Chapter 22: A false alarm

Ye Fan accidentally glanced at him, saw Ye Ping staring at him stupidly, and asked casually: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Ping smiled and said, "It looks pretty handsome when you focus on doing things."

Ye Fan was not thin-skinned, but this outstanding compliment still made him embarrassed and sneered: "What a handsome guy!"

Ye Ping didn't say anything, and changed his posture and continued to stare at him.

It would be fine if Ye Fan didn't see it. Now that he knew that Ye Ping was looking at him, he was immediately uncomfortable. He was so angry that he couldn't do such a technical job as revising manuscripts. He quickly turned around and said, "Why are you always staring at me? Anyway, you are still idle, so I'll help me change the back."

Ye Ping pushed Ye Fan back to check that he threw Ye Fan over and said, "How could I do it!"

Ye Fan said: "Why can't you?"

Ye Ping said: "I haven't been to school yet, how could I do it?"

Ye Fan was speechless and had to say directly: "Then don't stare at me, otherwise I can't continue writing."

Ye Ping leaned closer and said, "I'm on the side."

"Bang", Ye Fan stood up, "I'll go to the back to write." As he said that, he ran to the back seat with something in hand, and Ye Ping curled his lips.

When Ye Fan wrote the last word, the sky was already shining. Ye Fan looked at it and it was already past seven o'clock. The people in the study room were almost gone. After packing up their things and returning to their original seats, Ye Ping next to him slept in a mess, and his saliva flowed a lot, making the table look like a lake. People who didn't leave were looking at it. Most of the boys appreciated the beauty of sleeping, while girls gloated and admired the ugly.

Ye Fan quickly woke him up. Ye Ping rubbed his eyes, wiped the corner of his mouth and raised his head, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop. He licked his lips and asked, "Have you finished it?"

Ye Fan nodded while sweating. Ye Ping stood up and his stomach was very suitable for a "gurgling". Ye Ping rubbed and said, "Look, I'm hungry, go eat."

Ye Ping urged Ye Fan to push him out, but he did not forget to return the borrowed pen to others. When he wanted to return the manuscript paper, he looked back and saw that the boy was no longer there.

Ye Fan felt a little weak when he didn't sleep all night, and even felt a little chill when he went out. Looking back at Ye Ping, he was also shrinking his neck, still looking sleepy. His hazy eyes blinked, looking quite cute. Ye Fan was shocked as soon as he had this idea. How could he put an adjective like "cute" on Ye Ping? Ye Fan shook his head desperately, trying to wake up. He was afraid that he would have such a thought, and he would be merciful when he fought with Ye Ping next time.

The two rushed to the cafeteria in a hurry. At this moment, when the cafeteria was most popular early in the morning, there were long queues everywhere. Ye Fan was even more tired and hungry than Ye Ping, so he really didn't want to queue up in a long queue. He glanced down and finally found a window that was not too many people. After calling Ye Ping, he rushed there.

When he saw it clearly, Ye Fan took a deep breath and found that it was a bun selling. The buns for breakfast and the buns for dinner were no different. They had less than a bite of stuffing and over-biting their heads. Ye Fan looked at it again and found that those who were willing to buy the buns were all beauties with obviously exceeding the standard size. Ye Fan understood their good intentions: they wanted to lose weight, but they really wanted to taste some meat.

Ye Fan was hesitating, and Ye Ping shouted: "If you don't eat buns, these buns have no meat."

His voice was really innocent, but it touched the pain of all the girls around him. Everyone turned their heads and stared at Ye Ping, who had a good face, a standard figure, and was clamoring for meat. This was no different from provocation to them.

Ye Ping seemed to realize something, and quickly said to the girls: "I'm sorry!"

This apology tasted like there was no silver here. The women were only separated from the roar. Ye Fan hurriedly pulled Ye Ping and flashed to the side. But this could not get rid of the gaze of so many people. There seemed to be no place for two people to settle down in the huge canteen. Ye Fan said helplessly: "Forget it, there are too many people, go out and eat!"

In fact, at this time, not only the canteen, but also the breakfast spots within a radius of 200 meters inside and outside the campus were crowded. Ye Fan just found an excuse to explain it.

The two left the school gate and found a random place. By the time they had a free seat, almost everyone was ready to go, and class time was already in front of them.

The two of them ate this breakfast at the same speed as wind. Ye Fan closely paid attention to the time. Now he is not afraid of anything, just afraid of being late and leaving early. If he encounters a teacher with endocrine disorders, menopause early or nightlife is not harmonious, it is likely that they will be the target of venting. Of course, he can still endure venting. If he asks for a casual check in the future, it will be another heart-wrenching night.

Ye Fan even set an alarm clock for his phone. When the sound rang, he ignored Ye Ping's small bun and put it in half and dragged it to run away. Ye Ping shouted: "Bun, I haven't finished my bun yet."

Ye Fan also shouted: "I don't have time, I'm late to go and I have to write a check again tonight."

Ye Ping was afraid of examinations, so she quickly wiped her mouth and ran with Ye Fan. After wiping her mouth, she rubbed her hands on Ye Fan a few times, and Ye Fan, who was concentrating on her, did not check at all.

The classroom was already full of people. Since Ye Fan's last 8,000-word examination incident, the absentee class has obviously restrained itself. Before he practiced the ability to 8,000-word abilities with a wave of his hand, no one dared to take this risk.

At this time, the people from Ye Fan and Ye Ping's dormitory were gathering together. Both sides had reached a consensus on whether they had not returned overnight last night, and at this moment they were discussing whether the two sides had not returned overnight and what they did if they were together.

As we were talking, we saw the two of them suddenly rushed into the classroom with red eyes, and their haggard faces could tell at a glance that they had never washed their faces. Everyone was wondering what had happened. Without saying a word, they rushed to the corner of the last row, sat side by side and covered their heads and fell asleep.

Everyone was talking about what these two people did last night?

Ye Fan fell asleep completely the moment he lay on the table, and soon started dreaming. He dreamed that he and Ye Ping were eating buns at a small stall on the side of the road. The buns were broken and they couldn't find the filling. He angrily asked the boss if he would do business, and then he pulled Ye Ping and was about to leave. However, Ye Ping refused to leave when he was beaten to death, and shouted desperately: "Bun, my bun!"...

The dream was shattered. Ye Fan heard laughter all around him, and raised his head blankly, and saw everyone smiling and looking at Ye Ping.

Ye Ping had just sat up, her eyes full of confusion, but she just stared at Ye Fan for a while and asked, "Why, aren't we eating buns?"

Ye Fan was speechless. He had guessed what had happened. He looked at Ye Ping with sympathy. The whole night seemed to have lowered her IQ to zero. What's going on? Logically speaking, with their physical strength, it would not be difficult to continue to persevere after one night! She wouldn't have become so confused!

The classmates were laughing so hard that Ye Fan suddenly felt dizzy. He had only two words in his mind: check; there was a bracket behind him: 8,000 words.

Ye Fan's last glimmer of hope was that Ye Ping attracted all his attention and should not be implicated. Although this was unreliable,... he had enough of it.

Ye Fan looked at the podium and felt relaxed. The teacher on the podium was also smiling. Ye Fan could see that the teacher was trying to restrain himself. Ye Fan finally had some insights. The teacher was also a human being, and he thought of them too cold-blooded.

After a moment, everyone laughed almost the same time. The teacher also reached out to signal everyone to be quiet and said to Ye Ping: "That classmate, remember to come to class after eating your fill next time."

Ye Fan looked at the time and it was only fifteen minutes after class. After such a fuss, the two of them felt embarrassed to fall asleep carelessly. From the perspective of common sense, doing so would be too disrespectful to the teacher. Ye Ping originally did not take the teacher's face to heart, but she had to take the 8,000-word check that could appear at any time.

Both of them sat straight, Ye Ping gently leaned over and said softly in Ye Fan's ear: "I really regret why I entered the Chinese department."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, fortunately you entered the Chinese department, otherwise I really don’t know how lawless you are. Ye Fan couldn’t help but feel the scene of Ye Ping putting the knife on the teacher’s neck.

After all, the two of them were Jianjiazi, and after that drowsiness was over, it was not very difficult to bear.

Finally, the two of them dragged their tired bodies to the counselor's office and handed over the examination. Ye Fan's mood was contradictory at this time. If the teacher just flipped through it like he had seen Yan Bing yesterday, it would be obvious that the hard work he worked hard all night would be in vain; but if he read it carefully, he would be afraid that he would see traces of his modification.

The teacher's performance seemed to take care of Ye Fan's emotions. He threw it aside without counting the pages, nor did he read it word by word. He browsed the two examinations at a faster speed, nodding and said, "The examination is still very profound."

Ye Fan said that this is because he has a deep understanding.

So the teacher said the unchanging line: "Please pay attention next time."

It was not until this moment that Ye Fan suddenly realized that taking the theme of "disrespect for the teacher" as an example, he was completely wronged. He talked back and did not give face. He did all of this. He tried to stop him. He was full of grievances, but now there was no need to explain, and he finally turned into a sigh.

When the two left the office, Ye Ping stretched and shouted: "It's so sleepy, I can finally go back to sleep."
Chapter completed!