The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 It is raining too much, even with Ai Liang's jacket, the shirt underneath is still soaked.

　　 Yue Qihua opened the zipper and took out the novel in her arms, Ai Liang inadvertently glanced at a touch of pink.

　　 It may be that the water seeping in from the jacket was absorbed by the upper cover. The novel on the abdomen was just a little damp on the surface and not completely wet.

　　Are the girls growing so fast now... Ai Liang muttered in his heart.

　　 Then he forced his eyes away.

　　 The soul returns to the body, naturally, it is impossible to face everything like before.

　　 Click.

　　 Yue Qihua forcefully took the warm and humid novel into Ai Liang's arms and gave him a fierce look.

　　 "The clothes will be returned to you tomorrow."

　　 Yue Qihua turned away from her face and said angrily.

　　 After talking, he pulled the zipper of the jacket all the way to the top. Just now, Ai Liang's gaze stayed on a certain part of her body, which made her ashamed and angry, but she was also a little bit ecstatic.

　　 Ai Liang now looks more like a "person" than when he first met.

　　 Before, he was a bull nose who saw through Hong Chen, no matter what happened, his expression would not change a bit, but now he has begun to take the initiative to care about and care for the people around him.

　　As a friend, she is very happy that Ai Liang can make this change.

　　 "The temperature is so high, isn't it hot when you pull the zipper to the top?"

　　 Ai Liang walked on the stairs side by side with Yue Qihua under the armpits of the novel, and glanced at her collar as he spoke.

　　 Yue Qihua subconsciously embraced her hands, clenched her fists and said: "Knowingly asking..."

The voice of 　　 was inaudible.

　　Rao is Ai Liang who has amazing hearing ability to hear.

　　 In this situation, Ai Liang didn't dare to speak easily. No matter how tactful she was, it might eventually cause Yue Qihua to become embarrassed and anger, and she would immediately provoke fists, so it's better to close her mouth now.

　　 Girls in school days and women in society are almost completely two species, which cannot be generalized.

　　 Ai Liang only knew how to study hard in his previous life. From junior high school to university, he didn't talk to girls of the same age. When he went to society, he could no longer be considered a girl.

　　 Ai Liang deliberately walked to the front, walking side by side would only embarrass the stronger Yue Qihua.

　　 He thinks so and does so.

　　 Ai Liang walked into the classroom first.

　　 "Hmm, did you put on clothes and took a shower?" Ai Liang, who saw her hair dripping, exclaimed, "But the novel is not wet at all, you deserve it."

　　 "The rain outside is a bit heavy." Ai Liang put the novel on the table and picked up the napkin that Ma Yu handed over to wipe his hair.

　　 Yang Xingyue can only regret to put the paper back on the desktop.

　　 It took about ten seconds before Yue Qihua's figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

　　 Yang Xingyue saw the soaking Yue Qihua, and quickly took out a paper to wipe the water droplets on her hair: "Huahua, I always told you to take an umbrella...Where did you get your coat?"

　　 wiping Yang Xingyue suddenly remembered that they didn't seem to be wearing coats when they came to school today.

　　 "Oh, that's my coat. I lent it to Sister Hua when I met Hua on the road." Ai Liang said while wiping his hair.

　　 Yang Xingyue understood in seconds.

　　 But she didn't say much, just pouting her mouth to help Yue Qihua wipe her hair.

　　 After a few people chatted for a while, the head teacher appeared on the podium.

　　 "Quiet, I know that you are about to graduate soon and I am very excited, but don't cause trouble before leaving school. Your admission ticket is still in my hand."

　　 The class teacher’s unsatisfactory words made the noisy class quiet instantly.

　　 Ai Liang and his class teacher really like to play this set. They used to warn students that they would always fill in the comments on your graduation documents, ‘Don’t leave a stain on yourself’, and ‘you will need me to send you the documents when you go to university’ in the future.

　　 To tell the truth, Ai Liang doesn't really value such a teacher. He always likes to apply the grown-ups to his children, and he said that when you enter society in the future, you will understand that I am training you in advance.

　　 is funny enough.

　　Middle and high schools are at the age of study, so I have to engage in social programs in advance.

　　 When people go to college, they will naturally be exercised. Need you to do something extra? The purpose of this is nothing more than to establish authority and facilitate the management of the class, and the result is to ruin the only student age where everyone can leave good memories.

　　 Fortunately, it was Yue Qihua who became the squad leader. If she changed her personally, she would not immediately become a ghost. The three years of junior high school destroyed more thoroughly.

　　 The head teacher was very satisfied with his performance. He cleared his throat and said, "You are going to enter the examination room tomorrow. This is the last class meeting I will hold for you..."

　　 "Bring your ID card and admission ticket with you, don’t lose it..."

　　 "Don't wear any clothes or shoes with metal objects, or you will cry at the entrance of the examination room..."

　　 "It’s better not to eat cold or spicy food for cooling off these two days..."

　　 "Students who are not good enough and have bad eyesight, take advantage of the time tonight to go and go with a pair of good glasses, don't do too much and others will not embarrass you..."

　　 The class teacher’s voice echoed in the class, but few people were listening carefully. Everyone just wanted to get the admission ticket to leave school as soon as possible.

　　 Waiting for him to read out the precautions copied from the class next door one by one, and then took out a stack of test admission tickets from the file bag.

　　 After reading the precautions, he gave the admission ticket to Yue Qihua, and then waved his hand, leaving a sentence to gather at six tomorrow morning.

　　 After all, he strode out of the classroom without nostalgia.

　　 As soon as Yue Qihua got the admission ticket, a group of people crowded around the seats.

　　 She divides the admission ticket into five stacks and gives them to those who are usually more stable.

　　 "Have you got the admission ticket?" Yue Qihua shouted from the podium instead of the head teacher.

　　 The students nodded one after another.

　　 After making sure that everyone got the admission ticket, Yue Qihua opened the classroom door and let everyone out.

　　 "This **** class teacher doesn't care at all. I am asked to come to the exam. If it is lost, it will be counted as my head." The first thing Yue Qihua did after she stepped down was the class teacher.

　　 When she was running for class monitor on the first day of the junior high, the class teacher forced her to take this position in order to please Uncle Yue Qihua.

　　 The result of being reluctantly for more than half a year is that the people in the class now only serve her, and in the end they can’t change it.

　　 "Well, those who can do more work." Ma Yu said with a grinning Fang Xiaoxiao who caught the bounce and ran over.

　　 Several people talked and laughed and walked downstairs to the teaching building, all holding up their umbrellas, except for Ai Liang.

　　 "Ai Liang, didn't you watch the weather forecast when you went out today?" Fang Xiaoxiao asked, hanging on Ma Yu's arm.

　　 Ai Liang pointed to the umbrella on the outside of the small schoolbag and said, "Well, lend me your umbrella if you don't use it."

　　 Hearing the words, Xiaoxiao subconsciously glanced at Yang Xingyue and Yue Qi with eyeballs rolling around and propped one hand on his waist and said: "If you ask for help, please bring the word please, otherwise I will refuse."

　　 Fang Xiaoxiao blinked playfully at the two of them.

　　 Fang's small intentions can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but Ai Liang chose to pretend to be stupid.

　　 "Little Miss Fang, please lend me your umbrella."

　　 Ai Liang's abnormal performance prevented Fang Xiaoxiao from failing.

　　 "Are you really Ai Liang?" Fang Xiaoxiao saw Ai Liang's smile as if he saw the end of the world.

　　, "Who the **** are you?" What about that cold-spoken iron face? ’Expression.

Ai Liang did not rush and drew the umbrella from the side pocket of Fang Xiaoxiao's schoolbag: "I have figured out some things recently, so I plan to change my image~www.readwn.com~Change your image? You have changed your profile. Right!" Fang Xiaoxiao spit out mercilessly.

　　 Do you think I want to be a facial paralysis? Is this my original character?

　　 These words can only be thought of in my heart and it is absolutely impossible to say them.

　　 Ai Liang opened his umbrella and walked into the rain curtain. After walking for a while, he found that people around him always showed weird gazes at him. The rate of turning his head back was as high as 100%. Some people even pointed at him.

　　 Ai Liang didn't think much about it, until he realized that the four people beside him were also looking at him from time to time, and they were still working hard to smile before he realized that something was wrong.

　　 Following their gaze, Ai Liang raised his head, the expression on his face solidified.

　　 A huge umbrella with a magical girl pattern and pink lace come into view.

　　 Seeing Ai Liang walked to the school gate to notice the umbrella problem, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back and laughed.

　　 "Hahaha! Hahaha! Your image has changed so cute!"

　　 This smile is like a lead, instantly igniting everyone's laughter, including Yang Xingyue, covering their mouths and laughing nonstop.

　　 "Xiao, Xiao Ai, I lost my little umbrella. This is the souvenir I got when I went to the mall with her a few days ago..." Ma Yu shook his body with a stern smile.

　　 Ai Liang, who is usually cold, is holding such a girly umbrella, this contrast is no less than that of the big five and three thick Zhang Fei suddenly came out of his mouth.

　　 Ai Liang grabbed Ma Yu's umbrella with black lines in his forehead, and then stuffed the girl's bursting umbrella into his hand.

　　 At this time, a car at the school gate rolled down the window and shouted at several people: "Xingyue, Qihua."

　　 This familiar voice instantly chilled Ai Liang's heart.

　　 Yang Xingguo was waving at several people with a smile.