Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

go home after school.

Song Le and Ye Han walked together, and Bai Yiyi walked on the other side with another girl in the class who dropped in with them.

Song Le asked solemnly: "What do you think is the possibility of copying 1 English words in three days?"

It can be said that it is completely impossible, okay!

Ye Han was puzzled, blinked, and asked straightforwardly: "What's wrong? Have you been punished for copying?"

"……not yet."

But soon.

In the end, Song Le told Ye Han the whole story with a pain in his head, looking up at the sky.

After thinking for a while, he said solemnly: "Do you think I can pretend that there is no such thing, just not to copy?"

Although it's a little shameless, it's better than copying it [-] times and frothing at the mouth, right?

Ye Han couldn't help laughing, his big eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons, and his slightly brown pupils were more clear under the faint sunset light.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I only thought it was handsome, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt that Ye Han was very delicate.

Moreover, the simplicity and simplicity of growing up in this mountain made his eyes particularly clean.

Song Le was pleasing to the eye, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

The voice is also very pleasant and gentle, with the youthful innocence.

Ye Han said: "Your teacher should have given the scope?"

"Yes, units one to five." Song Le said it with great difficulty.

After hearing this, Ye Han hesitated a little, and hesitated to speak.

In the end, while Song Le was waiting, he said anxiously: "I can help you, my English...is fine."

Song Le didn't expect him to say such words for so long, and he didn't react for a while.

After a while, he said: "Ah, how can you help me?"

"I can tell you how to remember... okay?"

Ye Han's ears turned red again as he spoke, as if embarrassed, and trembling in fear of her unwillingness.

"Are you afraid of me?" Song Le stared at his red ears, and after a long time, he answered the question.

Ye Han shook his head quickly, pursed his lips, and his eyes were bright.

Song Le is strange.

It was only then that he remembered his question, and suddenly said with a delicate expression: "It's not good."

No less than five tutors were forced to leave, and they became so drowsy that they could not be shaken after listening to the class.

However, Ye Han misunderstood what she meant, and said in a low voice, "Okay, if you don't want to."

"No, it's not that I don't want to."

……

In the end, it was all right, Song Le knocked on Ye Han's room door after taking a shower at night with an English book in hand.

Unexpectedly, the door opened in the next second, so fast that it stunned her.

The person standing inside seemed to be Ye Han who had finished washing and changed into old clothes that were a little bit white.

Being brought to a small table, Song Le subconsciously glanced at his room.

In addition to the bed and the small old table, there is only a small wooden box for clothes.

Ye Han noticed her glance, emotions that he had never felt wrong before suddenly became a little sensitive uncontrollably.

Fortunately, her expression remained unchanged. After reading it, those moist pink eyes looked at him and said worriedly:

"Hey, hey, Ye Han, don't teach and teach, and suddenly collapse."

She saw more than once that the tutor was fine one second, but rushed out the door the next second as if he couldn't pretend anymore.

If Ye Han is like this...

"No." Ye Han shook his head with a clean and beautiful smile.

So start teaching.

"Can you memorize 26 letters?"

"No, wait... isn't it 24?"

Ye Han paused and blinked.

"26."

Then memorize them one by one, and write on the paper while memorizing, the English italics are so gorgeous that they fly.

Song Le couldn't move his eyes away, and didn't even get the usual sleepiness.