After Ye Hanzhi returned to Ye's house, he said hello to his parents and then took Ye Ersan's smart minibus back to his yard.
While sitting on the chariot, Ye Hanzhi's eyes never left the notebook in his hand.
He has been looking at Tang Zhixi.
He had always been in a good mood, but when he saw Tang Zhixi and Chu Qingyan sitting together, and they were communicating well with each other, he gradually frowned.
The camera's sound pickup function was limited, but the words of both of them reached Ye Hanzhi's ears through the microphone on Tang Zhixi's clothes.
Ye Hanzhi clearly felt that this little girl liked Chu Qingyan very much.
In an instant, the alarm bell in my heart rang again.
The Chu family is the only family that can compete with the Ye family. Chu Yimo is only one year older than him, outstanding, rich, powerful, powerful, and good-looking.
Originally, there was an arrogant and domineering sister-in-law who could be treated as a trouble to persuade the little girl.
But why does this little girl still like this Chu Qingyan so much?
Tsk.
Ye Hanzhi was a little unhappy, looking at the little girl on the screen with half-lidded eyes, and after a while he said: "Ye Ersan."
"Third Master, please tell me." Ye Ersan's mechanical voice sounded.
"Go back the way you came."
"Okay, Third Master."
On the way back, Ye Hanzhi called Chu Yimo.
It rang for more than ten seconds before the call was answered.
Ye Hanzhi didn't even say a word of greetings, and went straight to the topic: "Yi Mo, my mother has been a little busy recently and wants to find you a girlfriend. I should send you some profile photos tomorrow. Do you like any of them?
"
"What?!?!" Chu Yimo's voice sounded like it was splitting in half on the phone.
Ye Hanzhi's fingers were tapping lightly on the computer, and the look in his eyes was dark and unclear, like a dark cloud that couldn't be resolved: "I'll choose a blind date for you."
Chu Yimo was quiet for a while and then said: "No, why are you looking for me? Isn't Ting Jue still missing?"
Ye Hanzhi glanced at Chu Qingyan on the computer screen, smiled and said, "Ting Jue has a target and is chasing her."
"Ouch. The old iron tree has blossomed?" Chu Yimo also laughed and said, "Whose girl is so unlucky that he fell in love with her?"
Ye Hanzhi did not answer him, but just said: "Just remember to wrap a big red envelope when the time comes."
"That's what you said, I won't give you a big red envelope when you get married."
Ye Hanzhi raised his eyebrows. He felt that if that day came, Chu Yimo would definitely include a sharpened ax in the red envelope.
"Tingjue has bloomed, so it's time for you to bloom too." Ye Hanzhi said slowly, "Take it seriously. After all, don't waste your elders' thoughts."
"I'm still in Continent F. I don't have time to go back."
"If you are interested, I will send someone on a special plane to have a blind date with you," Ye Hanzhi said.
Chu Yimo: ".Is there something wrong with you?"
"For your happiness."
"I'll give you this happiness, I don't want it."
"Sorry, I have." Ye Hanzhi said.
"." Chu Yimo paused and said, "Give it to Yuzhe and let him take care of it."
"Yuzhe doesn't need it," Ye Hanzhi said, "With his temperament, it's possible to get a certificate tomorrow."
"Too."
"So you are the only one left." Ye Hanzhi said, "If I were you and let my friends and elders worry so much, I would be so guilty that I couldn't sleep at night."
Chu Yimo: "."
"Don't waste the elders' thoughts." Ye Hanzhi said softly, "I mean, it is not wasted until the blind date is successful."
Chu Yimo was silent for a moment, and then said: "I really couldn't sleep until I answered your call."
Ye Hanzhi hung up the phone without saying the last word.
After Chu Yimo called again, he simply refused to answer.
Then he went to ask his mother to arrange a blind date for Chu Yimo in a good mood.
He had to see that Chu Yimo was settled before he could feel at ease.
**
Over at the school, classes started after the seats were arranged.
By this time in my senior year of high school, all the textbooks have already been covered.
Therefore, the content taught by the teacher has completely exceeded the textbook, and contains more typical question types.
Tang Zhixi can do what is written on the blackboard, but the process of solving the problem is different from what the teacher said.
Hers is simpler, but the formula she uses seems to be more complicated than that used by Geng Meng.
So she flipped through the textbook.
And while she was flipping through the textbook and listening to the teacher, Chu Qingyan took out her phone and played the game.
Tang Zhixi: "."
And she also discovered that there were very few people in the class.
Some are really listening, some are pretending, and some don't even want to pretend. Even if there are cameras around them, even if it will be broadcast at that time.
Everyone has nothing to fear.
If she hadn't known that Director Feng had not given this group of students a script, she would have thought that these people were acting.
Geng Meng's reaction seemed to be something he was used to.
The teacher speaks very fast, but the lecture speed is slightly slower.
He seems to be very impatient and very patient.
He is the kind of person who comforts others by saying, "Don't be in a hurry, take your time" even though he is already in a hurry.
Facing such a group of students, I still didn't give up. I kept asking people to ask questions, guiding them to study, and trying to make the prodigal son come back.
Tang Zhixi felt tired for her.
Another problem point. Tang Zhixi watched Geng Meng's eyes sweep back and forth in the class. Then she narrowed her eyes, made a false move, looked at Tang Zhixi, and fired up Fu Xue.
After finishing the order, she might have found it very funny, and even smiled proudly at Tang Zhixi.
As if to say: You must be scared by me.
Tang Zhixi: "."
Fu Xue's foundation is indeed good. It has been so long since she graduated from high school and she can still remember some knowledge points, so her answer is half correct.
Geng Meng guided her to fill in the last half.
Then Geng Meng praised him a few words, and the class burst into applause.
"Formalization." Chu Qingyan muttered while playing the game.
Tang Zhixi heard this, turned her head and glanced at her, then looked at the game on her phone.
One of the most popular games at the moment is competitive shooting.
"If you're bored, you can play with your phone." Chu Qingyan whispered.
"I think it's quite interesting." Tang Zhixi said.
Chu Qingyan glanced at her, said nothing, and lowered her head.
Tang Zhixi watched her game, and at a critical moment when she was sniping with others, she suddenly reached out and tugged on her clothes.
Chu Qingyan's hand slipped, and the shot was about to hit her grandma's house. She was instantly knocked down by the opponent.
She looked at the character on the phone, crawling on her knees on the ground, her blood volume decreasing little by little. She was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly looked at Tang Zhixi. Staring at her in surprise and anger.
After a while, he finally spoke through gritted teeth and said word by word: "What are you doing?"
Tang Zhixi looked at her calmly, with a little coldness in her eyes, and said in a lazy and joking tone: "If you play games in class, I will let you fall from the God of War to Bronze."
"What do you want to do!" She was too shocked, so Chu Qingyan asked again.
Tang Zhixi raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Mind your own business."