Chapter 24

The clinic.

These two words almost made Xu Zihang think about the fact that he was secretly plotted by Xiaodao and his gang a week ago, and then he miraculously escaped.

Looking at the face of the cool song ye, he was a little uncertain, "Song ye, are you that song ye?" Because the image difference is too big, he didn't connect the two people at all. Until the person in front of him nodded, he just woke up like a dream, showed a brilliant smile and held out his hand to her, "I've been looking for you, thank you for saving me last time."

Although he didn't know the details of his escape, song Ye was grateful and appreciated for saving him.

Just the next second, this gratitude and appreciation will be knocked out of existence.

"Save you, is to pay the price, this bet, is not a joke." Song Ye didn't look at the palm of his hand, which represented friendship. He said frankly that he wanted to repay his own salvation.

This may be common in the adult world, but for 16-7-year-old students, it represents philistine and snobbery, which is not accepted by children.

The warm atmosphere on the court was slightly condensed. Just now, the hearts of the team-mates who were still fighting side by side seemed to be frostbitten by the cold air on nine cold days, and their smiles could not be maintained.

"Song ye..." Wang Tiechuan wanted to say something, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything in his own position. However, he really liked song ye and didn't believe that she had a purpose in approaching Xu Zihang.

But now on the court, I'm afraid he's the only one who thinks so.

Xu Zihang was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he drew up the corner of his lip coldly. He reached out his hand and took out some old people's heads from his pocket and threw them on the ground. "This is the reward for saving your life. I'm sorry, we are not interested in following you."

After that, Xu Zihang turned to leave, and several brothers in the same trade all turned around and left without looking back. Their meaning was very clear. They looked down on Song ye, a villain who was only for profit.

Wang Tiechuan was in a dilemma and finally had to follow the crowd to leave.

Song Ye was the only one left on the court for a while, and people around her scoffed at her. They couldn't see the worship of her playing skills just now.

Song Ye looks at the back of a group of people leaving. Her eyes are calm. Then she lifts her feet and leaves. Her white sports shoes step on several old people's heads, leaving light footprints.

She believes that she and Xu Zihang will meet again.

After a vigorous exercise, song Ye felt that it was not enough. He wandered to a gymnasium in the center of the city and applied for a fitness card. He didn't come back to the hotel to sleep until late at night.

Fifteen years ago, song ye may be sentimental and lonely for loneliness, but after 15 years, she has become a lone killer. She has no hesitation and hesitation in her life. Once she has a goal, she will move forward bravely.

But after all, she still forgot that she was only 15 years old and was still a minor who needed guardianship. This kind of independent lifestyle had obviously broken away from the social norms.

In the morning, when I went to school with my schoolbag on my back, I could hear the landlady murmuring over there after passing the front desk, "good girl's house, how can you be so shameless and shameless to do such a thing, and still go to school."

In fact, the deep meaning of this kind of speech can be worked out after careful consideration. Since Zhao Zhen came to talk to her that day, rumors have been flying all over the place. In addition, her child lives alone in a hotel, which makes people even more dreamy.

However, he didn't get any real harm. Song Ye didn't care about it. He thought that after a period of time, the money in the store would flow back, so he would buy a house to live in. The future house price will soar exponentially. It is a good choice to have money to invest in real estate.

After entering the school gate, his eyes were still warm. As soon as he stepped into the door of the class, he was still silent. It was obvious that the owner of the lively atmosphere was song Ye. But now the students look at her eyes is no longer ridicule, but full of curiosity and jealousy.

Song Ye didn't care about other people's opinions, but as soon as he sat down, he received a small note from the next door.

"Deskmate, you are famous. Yesterday, Tang Meiling was stripped of a layer of super glue, crying and crying to find you bad luck, but there was no evidence, and she was scolded by the teacher. Now in the class, you are the hero who dares to fight against the evil forces!"

Looking at the ending of the ellipsis, song Ye suddenly wanted to laugh. The cold corner of his mouth cracked because of this childish brush. He took up the pen and wrote down a few words.

"If you have time to chat, you'd better finish your homework first."

Sure enough, this sentence is very powerful, and I haven't seen any reply for a long time. Wang Tiechuan bit the pen pole and click there in rhythm. In less than five minutes, another piece of paper came in.

"Deskmate, have you finished your homework? Can you lend it to me for reference?"

Song Ye turns leisurely with the ball point pen in his hand, slowly draws out an exercise book and returns three words by the way.

"Write now."

At that time, Wang Tiechuan's heart was full of galloping horses. Staring at a blank exercise book on Song Ye's desk, he thought that you had done less than me, but you were still so calm, and installed a piece of wool. When he was about to brush the white brush, he was almost unable to keep on working.In the same class for three years, although song ye had a low sense of existence in the class, he was clear about his academic achievements. He was separated from his own crane tail by several places. He was also a poor student in the class.

At the moment, seeing her writing like a fly, Wang Tiechuan thought that she was abandoning herself and scribbling. Unexpectedly, she stretched her neck and looked at it, and her eyes almost didn't fall off.

What song Ye is doing is exactly the function problem that Wang Tiechuan has been thinking about with his pen. He can't write it even if he wants to break his head. Song Ye is a beautiful three-step analysis, and concludes that the handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like the printed style.

Finish a question quickly and continue to write the next one with a ballpoint pen.

Wang Tiechuan always followed the pen to move his eyes, and his expression was numb. Until the whole page was finished, a cold sight looked over. He did not react and closed his chin, but his eyes were still shocked.

Then, song Ye pushed the exercise book to Wang Tiechuan with one hand, indicating that she had finished writing it and could refer to it as much as possible.

What can deepen friendship more than copying homework in student days? The conclusion is, of course, not.

At present, Wang Tiechuan was so excited that his cheeks were shaking. Although he did not know why song Ye suddenly opened his mind, it was the first thing to finish his homework.

Although song Ye has never read a junior high school textbook, she can be regarded as a top killer. The ability of memory, understanding and absorption are the necessary conditions. Yesterday, she went through the textbook and added mental arithmetic. These exercises were a piece of cake for her.

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