Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 293

2022-03-09

Chapter 293 School Uniforms

Not many people call themselves between classes.

Ai Liang knew without thinking that it must be Yang Xingyue.

He took the phone back from Ye Qing's hand, but instead of calling back, he sent a private message through private chat, asking Yang Xingyue what he was doing to him.

It has not been a minute since the private message was sent.

Ai Liang's mobile phone received a video call request from Yang Xingyue again.

This time he took it.

"Ai Liang, aren't you busy now?" Yang Xingyue asked cautiously.

Want to know if I'm free, shouldn't I ask first and then call?

Ai Liang sighed, "I was free, I was just picking up school uniforms, and I didn't have my phone."

"Eh? "

Yang Xingyue excitedly took the phone away and showed the school uniform of Neihua Experimental Middle School on him: "We have two sets of school uniforms, one for summer and one for winter. Where's the side?"

The school uniform of Neihua Experimental Middle School is similar to that of Qianhua Experimental Middle School.

The deep blue knitted vest that Yang Xingyue is wearing now is similar to Ai Liang's winter school uniform.

Ai Liang glanced at the khaki school uniform on the table, wrapped in a transparent bag: "It's the same here, just a different color."

"Is that so? , at first I thought high school uniforms would be the same as junior high school uniforms."

Speaking of this, Yang Xingyue's face was slightly red and his eyes wandered: "How about... how?"

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"Qianhua Experimental Middle School, there is no mandatory requirement to wear school uniforms to school. I plan to go back after school and try again."

Ai Liang pointed the camera at the table: "From the outside, it looks like yours. School uniforms don't make much difference..."

"I didn't say that."

Yang Xingyue held up the phone shyly: "What I want to ask is...what is my school uniform wearing? Is it suitable..."

Yang Xingyue's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last half of the sentence almost became a mosquito-like chanting.

Although her voice was low, for some reason, Ye Qing and Yi Wenna were behind her.

Even the unknown deskmate next to Ai Liang seemed to be waiting for Ai Liang's answer intentionally or unintentionally.

Facing the shy Yang Xingyue, and the eyes of the people around him watching the fun.

Ai Liang's expression didn't change: "Isn't Qihua by your side, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to ask her to help you see if it fits?"

"pu cough cough Cough..."

The classmate next to him was drinking water and choked hard when he heard this.

Ai Liang glanced at his deskmate, it seemed that it was Chen Zili?

Chen Zili and Ai Liang looked at each other, quickly withdrew their gazes, and put their eyes on the history book.

Make an appearance of hard work.

Ye Qing and Yi Wenna, who were behind them, looked at each other.

Originally, Yi Wenna wanted to take advantage of Ai Liang's time to answer the phone, to show up on purpose to cause trouble for him.

But it seems...it doesn't make a difference whether it leaks or not?

Yi Wenna thought to herself: 'Ai Liang doesn't seem to have that kind of relationship with the girl on the phone, um... At least it's not on his side. '

'If I just deliberately pretended to be affectionate and approached, wouldn't I be used as a shield by him? '

'It's so dangerous, I almost became a tool man! '

"Ai, that's really what Ai Liang would say."

Yang Xingyue sighed over there.

I don't know if she was relieved and relaxed, or if she regretted not hearing the review.

“So what exactly are you looking for me for?”

Ai Liang raised the topic just now and continued to ask.

'People are looking for you just to talk to you, bastard! Show me the vibe! You straight man of steel! '

Until Ai Liang could no longer speak directly, Yi Wenna couldn't stand it any longer.

Her mentality, from the very beginning of watching the fun, turned into infinite sympathy for Yang Xingyue.

Because Yi Wenna seemed to see her own shadow from Yang Xingyue.

She quietly glanced at Ye Qing.

'I understand, it must be tiring to like this guy. '

In fact, Yang Xingyue had long been used to Ai Liang's indifference.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you two questions..."

Yang Xingyue quickly took out the tricky exercises that he had prepared for a long time.

In order to have a legitimate reason to attack Ai Liang... to ask about learning problems, Yang Xingyue, with the help of Yue Qihua, prepared half a notebook for the problem.

For no valid reason, Ai Liang would definitely hang up without the slightest hesitation and chat in the group.

For this purpose, the existence of exercises is necessary.

It's like before the aggression, must use an excuse as a fig leaf.

No matter how bullshit that excuse may seem, it's detached from reality.

But must have.

Seeing Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue discuss serious study issues.

The guys watching the lively around don't focus on Ai Liang anymore, what should they do.

The half-hour between the big classes passed quickly in the lectures

When there were five minutes left before the class time, the historical teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of test papers in advance.

Ai Liang stopped at the right time: "The class is about to start, let Qihua teach you the rest."

"Well, thank you."

Yang Xingyue looked at the phone with a happy smirk.

Don't wait for her to appreciate Ai Liang's face for a while.

Ai·steel warrior·liang, raised his hand and hung up the video call, without the slightest nostalgia.

"In the next hour and a half, there will be a quiz. The content of the quiz is the content of the previous two sections. It can be opened. Please prepare well."

History teacher said.

"Ah? Didn't the last class tell a story?"

"That's right, why do you still need an exam!"

"It's over, didn't you last class? Take notes."

When he heard what Wang Zhenghao was going to teach in the next class, the class immediately exploded.

Students who love to take notes look happy.

And those students who didn't take notes.

I regretted hearing that it was an open book exam.

Based on the past few days of the students, a summary of the teaching methods of key classes.

This history quiz is definitely similar to the homework assigned by the math teacher, and even if I open the book, I can't find a few useful knowledge points.

But history teachers can ignore these: "Don't worry, most of the test papers are fill-in-the-blank questions, which are the questions I asked you in the last class.

If the last class was in me When you ask questions, you have listened carefully to other people's answers, and you can pass this part alone."

In other words, there are still many questions to answer, is it your story?

The students who originally listened to the first two lessons as biographies were not well.

It's just telling a story, but it turns into an exam in a blink of an eye?

The trust between people!

"Teacher, if I fail, will there be any punishment?"

Ai Liang's deskmate raised his hand and asked.

"I personally am not used to deliberately punishing students for failing grades."

The attitude of the historical teacher made many people in the class relax.

It's fine if it's just a simple quiz.

But everything is afraid of turning points: "I will send the list of unqualified students to your class teacher, and he will decide how to deal with it."

Boiled!

You scumbag!

(end of this chapter)