The Monster I Was Redeemed

Not many people would call themselves during class breaks.

Ai Liang knew without even thinking that it must be Yang Xingyue.

He took the phone back from Ye Qing, but instead of calling back, he sent a private message via private chat, asking Yang Xingyue what he wanted from him.

It hasn’t even been a minute since the private message was sent.

Ai Liang's mobile phone received another video call request from Yang Xingyue.

This time he took it.

"Ai Liang, aren't you busy now?" Yang Xingyue asked cautiously.

You want to know if I'm available. Shouldn't you ask first and then call me?

Ai Liang sighed: "I'm free. I was just getting my school uniform, not my phone."

"Eh? You are also giving out school uniforms? What a coincidence, we are too."

Yang Xingyue excitedly took the phone away and showed off the uniform of Neihua Experimental Middle School: "We have two sets of uniforms, one for summer and one for winter. Where are you?"

The uniforms of Neihua Experimental Middle School are similar to those of Qianhua Experimental Middle School.

The dark blue knitted vest that Yang Xingyue is currently wearing is similar to Ai Liang's winter school uniform.

Ai Liang glanced at the khaki school uniform wrapped in a transparent bag on the table: "It's the same here, it just changed the color."

"Well, at first I thought the high school uniforms would be sportswear like the junior high school uniforms."

At this point, Yang Xingyue's face turned red and her eyes wandered: "How about...?"

"Qianhua Experimental Middle School does not have a mandatory requirement to wear uniforms to school. I plan to go back after school and try again."

Ai Liang pointed the camera at the table: "In appearance, it is not much different from your school uniform..."

"That's not what I said."

Yang Xingyue held up her mobile phone very shyly: "What I want to ask is... is my school uniform suitable for wearing..."

Yang Xingyue's voice became softer and softer, and the last half of the sentence almost turned into a mosquito-like whisper.

Although her voice was very small, for some reason, Ye Qing and Yi Wenna were behind her.

Even the unknown tablemate next to Ai Liang seemed to be waiting for Ai Liang's answer.

Facing the shy Yang Xingyue and the busy gazes of the people around her.

Ai Liang's expression did not change: "Isn't Qihua by your side? Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to ask her to help you see if it fits?"

"Pfft, cough, cough..."

The classmate next to me was drinking water and choked heavily when she heard this sentence.

Ai Liang glanced at his deskmate. His name seemed to be Chen Zili?

Chen Zili and Ai Liang met their eyes, quickly looked away and turned their attention to the history book.

Act like you are working hard.

Behind them, Ye Qing and Yi Wenna looked at each other.

Originally, Yi Wenna wanted to take advantage of Ai Liang's answer to the phone and deliberately come over to show her face and cause trouble for him.

But it seems...it doesn't matter whether it leaks or not?

Yiwenna thought to herself: 'Ai Liang doesn't seem to have that kind of relationship with the girl on the phone. Well... at least I can be sure that it's not the case on his side. ’

‘If I had just deliberately pretended to be intimate and approached him, wouldn’t he have used him as a shield? ’

‘What a risk, I almost became a tool! ’

"Oh, that's really what you would say, Ai Liang."

Yang Xingyue sighed.

I don’t know if she was relieved or if she was regretful that she couldn’t hear the evaluation.

"So what do you want with me?"

Ai Liang dropped the topic and continued to ask.

‘They just want to talk to you, you bastard! Show me the vibe! You steely straight man! ’

Ai Liang couldn't speak directly anymore, which made Yi Wenna unable to stand it.

Her mentality changed from watching the excitement at the beginning to having infinite sympathy for Yang Xingyue.

Because Yi Wenna seemed to see her own shadow in Yang Xingyue.

She glanced at Ye Qing quietly.

‘I understand, it must be tiring to fall in love with such a guy. ’

However, in fact, Yang Xingyue had long been accustomed to Ai Liang's coldness.

"Nothing, I just have two questions that I would like to ask..."

Yang Xingyue quickly took out the tricky exercises that she had prepared long ago.

In order to have a legitimate reason to attack Ai Liang and ask for advice on study problems, Yang Xingyue, with the help of Yue Qihua, prepared half a notebook of difficult problems.

Because there was no legitimate reason, Ai Liang would definitely hang up the phone without hesitation and start chatting in the group.

For this purpose, the existence of exercises is necessary.

It's like before an invasion, you must find an excuse to use as a fig leaf.

No matter how ridiculous and unrealistic that excuse may seem.

But there must be.

I saw Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue discussing serious study issues.

The guys watching the excitement no longer focused on Ai Liang, so they were doing whatever they were supposed to do.

The half hour between lectures flew by quickly during the lectures

With five minutes left before class started, the history teacher walked into the classroom early with a stack of test papers.

Ai Liang stopped at the right time: "Class is about to start, you can let Qihua teach you the rest."

"Well, thank you."

Yang Xingyue looked at the phone and smiled happily.

She didn't wait for a while to admire Ai Liang's face.

Ai Iron Warrior Liang raised his hand and hung up the video call without any nostalgia.

"In the next hour and a half, there will be a small test. The content of the test is the content covered in the first two sections. You can open the book. Please be prepared."

the history teacher said.

"Ah? Didn't we tell stories in the last class?"

"That's right, why do we still need to take the exam!"

"Damn it, I didn't take notes in last class."

As soon as they heard what Wang Zhenghao was going to teach in class, the class immediately exploded.

The students who love to take notes are full of joy.

And those students who didn’t take notes.

After hearing that it was an open-book exam, I regretted it.

Based on the students’ summary of the teaching methods of key classes in the past few days.

This history test is definitely the same as the homework assigned by the math teacher. Even if you open the book, you probably won't find a few useful knowledge points.

But the history teacher doesn't care about this: "Don't worry, most of the content in the test paper is fill-in-the-blank questions, which are the questions I asked you in the last class.

If you had listened carefully to other people's answers when I asked questions in the last class, you would have passed this part alone. "

In other words, there are still many answers to the questions. Is this the story you told?

The students who had listened to the first two classes as biographies were all in bad shape.

We agreed it was just a story, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a test?

What about trust between people!

"Teacher, if I fail, will there be any punishment?"

Ai Liang's deskmate raised his hand and asked.

"Personally, I'm not used to deliberately punishing students for failing."

The attitude of the history teacher made many people in the class relax.

If it's just a simple test, that's fine.

But everything is afraid of turning around: "I will give the list of failed students to your class teacher, and he will decide how to deal with it."

Blanch!

You despicable person!

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