Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 84 The third class of 094 is fine

She followed the man for about ten minutes, and then came to the big lecture hall for the freshman speech on the first day of school.

There are quite a lot of people, each occupying a position in the lecture hall, doing their own things.

It's all in piles.

Yuan Ye silently glanced at the side he was standing on again and again, the empty place looked lonely and desolate, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Just her.

The student representative brought her over and left without looking back.

Why is she alone?

What can she do?
Yuan Ye touched the bridge of his nose, thinking quite speechlessly, then turned over handsomely, jumped off the rostrum, and sat on the audience chairs in the first row.

She had her legs crossed, and she exuded a wanton and evil temperament all over her body. Her long and narrow peach eyes were slightly narrowed, and she seemed lazy and lacking in interest.

Supporting the handle of the seat with one hand, her dark pupils swept around, and found that the crowd was busy and didn't pay any attention to her, so she yawned lazily, closing her eyes like this, just like that. She fell asleep, her light blue shattered hair covered half of her forehead, the bridge of her nose was three-dimensional and deep, and the curve of her jaw was elegant and perfect. Even when she was asleep, her red lips outlined a slight curve, looking extremely evil and charming.

Yuan Yeyi just sat there quietly, quieting Ning Yuan, which made people feel that the years are quiet.

Ren Gaohan has been busy for more than two hours, and only then has a little time to rest.

He walked from the backstage to the podium, and with a glance, he saw Yuan Yeyi sitting in the corner of the first row of audience chairs.

How come they sleep here when they are so busy? !

Ren Gaohan was immediately angry.

He walked over with big strides, and before he could say the brat in his mouth, he saw the man opened his eyes with a swipe, and looked at him coldly.

Unexpectedly, he is still a handsome boy...

But that blue hair... It feels a little familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.

Ren Gaohan was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, frowning: "Which class are you in? When you are so busy now, do you still have time to sleep?!"

"Third class."

After Yuan Ye fell asleep, he felt refreshed, so he was naturally in a good mood.

She withdrew her gaze, raised the corners of her lips slightly, stood up from her seat, and said two words in a very light tone: "Trouble." With a slight smile: "What time is it?"

Class three?
Ren Gaohan frowned, before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously glanced at his watch when he heard Yuan Yeyi's words: "45:[-], what's wrong?"

Yuan Ye squinted his eyes as soon as he heard this, groaned, and stretched out his hands to straighten his messy sleeping hair.With a light voice: "It's so late, then I'll go back first."

Thinking of something again, Yuan Ye looked at Ren Gaohan with a smile in his eyes. There were some fragmented streams of light in it, and the voice line was neither high nor low, and it was just the right mellow magnetism: "Comrade President, you have worked hard, I see clearly."

Ren Gaohan was stunned for a moment, watching Yuan Yeyi walk past him, for the first time he had no intention of intercepting him.

I also forgot the momentary anger when I saw Yuan Yeyi sleeping.

He just amplified his voice and replied: "Tomorrow at [-] o'clock in the morning, bring your classmates who are participating in dramas here for training. Remember to buy good clothes. There are not a few days left for training!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Ren Gaohan saw the tall and straight figure with his back turned to him, stretched out the hand that had been in the right trouser pocket and raised it, making a gesture of understanding.

With a handsome posture and slender legs, he quickly disappeared at the door of the lecture hall.

(End of this chapter)