After three days of exams, Ye Wan went through the exam stage for the last time. When he entered No. 9 Middle School for the last time, Ye Wan recalled the scene of flying books in the sky when he graduated from high school. Song Yangshu did a good job, hugging Ye Wan in the midst of the 'Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers' and howling: "Ah, ah, ah, I'm free, ah ah ah!"

    Ye Wan frowned expressionlessly, and couldn't help recalling a moment. When I was 'liberated', was it just as unreserved as these little classmates now? Although Song Yangshu's exaggeration was exaggerated, compared to the students around him who were tearing up their workbooks, they were even more refined.

    I remember that at that time, my buddy Hang Xiangsu was also clinging to his shoulders like Song Yangshu now, and he was very crazy against the calmness of his face. This highly overlapping and similar scene made Ye Wan thoroughly experience the word 'youth', and he couldn't help but smile.

    "Muanzi, did you really apply for a big?" On the way to the graduation meal, Song Yangshu sighed endlessly: "I applied for the z-big in the next province, you can take the test anywhere with your unbelievable grades, why not? Change the city to see?"

    Song Yangshu has now fully accepted the setting that Ye Wan is actually a hidden academic tyrant. He worships his heaven-defying achievements every day, and prays three times a day to save his life and pray for blessings, and he also works hard to become stronger. In the last few months, my grades have improved a lot, and I applied to my ideal school without any pressure.

    His temperament is sunny and wild, and he always wanted to go out and 'go out for a bit', so he also tried to persuade Ye Wan to join him.

    "The a-law is the first in the country." Ye Wan recalled what Wang Chengji said to him, and did not waver at all.

    Just thinking of Wang Chengji, Ye Wan thought divergently and thought that the agreement signed by Mother Ye had already been given to him. I wonder if he took it to the notary office to go through the formalities.

    I remember that when Ye Cheng woke up that day and knew about this, he knocked Ye Mu to the ground with an angry slap, and the noisy ward was a mess. Ye Wan was at school at that time, but Xu Chengxi asked the security guard of the hospital to come and control Ye Cheng, which made him calm down temporarily. When Ye Wan rushed to the hospital with a dark face after school, Ye Cheng had already agreed to sign the agreement.

    I don't know if it was because the amount of money in the agreement made him drool and figure it out, or for some other reason. But no matter what the reason, Ye Wan was truly relieved. It would be good for him to not be entangled with the original Ye family in his future life.

    "Marco Balls!" Song Yangshu's chattering voice recalled Ye Wan to Shen'er. The two of them had already pulled behind the main force. Song Yangshu pointed to the milk tea shop a few steps away with interest, and asked brightly, "Let's have a drink?"

    Oh, as expected of a child, he also likes to drink these things. Ye Wan didn't say a word, but walked over and bought two cups of money. When he was about to order with the clerk, his hand with the money was suddenly slapped heavily. Ye Wan turned his head to the side under the stinging pain, only to see Feng Shengnan staring at him aggressively.

    Seeing him like this, Ye Wan's anger immediately came up - I was in a bad mood, and I always ran into these idiots to court death. He Quan Dang didn't see Feng Shengnan's deliberately provocative death, he turned his head coldly to the clerk and said, "Thank you for two cups of milk tea."

    "Pretending to get into the college entrance examination, you shouldn't be able to copy it." Feng Shengnan snorted disdainfully when he saw his ignorant appearance, looked at Ye Wan with a hint of pleasure, and sneered: "I don't know. In the end, the simulation was still the so-called No. 1 student in the city, how embarrassing it would be if the grades couldn’t even get up to a major, hahahaha.”

    After he finished speaking, he seemed to be pleased by his own humor, and then laughed wildly. stand up.

    "Did I say you're sick?" Ye Wan took the milk tea, and before he could speak, Song Yangshu, who was beside him, couldn't bear to fight back at Feng Shengnan: "Feng Da Xiaocao, aren't you the first place who was occupied by the balls? As for the anger. Are you spreading rumors on the spot? Tsk tsk , you really have no grace at all."

    Song Yangshu witnessed Ye Wan's 'transformation' from a scumbag to a scholar with his own eyes, and he couldn't tolerate the earnest efforts of his friends turning into plagiarism in Feng Shengnan's mouth. , retorted with a sly tongue.

    After all, Feng Shengnan was used to being held high by others. He was thin-skinned and instantly flushed with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?! I spread rumors? Haha, the last two grades in the three years of school are the last two. Monthly progress to No. 1 in the city, you have limited brain capacity to believe this kind of ghost thing, I don't believe it!"

    "Oh? Three years?" Song Yangshu grabbed the key word, raised his eyebrows jokingly, and looked at Feng Shengnan and said meaningfully. : "It seems that Feng Da Xiaocao is very concerned about our Maru brother. If you don't know, you might think that you have a crush on our Maru brother, hehe."

    Ye Wan's previous 'entanglement' with Feng Shengnan was rumored throughout the school. Anyone with discernment knows who has a crush on whom. But in order to humiliate Feng Shengnan, Song Yangshu had to turn the facts back, and the outspoken Feng Shengnan jumped: "You, don't you fucking talk nonsense? I will have a crush on him?!

    " When the nympho sees the school grass's popular appearance, the beautiful image in her heart is afraid to be completely disillusioned.

    Ye Wan and Song Yangshu looked at each other and couldn't help laughing together. Ye Wan laughed and learned the way of scolding young students, and was too lazy to give Feng Shengnan a look. Biting the milk tea straw, he swayed and followed Song Yangshu away. After walking a long way, he felt Feng Shengnan's eyes were on his back.

    Fortunately, their 'poor student class' and their key student class hotel box are not on the same floor. This year, because of a strange gene mutation like Ye Wan, He Yanfei can be said to be proud of himself. He couldn't help but float during the banquet. get drunk.

    When he was drunk, he came over to Ye Wan for a drink with his eyes blurred. He didn't want the usual deadly and serious head teacher. His face was flushed with excitement. Class!!"

    Ye Wan's ears were almost deaf, and the twitching expression on his face was exactly the same as that of the second class teacher.

    He Yanfei not only said that, he also handed the wine glass to Ye Wan eagerly to clink with him. !"

    Ye Wan: ""

    Although the body is not adapted to the alcohol factor, it is a useless two-cup pour. But on the big day of graduation, the teacher held a glass to toast, and Ye Wan still drank it.

    Then people from all walks of life came over with cups, and Ye Wan inevitably drank a few more cups. Fortunately, the side effects of beer are not as great as that of foreign wine. Ye Wan didn't faint directly when the scene was over, but it was inevitable that he would be top-heavy.

    Stumbling in a taxi and heading home, Ye Wan, who was half-drinking, struggled for a long time to open the door. When he jumped in, he found that the room was not as cold and dim as the previous two days, but a few soft lights were turned on.

    Um? someone here? Ye Wan squatted at the door and took off his shoes, thinking for a while in his head, but he didn't notice the sound of the gradual footsteps stepping on the floor tiles.

    Until his chin was lifted up by a big cold hand, Ye Wan's flushed and hot slap face fell on the other's palm, and a pair of misty black eyes aimed at Xu Chengxi's deep black eyes. The latter's brows frowned slightly, and seeing his appearance, he asked in a deep voice, "Where did you go?"

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