The Joy of Rebirth

Su Yu walked forward: "Let's wait first. It's quite beautiful to live here, although it's relatively remote."

To be honest, Su Yu still prefers this small courtyard. Although it is not big, it is very cozy.

"But it's not a problem to live here all the time. It's cold in winter and hot in summer. It's really unbearable." Ye Junfeng complained.

Su Yu put her hands on her hips and waited for Ye Junfeng: "Well, Ye Junfeng, you can live here if I let you live here! I remember last time, did my son advise you to take advantage of the falling housing prices to buy more houses? Who said that my son is too young?

Are you ignorant and don't care about this matter? Now the house prices are so high - who dares to buy if I don't let you?" Su Yu's anger was quite powerful, and she calmed down Ye Junfeng immediately.

The main problem is that Su Yu is telling the truth.

"Hey, let's stay here first." Ye Junfeng shook his head and sighed.

On the first day of my sophomore year in high school, there was only one thing to do, and that was to be divided into classes.

All students must first return to their original high school classes, and then the head teacher of the first year of high school begins to read out which class each student is assigned to.

Of course, the final result of this class placement is determined by combining the students' wishes and their usual grades. In fact, only one kind of person's wishes will be adopted, and that is people who study very well, but also want to go to liberal arts classes.

There are very few such people in Provincial High School, and the chance of encountering them can be said to be the same as that of giant pandas, so generally speaking, all students obey the school's arrangements.

Those who study well go to science classes, and those who study well go to liberal arts classes.

Of course, high school is no better than junior high school. There are fast and slow classes in high school. Students like Su Wen, who has always been very good in studies, will definitely be assigned to the fast class for science. But like Ye Bihuang, he doesn't know which class he can be assigned to.

Because his academic performance is very strange, like a waterfall.

My academic performance at the beginning of school was very good, but my academic performance afterward was poor. Taken together, it seems confusing.

Huang Lei was unusually neat and tidy this time, because the academic performance of his class was pretty good, and there were very few students assigned to the liberal arts class. He read the names of the students assigned to the liberal arts class, and then put the class list in his hand

Stick it on the wall.

In order to avoid crowding of students in the class, Huang Lei specially copied the class list into four copies and posted two copies on the front and back blackboards.

Huang Lei was obviously mocking him, and he deliberately read out the students with the worst overall scores in the class. Before leaving, he stood at the door of the class and said: "That's it for today. Students who see that they are in the same class can go back."

Make up your own bunk in the dormitory, or go home directly and officially start making up classes tomorrow morning."

Before leaving, he looked deeply at Ye Bihuang, shook his head slightly and sighed.

Ye Bihuang naturally saw his expression, but he himself was very indifferent. Liberal arts and science did not matter to him. The only regret was that he could not be in the same class as Su Wen in the future, which made him a little disappointed. Su Wen can be said to be the most important person in Ye Bihuang's life as a freshman in high school.

One of the highlights is that she is the only one who often communicates and talks to herself.

Ye Bihuang is busy with tasks every day and does not bother to waste time communicating with other unrelated people.

What's more, Su Wen has a vague tendency to break through the school's original four campus beauties. I believe that as soon as the senior high school students graduate, Su Wen will officially be promoted to one of the school's campus beauties.

High school and junior high school are indeed different. In junior high school, everyone's aesthetics were almost the same. All the boys thought Lan Muxi was the most beautiful, and she was the only one recognized as the school beauty. However, when it came to the provincial first high school, the convention over the years was to select the top four.

Campus beauties, what’s even more amazing is that the number of supporters of the four major campus beauties every year is evenly matched.

This can't help but make Ye Bihuang a little confused. As age increases, will the differences in aesthetics between people become larger and larger?

Ye Bihuang was sitting at the back of the classroom. When he raised his eyes, he could see Su Wen in front of him. Looking at her straight and beautiful back, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that as girls grow older, they gradually learn to dress up. Su Wen is completely different from her junior high school counterpart. In junior high school, her favorite was loose sportswear, or a school uniform.

However, in high school, casual clothes, slim-fitting shirts, harem pants, and sweaters all came into play, and they had a different flavor on her body.

However, Su Wen was laughing and chatting with the female classmate next to her, but there was no sign of looking back, which made Ye Bihuang somewhat disappointed. After all, the relationship between the two was considered close. She was going to be assigned to another class, and she didn't even look back to comfort herself.

willing?

At this time, Lee Kuan Yew walked out of the next class with a schoolbag on his back, turned around and got into Ye Bihuang's class.

"Make way, make way, everyone..." Lee Kuan Yew was so tall and powerful that he cut his way through the students who were lying on the blackboard looking for their names.

"Hey! Brother Huang, which class are you assigned to?"

"Class 2.11, how about you?"

Lee Kuan Yew laughed loudly and slapped Ye Bihuang on the shoulder: "Brother Huang, we are actually in the same class. It's so cool! We can sit together again in the future."

Ye Bihuang asked curiously: "Are you also in class 2.11?"

"Well, yes, the liberal arts class, the liberal arts class, I like it, I like it." Lee Kuan Yew twisted his waist, his eyes became heart-shaped, and he didn't have the fierce aura he usually had.

"Sister, can you be more serious?" Ye Bihuang scolded with a smile.

There are a total of ten science classes and seven liberal arts classes in the provincial first high school.

In other words, all classes from Grade 2.1 to Grade 2.10 are science classes, while classes from Grade 2.11 to Grade 2.17 are all liberal arts classes.

The key science classes will be ranked higher than Class 2.1 and Class 2.2.

The key liberal arts class is Class 2.11.

When Lee Kuan Yew was in his first year of high school, he studied hard every day and was assigned to a key liberal arts class, which was considered normal. But it was ridiculous that someone like Ye Bihuang, who was just a fool, could be assigned to a key liberal arts class.

Huang Lei probably assigned this because he thought Ye Bihuang had potential.

Lee Kuan Yew said: "La la la la... I am just not serious, what can you do?" Just as he was saying this, he saw Ye Bihuang glance at Su Wen's back. He smiled and said, "Huang

Brother, aren't you? With Shana here, you really want to be good with Su Wen? Although Shana is not here, you can't be in two different places. You are truly the love saint among love saints, and the role model among role models.

What a role model.”

Ye Bihuang raised his fist and hit Lee Kuan Yew: "Fart, Su Wen and I are completely innocent. How can we have the kind of relationship you mentioned? It doesn't matter to me, but you don't want to ruin Su Wen's reputation."

Lee Kuan Yew smiled obscenely: "Come on, Brother Huang, you think I don't know? Your relationship with that Lan Muchi is also ambiguous, right? Everywhere you go, the school beauties and class beauties will fall under your jeans.

He is truly a benchmark for our generation.”

Ye Bihuang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Look, Su Wen didn't even turn around to say goodbye to me. Do you think she really likes me? This is just your wishful thinking. I don't want to be ridiculed by others and ask me to tidy up my things.

, let’s withdraw first.” After saying that, Ye Bihuang took out his schoolbag from the drawer and put the few books in the drawer that were left here last semester into the schoolbag.

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