Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

"You won't fall in love recently!"

"...cough cough!" Xia Xingqiao almost choked on his own saliva, he coughed for a while, then looked up at Yang Le helplessly.

Yang Le guessed wrong, and scratched his head awkwardly, "No, isn't it? I think you seem to be in a good mood recently."

What he didn't have the nerve to say was that it was more than good. Seeing his tablemate's face glowing red these days, isn't he really in a relationship?

"Now our first priority is to study, we can't fall in love early."

Although Xia Xingqiao didn't know why Yang Le said that, she still explained it with a good temper.

Yang Le was curious: "Then why are you so happy recently? What good happened?"

Xia Xingqiao picked up the book in his hand, solemnly:

"Learning makes me happy."

Yang Le: "..."

Well, it seems very reasonable, damn it!He was convinced!

Xia Xingqiao looked at Yang Le's shocked expression and his soul was baptized and sublimated, and a question mark slowly popped up above his head:?

Then he continued to lower his head to read the book.

Seeing this, Yang Le also took out his textbooks.

After 10 minutes passed, Yang Le yawned big.

He quietly looked at his deskmate, Xia Xingqiao had turned several pages of the book in a short while!

"Qiao Qiao, can you understand all these?" If I can't understand it, it must be the book's problem, not his problem...

Xia Xingqiao nodded.

Yang Le was shocked again. He was either absent from class before the deskmate, or fell asleep in class, so he didn't miss his studies.

Thinking of Xia Xingqiao's exam results when the door was red...

Even if you look good, you can't brag!

Yang Le naturally wouldn't know that the person in front of him was no longer the former scumbag Xia Xingqiao.

In her previous life, Xia Xingqiao never gave up her studies even after she dropped out of school early because of her family background.

There is an old man who runs a used bookstall near his house, and he will lend old books to Xia Xingqiao.He worked hard to study and self-study in the gaps between kitchen helpers, and he has not had a single day in the past few years.

In the coldest winter, Xia Xingqiao set up a stall outside the store to sell roasted sweet potatoes, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet while listening to the radio in the store.

He read English aloud in his heart, and even the words smelled like sweet roasted sweet potatoes.

But even Yang Le, who had a good relationship with Xia Xingqiao, thought he was joking, let alone other students in the class.

"No way, hey hey, I saw Xia Xingqiao reading in the classroom just now?" A boy walked up to his friend and said exaggeratedly in a low voice.

Others didn't take it seriously, "Are you kidding! That ignorant young master, can he understand?"

After speaking, they realized that Xia Xingqiao was no longer the young master who was able to be arrogant and domineering every day.

Several people were awkwardly silent for a while.

Finally, one person hesitated and said, "...Do you think he is imitating Xia Shuran?"

Others: "..." Seems to make sense!

Wasn't Xia Shuran specially recruited into the school because of his excellent grades at the beginning, and he has even been ranked first in his grade since he entered school.

Their eyes couldn't help but drift to Xia Shuran who was sitting beside him.

I saw Xia Shuran holding a book in his arms and wearing expensive clothes, which was completely different from his shabby appearance before.

Hearing other people's comments, although Xia Shuran thought the same in his heart, and felt disgusted to be imitated by Xia Xingqiao like this, he still frowned and said softly:

"Don't talk about Xia Xingqiao like that, he is also very pitiful."