The teacher on the podium said some nonsense.
I keep puaing all my classmates, but unfortunately I am not good at academics.
Ye Haoran supported his chin with one hand and his eyes flew to the window again.
Compared with the boring courses in the past, today's first class was a lot more fun because of Ye Haoran's operation.
Several girls secretly glanced at Ye Haoran and found that Ye Haoran had been looking out the window throughout the class.
Fang Hui was also curious about what Ye Haoran was looking at.
actually.
Ye Haoran himself didn't know what he was looking at. Maybe there was nothing to see. The sky was blue, the trees were green, and the playground was quiet.
Halfway through the course, three sneaky guys slipped in through the back door.
I was worried that I couldn't find a typical example, and the teacher's pent-up anger suddenly burst out.
"The fourth row is the one from the bottom, the middle row is the second to last, and the one by the window is the second from the bottom. You three, get out of here and stand in the corridor!"
A roar made Ye Haoran tremble.
Seeing the three late guys lining up to leave the classroom, Ye Haoran once again cleared his mind.
The first class ended quickly in Ye Haoran's daze.
'Ding ding bell, the end of get out of class bell rang, and the teacher hurried out with the teaching materials.
Sun Jiaming ran over, holding a basketball in his arms.
"Hey Ye Haoran, let's go play ball."
Ye Haoran, who didn't want to move, suddenly became interested, reached out to take the basketball, and directly spun the ball with his fingers.
"Oh, Ye Haoran, you can do it."
Holding the basketball with both hands, the two walked towards the playground.
As soon as he left the classroom, he saw the teacher scolding three guys for eating. Ye Haoran passed by the three people without even looking at them.
There are a lot of people playing ball on the playground, but fortunately the venue is big enough.
I cast a few in a row and tried the feel.
I had the energy to play ball before. Although it was not professional enough, it was still okay to play with children.
This is also thanks to his physical fitness, which will increase every time he is reborn.
Although the increase later was not very obvious, it was still much stronger than the average person.
I didn't dare to exert too much force. The only one who felt uncomfortable was sweating.
When Sun Jiaming and I returned to class, monitor Chen Xun was giving a speech.
"Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance...so I propose that their way of suppressing our freedom is unacceptable."
A group of people below watched Chen Xun's performance and praised him appropriately.
"Our whole class will collectively submit a letter today to cancel evening self-study!
! "
"Roar!
! "
"Whoa whoa whoa!
"Pah, pah, pah"
Chen Xun got everyone's consent and was very happy.
Only Fang Hui pretended not to notice and continued to read the textbook seriously.
Ye Haoran handed the basketball to Sun Jiaming and walked back to his seat naturally.
As soon as he sat down, Zhao Ye, who was the first to criticize, said loudly: "All deans are paper tigers!"
Chen Xun said with a smile on the podium: "We are not a class struggle. We vote in a more democratic way. If you agree, please raise your hands."
Naturally everyone agreed when they heard that there was no need to study in the evening.
As for Ye Haoran.
He's not that retarded, and he's not that boring either. ….
"Hey! Ye Haoran, why don't you raise your hand? And Fang Hui, what's going on with you two?"
Ye Haoran was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "You guys are playing, don't worry about me, the minority obeys the majority, there are so many people raising their hands, it doesn't matter whether I raise my hand or not."
"How can it be meaningless? I raise my hand to let you express your position. Are you out of line?"
It was still Zhao Ye who spoke. As Chen Xun's good friend, he naturally stood by Chen Xun and was worried about his brother.
He lost face and started to make anger in front of Ye Haoran.
Chen Xun's face was also a little ugly, his smile disappeared, and he stared at Ye Haoran.
Fang Hui didn't want to raise her hand. She was just a lonely flower growing on the edge of the cliff and didn't like to participate in anything.
Finally, under the urging of his classmates, he raised his left hand.
But looking at Ye Haoran, he had no intention of raising his hand. Instead, he picked up "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" and started reading it. It felt like everyone didn't exist.
"Ye Haoran, what do you mean?"
Zhao Ye walked over, making noises. He was always the first to cause trouble.
He stretched out his hand to grab the book in Ye Haoran's hand.
Didn't get it.
He asked with a somewhat ugly expression: "I'm talking to you, you're deaf!"
Ye Haoran put the book on the table with a calm expression, stood up and stared at Zhao Ye.
He was half a head taller than Zhao Ye. When the two stood together, a gap in momentum instantly formed, and it felt as if a conflict was about to break out.
"What you want to do is your business and has nothing to do with me. What I want to do has nothing to do with you either. If you say any more nonsense, you will bear the consequences."
Overwhelmed by Ye Haoran's momentum, Zhao Ye didn't know what to say. After all, he was still a child.
Although the momentum is not as good as others, it is impossible to admit defeat. This is the time for the half-grown boy to compete.
"You...ahhhh!
! "
Zhao Ye stretched out a finger and wanted to point at Ye Haoran and say some cruel words.
After only saying the word 'you', Ye Haoran pinched his fingers. With a little effort, Zhao Ye knelt on the ground and screamed in pain.
Ye Haoran smiled and said: "It's not the New Year yet, why are you kneeling down? Even if I kneel down, I don't have any New Year's money."
The classroom was eerily quiet.
Chen Xun realized what he was doing and quickly dissuaded him: "It's just a joke. We're all classmates. There's no need. Democracy means voluntariness. If Ye Haoran doesn't want it, we can't force it."
Be a good person for once and snatch Zhao Ye back from Ye Haoran.
This time Zhao Ye learned the lesson, rubbed his fingers and looked at Ye Haoran angrily, but did not dare to say a harsh word.
Ye Haoran's momentum just now really scared him.
While there were still a few minutes left in class, Chen looked for an A3 piece of paper and asked those who agreed to sign their names on it.
When they arrived at Ye Haoran's place, the classmates automatically ignored Ye Haoran, which made things easier.
Although some people were talking privately, no one dared to say Ye Haoran's name loudly.
When many girls looked at Ye Haoran, their eyes twinkled.
When it was Fang Hui's turn, she glanced at Ye Haoran and found that Ye Haoran was still reading "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". After hesitating for a long time, she finally signed her name.
Finally, the A3 paper was handed over to Chen Xun.
The matter came to an end here. The only thing that failed was Ye Haoran's refusal to cooperate.
Anger kept burning in Zhao Ye's eyes, as if he must look good to Ye Haoran, but unfortunately Ye Haoran didn't take it seriously at all.
The morning passed quickly.
After the fourth period, everyone was getting ready to eat.
Ye Haoran picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom, followed closely by Fang Hui.
When he reached the stairs, Ye Haoran did not follow the crowd downstairs, but walked upstairs.
Fang Hui had a question mark on her face. At this moment, she became a little curious about Ye Haoran. She wanted to know what Ye Haoran was going to do.
So he followed Ye Haoran quietly.
Special people are attracted to other, more special people. .
quilt thinker
