The title of the book is really interesting.

Chen Yang was afraid that she wouldn't see it, so he held up the book and read it carefully: "I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Le Ya really wanted to find a crack to get in.

She took the book out of Chen Yang's hand and put it back on the bookshelf, pretending that this didn't happen.

She really didn't expect it, because the books here are all American literature. Who knew there was such a book that sounded like a love novel.

Chen Yang let her move, the corners of his lips curled up, and he sighed leisurely, with a breathy sound, which seemed to sound regretful.

The gap between the bookshelves is not big, only enough for one person. Now there are only two of them here, and a strange atmosphere lingers.

Leya's face was flushed with shame. After a while, she abruptly changed the subject and said, "I'm fine, I can go back."

She had already taken a fancy to one book just now, and she was not in the mood to look for other books now. She would talk about it later when she had the chance.

Without waiting for his answer, Le Ya turned around and walked towards the cashier.

Chen Yang looked at her back and her ponytail moving. He took out the book that had been put back and walked over.

There are cash registers on the second and first floors of the bookstore.

After paying the bill, Leya didn't ask for the bag from the bookstore and just hugged it in her arms, holding a cup of milk tea in her right hand.

Before she turned around, she heard Chen Yang's voice: "This."

Le Ya turned her head to look and was a little suspicious when she saw the book in his hand.

She felt that he really didn't look like he was studying, but his grades were much better than hers, which made her very angry.

There was still one week left before the midterm exam, and she had to work hard. A piece of grass suddenly appeared in Leya's heart, and then it would never wither.

Chen Yang put the book on the table, and it was the book just now.

Le Ya asked: "How did you buy this book?"

"Of course it's because it looks good. Buying it back will cultivate your sentiments." Chen Yang replied, "Or do you think there's something wrong with it?"

Before Le Ya could answer, he added, "Only my girlfriend can decide what I buy. Do you still have any questions?"

Le Ya wanted to refute but had no reason, so she snorted slightly.

She tilted her head and said, "As long as you like it."

The girl at the checkout counter had just graduated. The atmosphere between the two of them was unusual, but they seemed to be undisturbed.

She smiled knowingly and accepted the payment.

Today's high school students are much more open-minded than they were back then. Puppy love is not an issue anymore, and this kind of ambiguity in school days is very exciting.

The reason why so many youth campus TV series are so popular is because everyone has their school days and even has someone they like.

And... she looked at these two people and they looked so good-looking. They really matched each other. The girl looked so soft that she really wanted to squeeze her.

"Okay." She handed the book over.

Chen Yang stretched out his hand to take it and said to Le Ya, "Aren't you leaving?"

Le Ya came back to her senses and said oh.

After leaving the bookstore, the atmosphere just now dissipated a lot.

Many students had had dinner and were returning to school in twos and threes. The lights at the door were very bright. Some of them knew Chen Yang and looked over from time to time.

Le Ya subconsciously walked a little faster.

It wasn't until they reached the senior high school teaching building that Chen Yang hooked her collar and asked, "Aren't you tired from walking so fast?"

Le Ya pulled out her school uniform, turned around to face him, and said seriously: "Of course I'm not tired anymore."

Chen Yang nodded.

Le Ya said: "I'm going back to the classroom."

Chen Yang said: "What a coincidence, I want to go up from here too."

There are no lights here, only the light from the school gate reaches here. With the light behind her, Le Ya can't see Chen Yang's expression clearly.

She thought for a while but said nothing.

Some classmates were passing by making fun.

It wasn't until they reached the fourth floor, next to the back door of Class 1, that Le Ya said again: "Aren't you going back to the classroom yet?"

Chen Yang said: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Le Ya didn't understand what he meant. She looked at him blankly, then handed over the milk tea in her hand, "Here, here it is."

Chen Yang rubbed the corners of his eyes and said, "I'll give it to you."

Le Ya said: "How can this be done? I agreed to treat you and both drinks are yours. Although I didn't pay, I am the 999th customer, so it means I have treated you."

Hearing her calculating with her hands like this, Chenyang felt that she was really stupid.

How come 999 people are free of charge?

He raised the milk tea in his right hand and said, "I don't have any hands to take it."

It seems that there is nothing left, with a book in one hand and milk tea in the other.

Just as he was talking, a classmate came up the stairs and said hello: "Le Ya, you are back so early. I just have a math question to ask you. Are you free now?"

Le Ya hummed and quickly raised her head to look at Chen Yang.

After her classmates left, she had forgotten about the milk tea.

Chen Yang suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair, and reminded in a low voice: "Go back."

Le Ya was stunned for a moment when she was touched.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing in the classroom. When she looked outside, Chen Yangren was no longer there and must have left.

The classmate who asked the previous question is approaching.

Le Ya stared at the milk tea in her hand, a little worried about whether she should drink it or not, or send it over.

The second period evening self-study is from the head teacher.

There was nothing going on in the evening, so Teacher Jiang simply determined the quota for poor students last time and made it public in case some people disagreed.

It’s just that as soon as the quotas were released this time, some people started talking about them.

Zhou Xiaoqing's quota is clearly on the list.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became awkward.

Everyone in the class who was watching knew what was going on. Except for the one who was doing the questions, everyone else looked at Zhou Xiaoqing.

Did she really choose to be a poor student?

The class teacher has repeatedly explained the matter of selecting poor students, and reiterates it every semester. It must be strictly controlled, and everyone must implement it, because this is a preferential treatment for poor students.

Basically every student knows the importance of this for poor students.

Now that we are in high school, we are out of nine-year compulsory education. In addition to tuition and miscellaneous fees, there are various other expenses. This scholarship is very important for poor students.

The head teacher, Teacher Jiang, didn't know what was going on. He looked at the monitor, frowned and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

No one dared to speak out.

Xie Qingyu secretly said to Le Ya: "It seems that this matter is going to be a big deal."

The number of places for poor students in the class was originally limited, and now one was taken away by Zhou Xiaoqing, which directly squeezed out the originally elected one.

They didn't pay attention and didn't know who was not selected.

Le Ya frowned and whispered: "Wen't always done well before, why was she chosen this time?"

Zhou Xiaoqing was not selected in the previous semesters, so why was he selected this semester? There must be something going on.

At this moment, a naughty boy in the class said: "Teacher, why is Zhou Xiaoqing also chosen? Isn't she quite rich?"

Hearing this, Teacher Jiang subconsciously looked at Zhou Xiaoqing.

Zhou Xiaoqing lowered his head and did not dare to look at her.

Xie Qingyu touched her and said, "Don't get involved."

The class teacher will get angry when he sees this. If they get involved, they will become accomplices, and their impression will be bad.

Teacher Jiang frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Zhou Xiaoqing and the selection team will all go to my office, while the others will study on their own."

Zhou Xiaoqing's face suddenly turned pale.

As soon as she left the classroom door, a small discussion soon started, and the class monitor made her feel better.

There were not many teachers in the office, so Zhou Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and followed the class teacher without saying a word.

Teacher Jiang sat down and asked, "What's going on?"

There were several people in the selection panel, but no one dared to speak this time. Some people didn't know what the situation was. They were voted out at that time.

In the end, it was Wang Ya who stood up and told the story, "... about the bursary for poor students, Zhou Xiaoqing promised to treat me to meals for a week, so I voted for her..."
To be continued...