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Han Yu knew she was talking nonsense just by looking at her, and of course he didn't expose it, he just echoed her in a low voice with a smile, "Yes, it makes sense." .

The sky darkened, and the sound of dogs barking came from the farmhouse. The sound was far away, mixed with haziness and trance.

Han Yu temporarily stopped his pen to check the time. It was exactly 5 o'clock, and if he took the drive back, he would arrive home around 6:30, which was fine, not too late.

After thinking about it, the boy suddenly put away the drawing board.

Tang Xia, who was sitting quietly, was surprised, "Okay?"

"It's basically done," Han Yu replied, slowly removing the drawing paper from the drawing board, "I'll go back and finish it."

Excited, Tang Xia stood up immediately, "Show me." Her tone was full of anticipation, as if she thought that Han Yu would draw very beautifully.

Unexpectedly, the boy rolled up the drawing paper in an instant, and while rolling up, he turned his back to block Tang Xia, "No, it's not finished yet. Let's see when it's finished."

Tang Xia said anxiously: "Aren't you trying to whet my appetite!" The girl jumped and beat her to death.

But Han Yu was also stubborn, saying no, he just couldn't, "Good boy, it will look good when it is imaged."

Tang Xia was furious, but she had no choice but to follow Han Yu step by step, sulking alone.

What a fool, I spent several hours back and forth, just to see the painting he drew for her? It's good now, my appetite is full, and I have to wait?

The girl rolled her eyes viciously at Han Yu's back.

"That's right." Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly turned around!

Tang Xia was startled, quickly rolled her eyes back, and then pretended to be nonchalant, humming a little tune and looking around.

"..." Han Yu watched all the small movements carefully.

"What?" the girl asked innocently.

"When is your birthday?"

"Ah?" Tang Xia was stunned, "It's still early, it's summer vacation."

"Well," Han Yu nodded, and finally frowned, smiling like punishment, "I'll give you this painting on your birthday."

"..." This time Tang Xia was speechless.

There was obviously a mischievous revenge on the boy's face.

The girl was shaking with anger!

He clearly saw her rolling her eyes behind her back, so she did it on purpose!

"Han, Yu!" Tang Xia gritted her teeth, waiting for her birthday, there are still a few months left!

"Well, I'm here," Han Yu replied calmly, not looking at the girl at all, only ignoring her sullenness, and nonchalantly urging, "Hurry up, it's getting late, we have to catch a car."

On the way back, Tang Xia turned the back of her head to Han Yu, as if silently protesting his "revenge". But the protest didn't last long, because she was sleepy, and her head wobbled, hitting the window glass.

Han Yu glanced at her, then glanced again, then couldn't hold back after thinking about it, put his hand around her forehead, and leaned gently on the back of the chair.

The girl's face was facing him, her breathing was peaceful, her long eyelashes hung under her eyes, casting a shadow.

Her appearance is not stunning enough, but it belongs to the kind that will make you feel very comfortable after looking at her for a long time. She is cute and delicate, her eyebrows are as soft as picturesque, attractive and seductive.

Han Yu also softened the corners of his mouth unconsciously. When the bus passed the suburban intersection, he looked out the window at the crescent moon slowly climbing up, and then felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

Tang Xia's shallow breath sprayed on her neck, which was extremely warm.

The boy is like being frozen.

Then, slowly, slowly, she lowered her eyes slightly.

The girl leaned quietly on his shoulder, her sleeping face as gentle as jade.

When meeting Han Yu again on Monday, Tang Xia blushed again.

She didn't dare to look at him because she was shy.

I went home by car last Friday, and for some reason, I was very sleepy. I fell asleep in a daze and fell on Han Yu's shoulders. He woke himself up only when the bus reached the stop.

At that time, she was extremely embarrassed, her face was flushed and she felt ashamed.

Thinking about it now, it is also full of embarrassment...

Teacher Luo asked Zhao Yang to hand out the test papers, and said seriously: "I will post the monthly exam score sheet on the bulletin board after class. If you want to know where your scores are in the class, you can take a look. I also marked the grade on the score sheet The highest score, the lowest score and the average score, including those of several other classes, can be compared by yourself."

Zou Ziyu had already got the test paper. Tang Xia glanced at it cautiously and found that she did very well in the test.

At least for Tang Xia, this score is definitely high. But Zou Ziyu seemed dissatisfied, with a solemn expression, without saying a word.

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Yang handed the test paper to Tang Xia.

The girl wanted to cry when she saw the bright "92" written in red pen on it.

This is an examination paper with a 150-point system, 90 points are required to pass, and she has 2 points more than the pass...

Tang Xia bowed her head silently.

Zou Ziyu at the same table is 20 points more than her and is not satisfied...

Tang Xia, who had a face full of lovelessness, sighed, but he couldn't blame others. She didn't study well by herself, and she hasn't seriously reviewed and checked. To be honest, passing the exam is not bad... The girl forced herself to comfort herself, and turned to look at Han Yu's score by the way.

The young man didn't complain as much as she did. On the contrary, he was calm and generous, and spread the test papers on the desk. The "73" was very clear when viewed backwards, which was more eye-catching than his face.

Tang Xia choked on her saliva and coughed several times.

After the test papers were handed out, Teacher Luo started commenting without too much delay. After class was over, everyone flocked to the front to look at the bulletin board. Same, sign up for a tutoring class."

The boy raised his eyebrows. He was always taciturn in the class, and said two words lightly——

"boring."

Tang Xia persevered in persuading, "But in the second half of the year, you will be in the third year of high school. Since you have chosen physics, it will account for a quarter of the importance in the college entrance examination."

Han Yu snorted and didn't speak.

Wang Yize on the side smiled, "Come on, Tang Xia, save your saliva." He glanced at Han Yu, shook his head and said, "You know Han Yu so well, don't you know his temperament? It's already enough to let him obediently attend class. It’s not easy, remedial classes or something, it’s unrealistic.”

After he finished speaking, he still felt that it was not enough, and added, "You can't persuade him."

Tang Xia listened silently.

What Wang Yize said was true.

The girl looked at Han Yu and was taken aback.

The boy raised his eyebrows at her, as if implying something.

Tang Xia couldn't quite understand it, but the boy squinted at Wang Yize who was changing the refill of the fountain pen, and smiled lightly.

She seemed to understand something, and her face gradually became more emotional.

"Wang Yize," Tang Xia patted the boy's arm, his eyes bent into crescent moons, "What if I say I can persuade Han Yu?"

Wang Yize answered without raising his head, "Fart, I don't believe it, and I don't believe it even if you give me a million."

"I mean if," Tang Xia tapped her knuckles on the table, "If I can get Han Yu to enroll in the remedial class, you—"

"If you are good enough to make him go to make up lessons, I will take your surname!" Wang Yize put away his pen, said firmly, and then said confidently, "You can take your surname, Han Yu."

Han Yu smiled, and replied lightly, "Oh? Really?"

This expression and tone suddenly made Wang Yize feel as if he had jumped into a pit...