With the help of Song Ye, his deskmate, classmate Wang Tiechuan finished his homework early for the first time. He felt like he was enjoying the rest of his life after a disaster. When returning the exercise book, he even admired him for a while.
'My deskmate, your homework is so beautifully written, the words look as if they were printed on paper. Thanks! '
Song Ye glanced at it and subconsciously changed his cursive font into block letters. In the past, in order to forge letters, she had learned a lot of fonts and used them in various situations, but she had forgotten them all at once, almost revealing her flaws.
After a while, seeing that Song Ye didn't reply, the neighbor secretly handed over another one.
'My deskmate, um, Brother Xu, I will help you explain what happened yesterday afternoon, don't worry. '
Seeing this, Song Ye realized that Wang Tiechuan was afraid that Xu Zihang would cause trouble for him, so he specially comforted her.
With a warm feeling in his heart, Song Ye casually replied to the third note, suddenly feeling that such childish gadgets were quite interesting to spend time with.
In this era, even if boys and girls become roommates, most of them still draw a line and ignore each other, not because they hate each other, but because they are shy and afraid of being laughed at.
As a result, small notes have become the most popular communication tool and are widely loved by students.
Just when Song Ye was pretending to be young and experienced a handful of small notes, as the class bell rang, there were suddenly a few messy footsteps outside the classroom, and it could be heard that people were very anxious.
Immediately, under the attention of the whole class, Song Tingting and Song Meimei led Lu Lan into the class. Under the puzzled eyes of the whole class, Song Tingting raised her hand and pointed to the corner, "Mom, there, Song Ye is there. !”
Lu Lan squeezed into the middle and looked in the direction. When she saw Song Ye's delicate face, she was stunned for a moment, then she frowned and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
The mother and daughter came in force, and the students who didn't know why Song Ye had offended someone again, until the head teacher stood in front, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said: "Song Ye, if your mother hadn't found the school, , the school doesn’t know that you have been running away from home for a week. In view of the seriousness of your situation, you don’t need to attend class today, just follow your mother home first.”
With a bang, the class exploded in an instant, with countless exclamations and whispers coming and going, as if they could turn into sharp arrows and fly towards the corner.
And Song Ye also knew that he might not be able to worry about it today.
Lu Lan was wearing a purple leather skirt, just like a moving purple sweet potato. Tu Fei Yuan swung her butt forward and shouted to the class at the top of her voice, "You bitch, get out of here with me!"
There was another thunder on the ground, which made everyone scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. No one expected that Lu Lan dressed like a human, but her mouth turned out to be completely different, which ruined her image.
Even after fifteen years, Song Ye still knew clearly about this mother. Lu Lan was born in the countryside and had never read a book. After marrying Song Yuanzhi and moving to the city, she had been working hard to become a city dweller. She would definitely look gorgeous when she went out. A gold necklace is tied around the neck. Unfortunately, after all these years, my mouth is still rough.
"Ahem, Song Ye's parents, if you have anything to do, you can go home and talk about it. We have classes next." The head teacher coughed twice. He obviously had great disdain for country people like Lu Lan.
However, he was refuted by Song Ye yesterday, and now that he can get it back, he is a little more tolerant of Lu Lan's words and deeds.
"Haha, what the teacher said is that I will clean up this bitch when I go home. I will never embarrass the school. Don't worry, teacher." Lu Lan nodded hurriedly, unconsciously showing an inferior and flattering attitude. She rarely appeared in school, and she was never allowed to attend even her daughters' parent-teacher conferences. It was rare to see a dignified teacher, and she subconsciously felt inferior.
This person was still being polite, but the students below had already looked at Song Ye dozens of times, many of whom were disdainful, mocking, and gloating. The most obvious one... Song Ye glanced lightly and saw Song Tingting in mid-air. She was standing proudly with her neck raised. There, with a smile on her lips, she looked at Tang Meiling in the middle of the classroom.
The interaction between the two people fell in Song Ye's eyes. He could guess with just his toes that the two people were colluding in today's drama.
"Tablemate..." The only one in the class who really cared about Song Ye's situation was Wang Tiechuan. But he was just a child after all, and he didn't even know what to say to comfort him.
Song Ye didn't think much of it. He stood up with empty hands and slowly began to walk out. Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell his deskmate, "I'll leave my schoolbag to you first."
Wang Tiechuan was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he could only see a handsome back.
The head teacher snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with Song Yemu's disrespectful attitude.
When Lu Lan chased Song Tingting and Song Meimei out, she could only see Song Ye's back from a distance. She was wearing a tight leather skirt and couldn't move forward. She was like a writhing purple sweet potato. She was so angry that she moved toward The figure from behind yelled, "You are walking so fast to die, stop right here, Song Ye!"
Song Ye walked forward by himself until he walked out of the school gate and stopped on the side of the road, then waited for Lu Lan to catch up.
"You bitch, I told you to stop. Why are you walking so fast? Are you rushing to be reincarnated?" Lu Lan finally arrived and was panting from exhaustion, but she still couldn't help cursing.
"If you have anything to say, say it here." Although Song Ye lives alone and doesn't care about the opinions of outsiders, he has no interest in being admired as a national treasure. When Lu Lan opened her mouth to say something, she added, "I don't care about the Song family." I will go back soon and find a time to go through the procedures for changing the guardian. If you have nothing to do, you don’t have to come to me."
"Wha, what?" Lu Lan, whose brain was running out of oxygen, had just regained her breath. She was choked by Song Ye's words and was dizzy again. The next second she was almost furious, "You bitch, you know what you are talking about. What? Now that your wings have hardened, you feel like you can fly, don’t you? Let me tell you, after leaving the Song family, you are nothing!"
Song Ye looked at her face that was excited in vain, and thought she would say that she was worse than a dog.
Seeing that she wanted to continue scolding, Song Tingting quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, Mom, calm down, don't forget, there are things to do today, and time is running out."
"That's right, Mom, stop arguing. It's a joke. Let's go quickly. Auntie is still waiting for us." Song Meimei stood a little far away. It was really Lu Lan, a shrew, who was too embarrassing for her. , it’s better to get the person away quickly.
Sure enough, Lu Lan calmed down and frowned. Although he was still dissatisfied, his anger had gone down a lot. Regardless of whether Song Yetong agreed or not, he said directly: "Today, your aunt has reserved a seat in the restaurant, and everyone in the family is going. Whatever happens, don't embarrass me outside. Song Ye, do you understand?"
Song Ye glanced at the three people in front of him, and when Song Tingting lowered her head slightly guilty, she said lightly, "Let's go."