Zhou Yi's worries were completely unnecessary. Ye Yu openly admitted her past. Of course, she refused to admit those who said her private life was chaotic and had an abortion. At the same time, she lamented that her classmates were so imaginative that it would be a pity not to become a screenwriter.
Zhou Yi was no ordinary teacher. He told Ye Yu directly that many of the people on this forum were well-known writers on the Internet and made more money in a month than their teachers. She has good grades, makes money, and even has good family conditions, secretly reminding Ye Yu that she also has to work hard to make progress.
Classmate Ye was not to be outdone. She secretly and secretly felt that Mrs. Zhou would not be able to do anything if she ordered her again, so she directly showed her bank card balance. She is a millionaire, and she proudly showed off that she got most of the money from competitions.
In fact, she only earned a fraction of it from competitions. If she had continued to compete in high school, she would have earned more. It's a pity that her family has cut off her financial resources. Most of the money was paid to her by her father over the past ten years. . Although she spends money lavishly, she doesn't spend too much and doesn't spend much.
After she took the initiative to admit her own talents, Zhou Yi was about to start arranging for her to become a national athlete. Classmate Ye was not happy, so she used her grandparents as an excuse. When Zhou Yi heard this, it did make sense. Who would want to see his lovely granddaughter being beaten on stage?
Ye Yu thought that being a physical education student was too tiring, so she directly proposed to go to various art students to experience it, and then choose a direction. In the next few days, she went to the art studio, the concert hall, and the dance studio. The teacher didn't like anything. She could only sing well, but she didn't understand music theory at all. After listening to a few classes, the teacher said Once you ask, you still don’t know.
In the end, Ye Yu chose art. The scenery outside the classroom where the art room is located is nice and quiet. And I heard that the teacher would often take them out to explore the beautiful scenery, and it seemed awkward for her to go alone to Chengdu to see the beautiful scenery, but with this reason in mind, it seemed good. The most important thing is that painting can calm a person's mind, so she should soon become a real good girl.
This week, Ye Yu didn't go out for nightlife anymore. She had morning self-study in the morning. She was almost late on the first day, so her grandfather forced her to go to bed early that night. He even watched the door to prevent her from going out for a walk. Even the walk after dinner was accompanied by the second elder himself.
She and Ai Hao basically had no communication. Hao would sleep in class and go home after class. He would not come to self-study in the morning or evening. Sometimes there was no class teacher's class and he would not come to school in the morning.
The two never spent time together outside of the classroom, and the discussion on the forum about the two of them cooled down. Most people said that Mr. Hao knew the true identity of the transfer student and dumped her, while others said that Mr. Hao was tired of playing and didn't want to play anymore. There are various legends, but it is a pity that the small composition that Ye Yu waited so hard for was unfinished because of the lack of communication between the two of them.
After entering the senior year of high school, the breaks became single breaks, but for Class 10, teachers took them out for activities on Saturdays.
On Saturday, Ye Yu followed her teacher to the sunflower fields in Chengdu. She was still a beginner and had no ability to draw, so she was forced to become a model. It must be said that these students are all soul painters. They painted her in different postures. This was the first time she felt that she looked good-looking and she couldn't help but become narcissistic.
Those who like to grow melons will naturally post these paintings on the forum, and naturally a lot of fans will rush to like them. There is such a group of people, no matter how dark my idol's past is, they have joined this circle. , I will love you till death.
The forum soon had a personal topic area for Ye Yu. Normally, people would post all kinds of beautiful photos of her. I don’t know who posted her cool motorcycle avatar on WeChat, and she gained a lot of fans in an instant. In the following week, she also received love letters and received them mercilessly.
Ye Yu is also a wonderful person. Friday's biology class was a bit boring. She took apart all the love letters she received and read them. I have to say that these people's literary talents are really amazing. Some people directly wrote her eight hundred The small composition made her very happy.
Classmate Hao was sleeping soundly when he was disturbed by Classmate Ye's suppressed laughter.
Both of them are busy with their own affairs these days. The chance of meeting each other on the street after school is greatly reduced, and they have no communication at school. They are like two strangers.
Ai Hao would still considerately help classmate Ye to scare away the troubled boys with her eyes. Classmate Ye would occasionally bring classmate Hao some desserts made by her grandma. There was no verbal communication, only eye contact.
Ye Yu also glued the books that she had deliberately torn apart before while classmate Hao was away, and thoughtfully painted with a highlighter to cover up the ugliness of the broken marks.
At this moment, Classmate Hao was awakened by Classmate Ye, and couldn't help but tilt his head to see what she was blatantly looking at.
You don't know if you don't look at it, but you will feel jealous again.
"Do you like reading love letters?"
"I have to say that the talents in the school are not ordinary talents. I seriously suspect that the person who wrote this love letter to me is the author of the most popular essay about you and me. The plot in it is reproduced and your The name was changed to his.”
Ye Yu blurted out without thinking, her voice was so low that she didn't even realize that she wasn't saying it in her heart, but actually speaking it out.
Classmate Hao snatched the love letter and looked at the signed name. He Mingxuan, well, he remembered this person. Let’s talk later.
"Hey, classmate Hao, why are you awake?"
Ye Yu was a little embarrassed. In fact, the bald guys had teased her about those little essays. She couldn't even blush after so many times. For some reason, she started to blush again after seeing Ai Hao's eyes. , inexplicably a bit substituted into the plot.
"You woke me up, tell me, how can I make up for it?"
Well, I always remember my cousin's teachings on chasing girls. Mr. Hao showed a sly smile, lazily supported his head with his hands, and yawned.
"Classmate Hao, have you read the essay too?"
This line is exactly the same as a new short essay about her that was published yesterday. This time the male protagonist is not Ai Hao, but a boss.
"..."
This cousin's routine didn't work on Little Yang, so Mr. Hao had no choice but to use his elder cousin's method.
"No, I'm looking at you!"
"..."
"You said you didn't read it, and so did your line."
Ye Yu thoughtfully took out her mobile phone, opened the forum, and showed the short essay to Hao.
Classmate Hao's mind was not on the essay at all. After taking the phone, she returned to her desktop. In the photo, Ai Hao was pushing the motorcycle, and Ye Yu turned back and looked at each other, which was very beautiful. The photos were post-processed, processed, special effects added, and text added.
"What's your background?"
Only then did Ye Yu realize that classmate Hao hadn't read the essay at all, but was looking at the desktop of her phone. She was so frightened that she took her phone back. Oh my god, her desktop is scrolling, why did she just scroll to this one? What if she is misunderstood and has a crush on him?
"Hey, the photography girl sent me the repaired picture last time, and I made a dynamic desktop myself. Looks cool!"
As she said that, Ye Yu showed him the phone's desktop again, and all that was scrolling now were hers alone.
