137. Chapter 137 A student who is not reassuring 1
"Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with him." Yang Yuxi hurriedly clarified. "You should first deceive yourself with your words." Ding Qian rolled her eyes and said: "If you two have nothing to do with each other, he will make a fuss at the Binhai Club because of you.
?If you have nothing to do with him, he will go to great lengths to find this sad grass that he has never heard of?"
Hearing Ding Qian's words, Yang Yuxi was stunned. At first, she didn't think it was anything, but when Ding Qian said it, it seemed that Ye Ming was really good to her.
"How about it? Are you tempted by the handsome guy Ye Da?" Ding Qian saw Yang Yuxi's expression on his face and couldn't help but joked. "It's almost time for class. If you don't leave, you'll be late." Yang Yuxi changed the subject and said
I put the thermos cup away and went straight out.
"Wait for me." Ding Qian chased after her. But Yang Yuxi ignored it and strode towards the school. It was not until she came to the office that her ears became quiet, but her heart was filled with ripples because of Ding Qian's words, thinking of Ye Ming bullying her.
Her fragments, thinking of the fragments of him standing up for her at the Binhai Club, and more importantly, thinking of this heartfelt sad grass boiled egg soup...
"Is he really interested in me?" Yang Yuxi muttered, her cheeks turned crimson, and she couldn't help but spat at herself, "Yang Yuxi, Yang Yuxi, don't be a nymphomaniac. Could it be that Zhang Haoxuan has learned from the past and you haven't seen through love yet?"
Well, Ye Ming is very good, personable, and versatile...but he already has someone in his heart, and he is just an interesting toy to him." Yang Yuxi unexpectedly thought of the half of the sketch, not knowing what was in it.
Who is the person in the painting that Ye Ming has been thinking about for three years?
"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang..." At this moment, a low voice came from her ears. Yang Yuxi came back to her senses and saw Zheng Ruizheng looking at her strangely, "I called you several times, but you didn't hear me. What are you thinking about?"
Woolen cloth?"
"Nothing?" Yang Yuxi shook her head and calmed down and stopped thinking about it. "Xiao Yang, in the afternoon, Teacher Yan came to the office to see you." Zheng Rui hesitated. "Mr. Yan, what did he want to see me for?" Yang Yuxi was confused.
"It's not because of Chen Yu," Zheng Rui said. "Chen Yu, what's wrong with him?" Yang Yuxi's heart skipped a beat and she asked hurriedly. "Isn't it because of Chen Yu?" Zheng Rui shook his head. Just as he was talking, the office door was suddenly opened.
Pushing open, a short old man with gray hair appeared at the door. It was Yan Chuan, the teacher Zheng Rui and Yang Yuxi mentioned.
The office door was pushed open, causing quite a commotion. Several teachers in the office frowned, but when they saw that it was Yan Chuan who was coming, no one said anything. Yan Chuan is already sixty years old this year, and he is definitely a veteran in the seventh high school.
, many of the teachers at No. 7 High School are his students, and even the principal of No. 7 High School is his student, so his status in the school is very unusual.
Yan Chuan walked into the office and looked directly at Yang Yuxi's desk. When he saw her in the office, he shouted angrily: "Yang Yuxi, how do you discipline your students?"
"Teacher Yan, what's going on? What happened?" Yang Yuxi asked. Although she had heard Zheng Rui say that Chen Yu was the cause of the trouble, she didn't know what happened specifically. "That student of yours, Chen Yu,
Yu, that little gangster..." Yan Chuan was obviously very resentful. After using several adjectives in a row, he said: "He beat Liu Yang from our class."
