Ye Jinxia, who had just transferred to Jiangcheng, liked Experiment 1 Middle School. The teachers were kind and the classmates were friendly. Of course, except for my "Neptune" narcissistic and poisonous school bully classmate.
Ye Jinxia, who had just returned from the Academic Affairs Office: "I got the new student registration form for you. Please fill it out."
Xu Qifeng came back from skipping class: "My hand hurts, please fill it in for me."
Ye Jinxia: Hey~
Ye Jinxia, who stayed up late to review physics, said: "Hey, why is physics so difficult? I've done two sets of test papers and still haven't made any progress."
Xu Qifeng woke up: "No talent, not enough IQ, I understand."
Ye Jinxia: Get out~
Ye Jinxia, who was treated as a love letter messenger: "Here, another innocent little sister is seduced by your melancholy, cold, hypocritical and good skin."
Xu Qifeng raised his head from the letter: "Oh, then have you used your experience to tell him that my brother will not lose money by investing in shares~"
Ye Jinxia: yue~
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Xu Qifeng from the former Experiment 1 returned from school with a sudden change in his painting style
- "Brother Qi, let's go and eat chicken tonight."
-"I want to memorize words"
-"Then let's go to the door and eat real chicken."
-"The cafeteria is very good"
-"Brother Qi, the number one in the monthly exam of our grade actually has the same name and surname as you, hahahaha"
-"Come on, silly son, daddy loves you"
Crowd: Is this the same school bully who skipped class, played ball, and handed in blank papers in advance if they disagreed?
According to an anonymous insider, Mr. Ma, it wasn't because of his deskmate~
Their story began at the end of summer and ended at the beginning of summer due to a misunderstanding.
Fortunately, the separation is just for a better encounter,
Finally, in this midsummer, which was too late, the fruits and flowers bloomed.
From then on, every year of Xu Qifeng's life, there was Ye Jinxia.
Concept: The pain of youth is nothing