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

"I finished."

Xia Xingqiao put down her pen, raised her head under Yuan Lao's encouraging eyes and said.

The swishing sound of the pen tip rubbing against the draft paper stopped abruptly.

Seeing that Xia Xingqiao handed over the test paper to the teacher, beads of sweat oozed from the foreheads and noses of several top students.

Looking back at the paper, the more anxious I felt, the more I felt that the next few big questions were completely clueless.

It ended up being awkwardly empty.

Xia Shuran's face was pale, and his teeth were about to be crushed with his head lowered.

But no one paid any attention to them.

The professor on the opposite side cheerfully took Xia Xingqiao's test paper, and saw that his handwriting was neat and neat, and the paper was extremely neat.

Their affection for Xia Xingqiao has increased a lot. After all, which teacher would not like a serious student?

Looking at the content again, the train of thought was as clear as the test paper. Several professors nodded appreciatively while reading it, and handed the test paper to the Yinghe teachers who were about to see through it.

Yinghe's teacher saw Xia Xingqiao's nearly perfect answering process and answers, and the dissatisfaction with being delayed at work had already gone to the sky.

This kid is such a good seedling!

Now that the suspicion of cheating on Xia Xingqiao was completely cleared up, Old Yuan put away his smile, and said with a serious face:

"If it weren't for such a small test today, wouldn't this future talent be buried under the stigma of cheating?"

The professors from the famous universities on the side also echoed:

"Yeah, you don't want this kind of good seedling, Yinghe, it's better to let him come directly to be my closed disciple."

"If he has any future as a student, why don't you come to our B University, and I'll take you personally when the time comes."

"You old man is very bad, and you still want to cut off my bullshit? Don't listen to him, little student, come to Q University..."

"you……"

Several teachers in Yinghe watched their former mentor almost quarreled because of Xia Xingqiao: "..."

The teaching director also wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, denied it again and again, and regretted it in his heart, "Did student Xia Xingqiao hide his clumsiness before..."

Xia Xingqiao: "..."

Can he say that the original body is indeed a scumbag?

"I did do a lot of irrational things before..." Xia Xingqiao touched the tip of his nose and said unnaturally.

Xia Xingqiao didn't know, but it was his hesitating appearance that made it look more like he had something to hide.

So the elders present looked at Xia Xingqiao with more loving eyes.

Yuan Lao even held Xia Xingqiao's hand and patted it.

Xia Xingqiao was very moved. Looking at Mr. Yuan, he was in a daze, and suddenly thought of the old book stall uncle in his previous life.

The uncle is a veteran and lost his left leg in an accident. When he got old, he could only drag his broken leg to set up a stall in the alley every day.

He has a bad temper, every time Xia Xingqiao pushed the sweet potato cart over his stall accidentally, he would be scolded violently by his uncle.

But as soon as there are books that Xia Xingqiao can use, the uncle will secretly put them at the bottom of the other books, and finally arrange them into a pile and throw them to Xia Xingqiao as if he disliked them.

Xia Xingqiao thought that although he had experienced a lot in his previous life, he was very lucky to always meet such a person who helped him during the difficult days.

His eyes were astonishingly bright with a little tear, Xia Xingqiao looked at Old Yuan and sincerely thanked: "Thank you."

Old Yuan laughed heartily a few times, and whispered in Xia Xingqiao's ear like an old child: "You're welcome, the youngest of the Rong family begged me to come. But he was right, you are indeed a good boy."

The old gentleman's tone was very proud, and he specially emphasized the tone of "begging".

Xia Xingqiao's heart was shaken, he opened his eyes slightly:

The Rong family...?Is it Doctor Rong?

When Xia Xingqiao walked out of the teaching office, a large number of students who had been watching had dispersed, and basically only his own class was left.

They looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

Finally someone stood up and apologized first: "I'm sorry, Xia Xingqiao."

The first one started, and the students behind followed closely behind:

"Student Xia Xingqiao, I'm sorry."

"We shouldn't believe you cheated without proof."

"Yeah, I heard them talking about you..."

"No matter what, we are all wrong, and I am really sorry."

Xia Xingqiao shook her head and said, "It's okay."

"...Then if I have any questions, can I ask you?"

Xia Xingqiao looked at the students who had expectations written on their faces, and smiled: "Of course."

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd, and the dull atmosphere just now was swept away.

They surrounded Xia Xingqiao and said in one go:

"Wuhu! It's great!"

"You are really amazing!"

"Yeah, yeah, that bully in Class [-] used to have his nostrils go up to the sky when he walked. Just now I saw his face turn green hahahaha!"

"It really slapped those schoolmasters hard in the face haha~"

"Hey, it suddenly occurred to me that the first grade and the second grade are both in our class now! Our class is so strong!"

Xia Shuran, the second grader who came out of the teaching office one step behind, just heard this sentence: "..."

Xia Xingqiao didn't see Xia Shuran's sudden change of expression, all he was thinking about was "the third son of the Rong family" that Yuan Lao said just now.

He clenched the phone in his hand, bit his lower lip lightly, and frowned delicately: Is it Dr. Rong...

... Or, why don't you ask?

Doctor Rong over there quickly replied:

[Doctor Rong: It is everyone's responsibility to help Qiao Qiao's little classmate. 】

...QAQ!Why does Doctor Rong keep saying such weird things?

Holding the phone, Xia Xingqiao obediently counted the house numbers in the empty corridor: "901, 903, 905..."

"907 found it... hey!?"

The door of room 907 was suddenly opened from the inside.

As soon as Xia Xingqiao's slender wrist was grasped, he only had time to exclaim before being pulled in by a force that wasn't too strong.

With a click, the door was closed.

Xia Xingqiao leaned her back against the wall next to the door.

Rong Tingye's arms were propped on the wall, and Xia Xingqiao was trapped between his body and the wall in a wall-dong posture.

His other hand rested on the back of Xia Xingqiao's head, firmly protecting Xia Xingqiao's head.

Xia Xingqiao:! ! !

He raised his head slightly and looked at Rong Tingye with wide eyes.

Dr. Rong looked different from what he had seen before... Today he wore a brand new white coat over his elegant shirt.

His long hair was still tied behind his head, but there was an extra pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Xia Xingqiao swallowed subconsciously, and her small Adam's apple rolled.

Because of the height difference, he now seems to be covered by Rong Tingye's body, or imprisoned in his arms.

For some reason, Xia Xingqiao suddenly felt a subtle but not strong sense of oppression.

My heartbeat couldn't help but speed up: bang bang bang...

Rong Tingye lowered his head slightly to look at Xia Xingqiao, the kid's big eyes were round and bright because of surprise.

He was looking up at himself blankly.

A dark color flashed across Rong Tingye's eyes, and suddenly his hands were so itchy, he touched Xia Xingqiao's too slender eyelashes with his fingertips: "Qiao Qiao, you're back to your senses."

Xia Xingqiao came back to her senses, her little face blushed instantly.

He lowered his head abruptly, Rong Tingye could only see that even the tips of his ears in his black hair were blushing.

Rong Tingye couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

"Doctor Rong, I, I'm here to thank you." Xia Xingqiao followed Rong Tingye. After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to thank Doctor Rong in person.

So he added up two lifetimes and sneaked out in the self-study class for the first time.

It was the first time for Xia Xingqiao, a good boy, to do such a "rebellious" thing as skipping class. It was really exciting, and even tiny beads of sweat broke out on the palms of his hands.

"You're welcome," Rong Tingye sat behind the desk, and the transparent lenses couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "I just mentioned it to Mr. Yuan, because he likes to join in the fun."

Xia Xingqiao sat obediently on the bench, her waist straightened, she shook her head and insisted: "No, I want to thank you."

Looking at Xia Xingqiao's serious look, Rong Tingye thought he was so cute.

You are really a child, what does it look like to thank you.

"Do you want to sit here for a while?" Rong Tingye suggested.

Xia Xingqiao nodded for some reason.

After nodding his head, he felt uncomfortable again, so he pretended to be relaxed and looked around the school infirmary.

This school infirmary did not appear in the memory of the original body before.

It is not much different from other school infirmaries, and has everything that should be there.It seems that the decoration is relatively simple, and there is a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

But there are flowers in the room, which is still a bit warm.

The window was half open, and the wind blew the curtains slightly.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the school doctor's room.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Xia Xingqiao had originally skipped class and slipped out, and her heart was always tense, for fear of being found out.

Hearing this hasty knock on the door suddenly, Xia Xingqiao felt anxious, and her clever little brain crashed on the spot.

!!!

But he must not be seen skipping class!

Thinking of this, Xia Xingqiao sneaked under the only desk in the school doctor's office.

It was almost too late for Rong Tingye to stop him.

Rong Tingye: "..."

When Xia Xingqiao finally came to his senses, there was a loud noise in his mind...

...Help!What the hell did he do! QAQ! ! !

Can he leave this beautiful world now? !