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[Sisters knock on me! ]

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[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh the official release of candy! ! ]

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[myszd I'm tired of talking]

[Zizai is so cute, I don't care if you lied to me, you have to apologize, I can do it for a coquettish cub! ]

[I can too! ]

Zhao Jingming couldn't help but quietly sent one, and then continued to scroll down.

[I have to say that the god of learning is too spoiled, this time I stand cold and pampered Gong x coquettish milk fierce sufferer]

[Is the sister the boss of Tieba?I'm here to remind you]

[not qaq equivalent update]

[Da Da said: You have to learn to make up your own brains]

[Thank you for the invitation, I have already had an intracranial orgasm]

[I have a friend who wants to see what's in your head]

[I also have a friend...]

Zhao Jingming is still checking what Gongshou means, and the information has reached 99+. Zhao Jingming's eyes suddenly widened, and the door to a new world opened to him.

"Teacher, I am wrong about this matter."

Lao Wang wiped his face in a complicated mood, looked at Song Ye who was leaning against the wall, and then at Pei Hanmo who was like a green pine, sighed and said: "I understand, Song Ye forced you to write it, right? This time the situation is serious, bullying classmates, not writing a self-criticism can turn the page..."

"No, I did it voluntarily." Pei Hanmo said sincerely, "Student Song already knew he was wrong, and he came to ask me how to express my regret. I was deeply shocked at that time. I can't help but guide a few words."

Song Ye was deeply shocked, this is so fucking ridiculous.

Pharaoh: Do you believe me?

However, in the face of the top student in the grade, Lao Wang still wanted to save face, "So you wrote it for him?"

"Of course not. Student Song wrote the whole article by himself. I'm just a language guide. What I said in class was a joke. At that time, I saw that the students were too tense. Student Song wanted to ease the atmosphere." Pei Hanmo said clearly, and added Said: "If you don't believe it, you can check the handwriting."

It's strange to be able to come out right.

That ghost painting talisman was almost as good as Song Ye's.

Now that the parties have said so, it is impossible for Lao Wang to pursue it. In the end, he wanted Song Ye to study hard from the first in the grade, but he was afraid that the first would be dragged into the pit by him, so he had to tell Song Ye with a complicated face: "Go back and study hard."

"Oh."

Pharaoh: "..."

No, I still want a quick-acting heart-rescuing pill.

Pei Hanmo said, "Don't worry, I will supervise his studies well."

Song Ye immediately refused: "I don't need it."

Old Wang ignored him, showing a gratified smile, looking at Pei Hanmo as if he was looking at a piece of cake, "Then it's hard work for you."

Pei Hanmo: "It should."

Song Ye: "..."

Is there no need to seek the opinions of the parties involved?

As soon as he walked out of the office, Song Ye frowned and asked in a bad tone: "What do you want to do? You know that I don't want to study!"

Pei Hanmo's expression was innocent: "I'm helping you."

Of course Song Ye knew, otherwise he wouldn't have tolerated turning his face until now, but—"You don't have to say such things at all!"

"Otherwise, can this matter be resolved so easily?"

Song Ye was at a loss for words, the reason for this incident was indeed because he couldn't help it, and he started arguing in public, and he was the one who was wronged, and Song Ye didn't want to hold on to it, after all, he didn't complain when he helped, "Then you Next time, don't tell me to supervise my studies, Lao Wang will take it seriously."

Not only seriously, but also report the progress to his brother, if he doesn't learn by then, he will be forced to learn.

There are still more than ten minutes before school ends, Song Ye would have left early in normal times, but today he took the initiative to go back to the classroom to pass the time because he didn't want to go back too early to see his brother.

There was no one in the classroom, and it was as noisy as a vegetable market. As soon as Song Ye stepped into the door, the noise stopped abruptly——

Everyone is as quiet as a quail, which is better than Lao Wang's patrolling effect.

"..."

It doesn't have to be.

Song Ye didn't know the reason for everyone's sudden silence, and the protagonist of the topic appeared, who would dare to continue the discussion?

But you can't say it with your mouth, everyone chatted in the group.

Song Ye walked past the podium to the back without noticing, stopped by Zhao Jingming's desk, tapped his fingers on the desk twice, "Hand over your phone."

Zhao Jingming quickly threw the phone into the drawer. When he stretched out his hands, he was already holding a Chinese textbook. At the same time, his expression was confused: "Teacher, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly when I was reciting just now..."

Song Ye: "...the blind man pretends to be very similar."

"Damn! It's you, Brother Ye, you scared the hell out of me!" Zhao Jingming heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, "I bought the fifth mobile phone this month, and if it is confiscated again, I will be in trouble."

Song Ye reminded him: "Did Ji Shaoyu say any gift?"

Zhao Jingming was enlightened: "Yes, you can let him give it to me! I'll just tell him..."

He took out his phone again, and Song Ye looked closely at his screen, wanting to see what he was looking at just now.

Song Ye found that Zhao Jingming was not quite right these few days, holding his mobile phone and laughing wildly all day long, did he lose his mind and go crazy under the blow of broken love?

After Zhao Jingming unlocked the screen, a picture flashed by. Before Song Ye could see it clearly, it changed to another page.

"What's the matter, Brother Ye?"

Zhao Jingming's relaxed tone was tense, and he almost forgot that he was knocking candy just now. If Brother Ye saw a photo of himself and Xueshen in his mobile phone, he would not be able to explain it clearly with a hundred mouths. Fortunately, his hands are fast enough , retreated instantly.

But I also clicked into another post by mistake...

"Why is Gao Leng Xueshen playing with his mobile phone in class and showing a sweet smile?" Song Ye read the title, wondering: "Isn't Xueshen Pei Hanmo?"

"Haha, yes, it's Pei Hanmo..." Zhao Jingming said haha, his body was stiff, and he clicked on this post because he clicked something wrong. If the candy was so sweet to his heart, his mouth is now full of glass slag.

"Pei Hanmo is in love? Are you still chatting with your partner's mobile phone during class time?" Song Ye was quite surprised, "He moves so fast!"

Zhao Jingming watched helplessly as his CP was demolished, and was heartbroken: "Is there really someone for Xue Shen?"

"Well, I should still be chasing."

"Brother Ye, aren't you sad?" Zhao Jingming didn't give up.

Song Ye wondered, "Why should I be sad? I don't like Meng Jia."

"What?! Xue Shen likes Meng Jia?!"

The amount of information was too much, and Zhao Jingming couldn't control his shouting. For a while, the quiet classroom became even more silent, and even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

Song Ye: "..."

Zhao Jingming made a big mistake himself, and begged for mercy: "Brother Ye, you should be gentle."

The news seemed to grow wings. After one night, the whole school knew that "Pei Hanmo likes Meng Jia".

Pei Hanmo is aloof and withdrawn but extremely good. Of course there are not too few suitors, but they all stop at his aura of indifference to strangers. They regard him as the flower of Gaoling and cannot be teased. Who would have thought that he could see Gao Ling When Zhihua went to pursue others, everyone's curiosity was aroused.

Everyone wants to see the attitude of the other party.

The other party seemed to hear the expression of the Arabian Nights, "Are you kidding me, Pei Hanmo likes me?"

It's almost like wanting to assassinate her.

Meng Jia will never forget the two times Pei Hanmo looked at her. The first time was in the alley, that was the first time she encountered Pei Hanmo's hostility.

The second time in the office, I felt the coldness of the other party at close range, and it was only aimed at her. If he was not interested in Song Ye, Meng Jia swore that she would never fight in her life.

Now that everyone knows the news, Meng Jia wants to see Song Ye's reaction. After all, writing sweets requires interaction between the two parties to be sweet enough.

Unexpectedly, Song Ye was a steely straight man. Meng Jia felt that she had misjudged her. Why did she think that these two men were a good match?

"Pei Hanmo wrote you a love letter?" Song Ye asked.

No wonder he thought so, there were only two things that could impress Meng Jia, one was being able to fight, and the other was good-looking writing.Pei Hanmo is a three-good student who doesn't know how to fight, and the only thing left is his good words.

Meng Jia: "Why did he write me a love letter?"

You are the official partner, dear!If I want to write, I will write for you, baby!

Song Ye didn't understand what she was excited about, so he made a conclusion on his own: "That means I haven't started chasing you yet."

"Yeah, no, he didn't want to chase me!"

Now Song Ye was in a dilemma, did he accidentally expose Pei Hanmo's privacy?

Pei Hanmo won't hold grudges when he finds out, right?

In order to avoid revenge in the future, Song Ye decided to help him catch Meng Jia.

Now the whole school knows about it, and if you don't chase him, you have to chase him. Anyway, it's a matter of time, so let him help out as a good deed.

Or start by writing a love letter.

"You wait, I'll ask him to write for you."

"What?" Meng Jia was in a hurry, afraid that Song Ye would act immediately after speaking, so she hurriedly stopped him: "Don't write—"

"Write what?"

"Love letter!" Meng Jia was anxious, "I like you whether I write it or not..."

Halfway through the conversation, Meng Jia suddenly realized that it wasn't Song Ye who was asking the question just now... Who was that?

Like a person with limited mobility, her half body was stiff and she slowly turned around, and she saw Pei Hanmo and the familiar death stare.

"..."

Meng Jia almost knelt down, Zai Zai help you Ma Ma...

"I didn't mean that, I meant—"

Pei Hanmo looked down, staring at Song Ye's half of his sleeve being pulled.

Meng Jia let go of her hand quickly, as if her hand would be gone if she was slower for a second, and she forgot what she was going to say just now.

However, Pei Hanmo didn't intend to listen to her explanation. The two were indeed just strangers. If it wasn't for Song Ye, he would have no idea who this girl was. When Song Ye stood with her, he would be uncontrollably irritable.

He even wanted to hide him, so that no one could touch him except him...

Pei Hanmo passed Meng Jia and looked at Song Ye: "Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Song Ye's eyes lit up, "Going out to eat today?"

Pei Hanmo glanced at the time, "Just hurry up."

"Let's go, let's go now."

Meng Jia who was left behind: "..."

So is Song Ye straight?

She doesn't look the same anymore.