The first subject is Chinese.
After distributing the test papers, the invigilator wrote down two times on the blackboard, "Our test time is 150 minutes, and the bell rang to start answering the questions."
Yang Ying was not good in other subjects, but Chinese and English were good. She flipped through the test paper, and the composition was material analysis.
The topic is still very simple, a fable, the topic is self-made, and she already knows the center after a quick glance.
"Ring ring ring." The bell rang.
The students lowered their heads and began to answer. Sparse voices came. Yang Ying was still reading the test paper. She looked at Ji Yang who was beside her.
The other party folded the test paper in half, put the answer sheet on the side, and focused on the test paper with his eyes on it.
His appearance is undoubtedly the most charming.
But a few minutes later, he had already selected the answer to the first question, and continued to read the next material.
Yang Ying didn't know how long she stared at the person until Ji Yang noticed her gaze and turned his head to look over. The eyes of the two met.
One has crooked eyebrows, passionate like fire, and the other is expressionless and cold as ice.
Ji Yang withdrew his gaze and continued to work on the questions, but ignored him.
At important moments, Yang Ying didn't dare to do anything wrong, she could still tell which was more important.
Ji Yang is number one every time, don't be influenced by her.
Everyone was doing the questions, and she was too embarrassed to sit still, holding a pen and answering the questions with her head down.
Everyone is focused and serious.
Just as Yang Ying was about to start writing, Ji Yang had already put down his pen. She looked over and saw that his answer sheet was already densely packed with words.
The composition is 800 words, no more and no less.
His handwriting is beautiful, smooth and powerful, in italics.
Yang Ying raised her head and saw an invigilator in front and an invigilator behind. The two were very interesting. They both hugged their chests, lowered their heads, and closed their eyes in boredom.
The male teacher in front went even further and even snored.
"Senior finished writing?" Yang Ying lowered her voice, looked at Ji Yang, looked at him with admiration, and was happier than herself when she finished writing.
Ji Yang closed his pen, but still ignored her.
"Aren't seniors supposed to be human?" Yang Ying pursed her lips, seeing his indifferent appearance, she stretched out her hand and poked his arm.
Ji Yang seemed not expecting it, frowned, and looked at her with displeasure.
"Just ask, is it so difficult to answer?" Yang Ying looked at him not to be outdone, "I'll just ask, to care for you."
"No need." His low voice sounded.
Yang Ying's cheeks were full of anger, and she was so angry with him that she poured cold water down one by one, and Ji Yang didn't bother to talk to her.
There was no emotion in those eyes, and he didn't even bother to deal with her.
Yang Ying held the pen tightly, and saw Ji Yang put his hand on his lap, and supported his chin with the other hand.
Looking at those slender hands, his fingers are beautiful, with well-defined bones, and his nails are neatly trimmed and very clean.
She didn't know which tendon was wrong, so she reached out and reached for Ji Yang's hand.
However, before he caught her, his hand was already grabbed by someone. He looked at her with cold eyes, sharp as a blade, and a little angry.
Yang Ying felt guilty and twisted twice to try to free her hand, but Ji Yang grabbed it tighter and tighter without breaking free.
pain.
That was a real pain.
Her face crumpled together.
"I said, don't embarrass yourself." With cold eyes, Ji Yang shook off her hand, and the words he uttered were also ruthless.
"I just touched it." Yang Ying refused to admit defeat, she was not afraid of death after being let go, she reached out and grabbed his hand with a provocative look, "You caught me just now, now it's not too much for me to catch it back, right? "
"Touching from left to right, who cares who touched whom?"
Ji Yang: "..."
During the time he was in a daze, the little girl had already interlocked his fingers quickly, with a triumphant smile on her lips.
"Shameless." Ji Yang flung it away, turned his head away, but clenched the hand on the side slightly, and his eyes were filled with emotion.
"If shameless can get the senior, I don't want it." Yang Ying bowed her head and leaned over.
She found out that as long as she was shameless enough, Ji Yang couldn't stand it at all. Thinking, she put her index finger and middle finger up, put them on the table to form two legs, and "walked" towards Ji Yang.
As she walked, she stopped, raised one finger, and tapped Ji Yang's elbow, her voice changed, "Senior, don't be angry, anger will age very quickly."
Ji Yang didn't move.
Viewed from the side, his thin lips are pursed tightly.
"If you don't talk, you won't be angry. Well, that's good." Yang Ying said to herself and helped him make a decision.
For the rest of the time, she had no intention of writing essays, and stared at Ji Yang from a close distance. It was the first time she could look at Ji Yang so openly and carefully.
"Senior's eyelashes are so long, the bridge of his nose is so straight, and his lips are so sexy." She kept muttering.
"Your skin is very good, and the pores are too delicate?"
"Senior, why don't you smile? I feel that you will look better when you smile."
…
"Noisy." Ji Yang sent her two words when the bell rang, his words were still merciless, and his expression was still stern, showing some obvious disgust.
Yang Ying froze suddenly, looking at his bright emotions, she felt like a clown, a little ashamed.
I felt a little burning on my face.
The test paper was passed down and up again, and the invigilator left after tapping. Yang Ying was still frozen in place, unconsciously tearing the candy bag.
"Get out of the way." Ji Yang spoke again.
She gets in the way.
"Don't let me go." Yang Ying inexplicably wanted to confront him, and she couldn't let him out if she didn't let him go, so she wouldn't let him out.
Hate.
"I'll say it again, get out of the way." Ji Yang's voice was cold and distant, and his deep eyes fell on her, revealing a hint of danger.
"I won't let it go." Yang Ying looked fearless, holding her head up and staring at him with bright beautiful eyes.
"Yang..."
Just as Ji Yang opened his mouth, a lollipop was stuffed into his mouth. Yang Ying pouted, "What's wrong with the senior? Your face is so dark, please eat a sweet lollipop."