Fang Tong was very surprised.

Since she and Yuan Zhen confronted each other and decided to divorce, the two began to divide their property. Until now, Fang Tong has not heard his daughter's energetic voice for a long time.

She sounds very motivated, like she was before every time she went to the competition. Is she... meeting a powerful opponent?

Fang Tong knew that his daughter seemed soft and harmless, but in fact she was so arrogant. Her ordinary opponents could not arouse her so much interest.

Moreover, one of the important reasons why Fang Tong agreed to send Yuan Yan to Chen City was that she stayed in Qi City, and her classmates around her heard more or less about her parents' divorce. There were many people jealous of Yuan Yan at school, and the young people were not so broad-minded. Maliciously inserted a knife during the conflict was another serious harm to Yuan Yan.

It would be much better to change to a new environment.

Fang Tong was happy to see Yuan Yan willing to stay in Chen City, so she immediately agreed: "Okay. Li'an's reputation is really great. My mother's friend's child is there. She also went to Ivy League school last year. She is very powerful. You study there, don't think too much, don't worry about your father's business. He is an adult and can handle his own life well."

"My dad went to the hotel to have dinner with me yesterday." Yuan Yan said with a smile.

While eating, Xiaosaner called Yuan Zhen and said that she had prepared a table of dishes. Yuan Zhen said she would not go back and was having dinner with her baby daughter. Yuan Yan and Yuan Zhen were sitting next to each other on the table. When they heard the phone pause for several seconds, they guessed that Xiaosaner was so depressed. Xiaosaner was unhappy, of course she was happy.

whee.

How could her daughter Fang Tong not understand? She understood the unfinished meaning in her words as soon as she heard it.

Fang Tong sighed softly in his heart and said softly: "Yanyan, whether it is right or wrong, the affairs of that woman and your father are all our adults. Don't be distracted by these things, study hard, make a few new friends, and go shopping with your classmates on weekends. My daughter must have made friends soon, right?"

“Yes, but…”

"Yan Yan," Fang Tong interrupted her and said, "You are a child who wants to fly to a high place. Don't let some people and some things block your vision and trip you up. Remember your mother's words, only by standing high can you see far, see far, people..."

"Only a person's mind can be broadened..." Yuan Yan murmured and read this motto with her mother. She was silent for a while and said, "I understand, sorry...mom."

It disappoints you.

Yuan Yan let out a long breath of turbid air, put her phone in her pocket, and turned around and walked back to the classroom. Her steps were sonorous and her rhythm was crisp, and she walked to her desk in a few steps.

Gu Cheng turned his pen, lifted his eyelids and looked at her. Yuan Yan's eyes passed by him, forcing himself not to pay attention to the clever hand, and turned around and sat down.

Gu Cheng curled the corners of his mouth to one side.

"Yuan Yan, Yuan Yan! Tell me about this question." Miaomiao leaned over from the front.

"Hey, come to me! I'll tell you!" Wang Zhe immediately squeezed over with dissatisfaction.

"Go aside!" Miaomiao pulled his big head away and said proudly, "I have my Yanyan, so I don't have to surrender to your power in the future hahaha!"

"I'm tired of the old and the old! I'll burn the bridge when crossing the river!" Wang Zhe said angrily.

Yuan Yan chuckled, leaned over and squinted her eyes: "Which question?"

"This! This! I just can't understand it!"

Gu Cheng's eyes focused on the black signature pen that was rotating rapidly between his fingers, listening to Yuan Yan's soft and soft voice slowly analyzing and explaining to Miaomiao.

Of course... it is much more patient than Wang Zhe. He will neither shout and scold Miaomiao's idiots nor pull her hair and pull her braids. The problem-solving process is not only smooth and clear, but also when he finds that Miaomiao can't keep up with her thinking, he said "Oh sorry" and immediately changed to another more simple way of explanation.

Soon, Miaomiao exclaimed the surprise and praise of "Wow, I understand" and "So that's it."

"Mumoo, Yanyan! Yanyan is so awesome! Explain it very clearly!" Miaomiao said happily.

Wang Zhe stopped doing it: "Hey! Hey! My hard work has been ignored for so long?"

"I always can't understand what you said! Then you curse people." Miaomiao was very unhappy and said to Yuan Yan, "I told you that he hates so much! I always scold me!"

Wang Zhe was so angry that he was overwhelmed.

The atmosphere in the class is much more lively than that of Yuan Yan's militarized public school, and the male and female classmates also laugh casually. The nature of young men and women is not suppressed under the enlightened school spirit.

Those hormones that seem to be present and not visible, hazy and unsightly, ferment in the youth wrapped in beautiful school uniforms, with a charming atmosphere.

Wang Zhe said: "I am convinced. It turns out that I can tell her this. I'm already getting the new skills!"

Gu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of the table. Her black hair was drooping, her arms were supported on the table, and her body leaned forward against the desk. The lines of her body were steeply tilted down from her shoulders, outlining the thin and slender texture unique to the girl.

She forced her thinking mode to a higher level, down to a level that Miaomiao could keep up, and explained the solution to the problem in language that Miaomiao could understand.

The sound was spoken in a gentle and relaxed manner, and it really made people feel comfortable in their ears.

Gu Cheng's thoughts were slackening, and the signature pen in his hand flew out and fell to the ground with a "splash". He jumped twice, and finally landed on the edge of Yuan Yan's chair. Gu Cheng paused slightly, bent down and picked up the pen.

Yuan Yan heard the sound and subconsciously looked down at the ground.

The beautiful hand reached into her field of vision. Her fingers were long and powerful, and even the joints of the wrists were so beautiful.

Yuan Yan held her breath until the hand picked up the black sign pen and slowly pulled out of her sight. Yuan Yan let out a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Miaomiao asked with a cute round face and holding her soft chin.

"Why aren't class yet?" Yuan Yan took out her cell phone and pretended to watch the time. The class bell rang, covering her unnaturalness.

Everyone has hobbies, but some hobbies are really fatal if they are serious. For example, the control of the hand.

Strictly speaking, this can actually be regarded as...a kind of sexual fetish.

After school, Teacher Li stepped into the classroom and gave Yuan Yan a few pieces of information: "The school's interest class."

Then he screamed at everyone: "Do you please make up for me about the squad leader~ I respect your democratic rights, and you must respect me too. What's wrong with our squad leader without a squad leader?"

He looked at Yuan Yan’s front desk meaningfully - Huang Wei, the current deputy classmate, glanced at: “If you don’t want democracy, I can also assign it.”

Huang Wei pulled his hair: "No, no, no, no, how can that be done! Teacher Li, we are growing up under the red flag of the new era, we can't be a dictator!"

Teacher Li laughed twice: "Then you can do this matter quickly." After that, he left irresponsibly.

"Where is the original squad leader?" Yuan Yan stood up and put on her coat. Seeing that the squad deputy Huang Wei was still pulling her hair, she asked him strangely.

"I immigrated less than half a month after school started." Huang Wei said baldly, "It's the person before your desk."

After he finished speaking, he shouted: "Hurry up, who wants to run for the squad leader? Come to my place to sign up quickly! You must register tomorrow, and it won't be overdue! I tell you, if you give up your due rights like this, you will soon lose more freedom! Boss Li has been trying to be an independent dictator for a long time, don't let his conspiracy succeed!"

Teacher Li is gloomy, with a round waist and fat belly. He puts on a long jacket and then takes a pair of abacus to look like a shopkeeper in an old social inn. "Boss Li" is everyone's favorite name for him.

After Huang Wei shouted, he added: "Don't you really want to see him as a dog-legged squad leader, right?"

"We want to!" the students cheered.

"Boss Li loves you deeply!"

"Just accept the appointment obediently, this is your life hahahahahaha!"

Yuan Yan didn't understand and looked at Huang Wei who was trying to pull her hair bald: "Why don't everyone want to be the squad leader?"

"It's not because..." Huang Weiguang blurted out, glanced at Yuan Yan behind him, and his words stopped abruptly.

Yuan Yan followed Huang Weiguang's gaze and looked back. Behind her... isn't Gu Cheng?

The handsome boy had his long legs spread out, and his legs reached under Yuan Yan's chair. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned back. The legs on the chair were on the ground and raised his legs, shaking one after another, making a squeaking sound.

Seeing Yuan Yan and Huang Wei’s eyes popping, the creaking sound suddenly broke. Gu Cheng rolled his eyes and the front legs of the chair fell to the ground with a bang. He took out his schoolbag from the table bucket, stood up and threw it behind his shoulders, put one hand in his pocket, and left through the back door with big strode.

"Hey, wait for me!" Wang Zhe grabbed his schoolbag and chased him, "I don't have much homework today. Let's fight the king together after training later..."

Seeing that Gu Cheng left, Huang Wei sighed: "It's because of this old man."

Yuan Yan blinked.

Huang Wei explained to her: "Boss Li couldn't control Gu Cheng himself, so he forced the class monitor to take care of him. Who would dare to care about this old man? This is a great man who can beat the teacher!"

No, that's actually... Yuan Yan blinked again.

"Brother Cheng stamped his feet, and Li'an was about to shake! From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, no one dared to whisper to him." Huang Wei's head hurt, "Boss Li said he couldn't choose the squad leader again, so he appointed me! Why am I so unlucky? I'd just go out to study for the preparatory course! Alas, Wang Xuan suddenly left, and most of the time he couldn't stand it and ran away! I understand!"

The two of them were talking while walking out.

Zhang Heyan hurried over with her bag on her back: "Yuan Yan, what interest class are you planning to attend?"

Yuan Yan said: "I haven't read the information yet? What did you guys come on?"

Zhang Heyan shook her ponytail: "My cello."

Wang Fei: "I'm Taekwondo."

Miaomiao: "I'm Taekwondo with her, and then there's tennis."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, we'll go to class first." The three of them left in a hurry.

"Where are you?" Yuan Yan asked Huang Wei.

Huang Wei said: "I'm a black tube, I'm going to class too." As he said that, he planned to catch up with Zhang Heyan, but was stopped by Yuan Yan.

"No one competes, so if someone signs up, you can go to work directly?" Yuan Yan asked

Huang Wei said baldly: "The problem is that no one signs up. Who would want to sign up to be the class monitor? Brother Cheng is so big that he is standing there."

Yuan Yan smiled at him.

Seeing that she was smiling strangely, Huang Wei was stunned and suddenly widened his eyes.

The author has something to say: campus, sweet pets, daily life, 1v1, sc, no brainstorms.

Being stuck in the pattern and routine is ready to write a standard short story, non-brained article.

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