be failure and destruction, and there will never be fear and fear.

No one can be defeated by others, but only defeat themselves.

"Guo Baomin, who told you to flatten me, just wait to call yourself a pig in front of the whole class!"