Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 325 Welcome to the dark life of senior high school

"Master, are you free?"

When he reached the school gate, Bai Yang greeted the security guard.

The old man raised his drooping eyelids slightly, "Oh, the lion dance guy, he's back to visit again."

"Uncle, I came back to school."

The corner of Bai Yang's mouth twitched. You can't get over that thing, right?

Waving his hand, he walked over quickly.

"Okay, sir, take a rest."

The campus hasn't changed much, except that compared to the last time I came back, there's a touch of greenery, new buds have sprouted on the trees, and the harsh winter has just passed, and there's already a hint of spring.

The morning break is over and it is probably time for the first class. The roads on campus are quiet.

It was not until we reached the teaching building that we could hear the sounds of reading.

In Class 499, Bai Yang peeked inside through the window. This was not Ye Guodong's class. The Chinese teacher was standing on the podium, and all the students had their heads down, apparently doing test papers.

We have in-class exams from the first class.
Bai Yang sighed slightly, then looked towards the familiar corner.

Zhong Xilu was finally not wrapped up like a ball, but she was still wearing the same school uniform that had remained unchanged for a thousand years, with a ponytail and a serious look on her face.

After thinking about it, he finally decided not to send another message to disturb the other party's exam, but walked towards the teacher's office.

dong dong.

I knocked on the door and Ye Guodong's voice came from inside: "Come in."

"Teacher Ye." Bai Yang walked into the office, "I'm back to report."

Ye Guodong suddenly raised his head from behind his desk.

Then I reflexively closed the group chat interface on the desktop.

He was passionately discussing the plot of the new book with "Spring to Xiangjiang" in the group. When he looked up and saw the original author standing in front of him, to be honest, he even felt a little guilty.

He coughed lightly, adjusted his expression, and said, "I heard that the art student from the liberal arts class next door came back a few days ago, and I was wondering why there was no news from you yet."

"Sorry, Mr. Ye." Bai Yang said politely, "I was delayed a little by something."

"It's okay, just hurry back." Ye Guodong paused and asked, "How did you do in the exam?"

"Not bad." Bai Yang smiled and said, "If nothing goes wrong, my name should be on the banner hung by the school after the college entrance examination."

Ye Guodong was stunned for a moment: "So confident?"

But then he realized that he didn't seem to be that surprised.

This may be an outrageous thing for other students, but for the person in front of you, no matter how outrageous it is, can it be as outrageous as a high school student becoming a well-known best-selling author?

You know, "The Mysterious World" is selling like hot cakes! During this period, he had confiscated three copies of the Mysterious World in his class. This was because he taught senior high school students, not to mention the other freshmen and sophomores. It felt like the number of copies of the Mysterious World that the school had confiscated was enough to open a bookstore.

Even if we only count this book, in the long run, the student in front of us will at least be a multi-millionaire.

He suppressed the absurd feeling in his heart, tried to maintain the demeanor of a class teacher, and said, "You can't be too relaxed. Although the art school recruitment is over, the college entrance examination is also very important."

"I've heard from other teachers that Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts has very high requirements for academic subjects. You've been in the capital for so long, you must have fallen behind in academic subjects, right?"

"Uh, Mr. Ye." Bai Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "I applied to the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

At the beginning, I said I wanted to take the entrance exam to Tsinghua University in order to get Ye Guodong to agree to transfer to a liberal arts student. I never told him my real wish during the process.

"Ah——" Ye Guodong opened his mouth: "CAFA, CAFA is not bad either, it's also a top university."

"However, I don't know much about the cultural requirements of this school."

Bai Yang whispered, "It's OK as long as I pass. It should be OK if I fail one or two subjects."

Although the campus recruitment rankings have not yet come out, judging from the results of the preliminary exam, my ranking should be quite high.

Ye Guodong: “.”

Is it so loose?
He has always taught science classes and doesn't know much about art students. Moreover, Xiangdong No. 1 Middle School has never had an art student admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

In his mind, with just passing grades in all subjects, he couldn't even get into a second-tier university, right? How could he get into the top art academy in China?

Suddenly my belief in the supremacy of performance collapsed a little.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Then it's okay as long as you know it."

"With your foundation, there will be no problem in passing the exam."

"I will submit the procedures for returning to school when the time comes. I will arrange for you to return to the classroom first."

Bai Yang nodded: "Thank you for your help, Teacher Ye."

Instead of going to Class 499 immediately, Ye Guodong took Bai Yang to an empty classroom, moved a set of desks and chairs, and then knocked on the door of Class 499.

"Teacher Ye?" The Chinese teacher was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"Are you taking the test?" Ye Guodong walked up to the podium and said, "Stop first and make an announcement."

Without him saying anything, everyone in the classroom already knew what was going on. They all saw Bai Yang moving tables and chairs and standing at the door of the classroom.

Reflexively, everyone turned their heads and looked at Zhong Xilu who was sitting at the back. Who didn't know that their squad leader had an entangled relationship with the other party?

Zhong Xilu did not hide her surprise at all. She stared at Bai Yang with her sparkling eyes and almost stood up and rushed over.

"Bai Yang has finished his art exam training and will be back in class starting today." Ye Guodong said, "There are not many days left before the college entrance exam. I hope the students will help him catch up with his studies."

He paused for a moment and said, "Bai Yang, I think you also need some time to get used to campus life again. In order not to affect other students, you should sit next to Zhong Xilu at the back for now."

Bai Yang's mouth corners curled up slightly.

If he wasn't afraid of the bad influence, he really wanted to give Ye Guodong a thumbs up.

You are really biased when it comes to something.

There was a low discussion in the classroom, and Ye Guodong immediately scolded: "Quiet!"

"I'm done talking about the matter, let's continue with the class! If you have anything to say, just come to my office!"

Bai Yang carried the desks and chairs into the classroom and greeted the Chinese teacher. Wu Bo and Li Yang stood up impatiently: "Teacher, let me help Bai Yang move the desks and chairs!"

The Chinese teacher waved her hand and said, "Move it quickly. You have to finish this test paper before the end of get out of class."

The two men came over excitedly, one carrying a table and the other carrying a chair. Wu Bo whispered, "Brother Yangzi, you didn't tell me you were coming in advance. It's too sudden!"

"I thought I was hallucinating just now."

Bai Yang smiled and said, "No need to say more. I will treat you to dinner this afternoon."

"I'll treat you!" Li Yang frowned and said, "Brother Yangzi, I'm very rich now. I can't give you this opportunity. Show me how to do it."

"That's great." As he whispered, the table and chairs had been placed next to Zhong Xilu. The two of them obediently returned to their seats under the intimidating gaze of the Chinese teacher.

Bai Yang sat down and turned his head to look at Zhong Xilu.

Zhong Xilu smiled and raised her hand:

"Hello, deskmate, please take care of me in the future."

Bai Yang held her little hand, leaned over and whispered, "Please take care of me too. The eyes of the whole class are about to poke me to death now."

"You can't be killed by a poke. You have thick skin."

Zhong Xilu pulled his hand out and said, "I'm doing the test paper. Let's talk after class."

"Okay." Bai Yang supported his chin and stared at the other person intently.

Zhong Xilu: “.”

She moved her butt uncomfortably and whispered, "Don't look at me."

"Who are you looking at if not me?"

"Look, teacher! He's staring at you!"

"Don't bother."

There was no way to ignore it, the Chinese teacher had already walked over and put a test paper on Bai Yang's desk with a bang.

“Although I am a little short of time, I will try my best to do it even if I cannot finish it.”

Bai Yang: "Okay."

Zhong Xilu was laughing secretly beside him.

Bai Yang sighed, found a pen, and wrote his name neatly.

The questions were not difficult, but I hadn’t taken an exam in a long time, so it was a bit difficult. How should I put it? It felt like I was reborn again.

However, practice makes perfect, so it will probably be faster to learn it again, and Bai Yang has gotten used to it.

There was no interaction afterwards. Finally, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. The Chinese teacher on the stage said, "Those who need to go to the toilet should go quickly and come back soon. The rest of the students should continue to do their homework and rest after the next class."

Then he sat down calmly again.

The classmates looked as if they were used to it.

poplar:"?"

Is this what senior year of high school is like?

Halfway through the second class, the time for doing the test finally ended. The Chinese teacher did not ask everyone to hand in their papers. Instead, he said, "As usual, exchange the test papers with your deskmate. Next, I will explain the test papers while everyone grades them."

Zhong Xilu quickly took Bai Yang's test paper and took a look at it. "Tsk tsk, you left two blanks for poetry recitation."

"I just couldn't think of it for a moment!" Bai Yang took the other person's test paper helplessly and said, "Damn it, this is not what I expected to see when we sit at the same table again."

Zhong Xilu poked Bai Yang's arm with a smile: "Xiao Bai~"

"Things are different now."

She took out a red pen and drew a big cross on Bai Yang's test paper.

"Welcome to the dark and gloomy life of senior high school!"

(End of this chapter)