There are not many people in Yan Xianjue's class.
To be precise, there are not many people in their profession.
Yan Xianjue took a quick look around the classroom and found that there were only about thirty or forty people.
Surprisingly, at least half of them were familiar faces.
Ni Qiu and Wang Zihe, who were sitting near Zhou Ye, were among them.
Yan Xianjue: “…”
He was talking about Zhou Ye’s last graduation party, and how these two people suddenly became familiar with Zhou Ye.
When Yan Xianjue came in, the classroom was quiet for a moment.
Zhou Ye's loud voice seemed particularly resonant. He raised his hand carelessly: "Brother Yan, this way."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes, but did not refuse. He strode over and sat down in the seat Zhou Ye had reserved for him.
"What's going on?" he asked in a low voice.
Zhou Ye looked at him in surprise: "You don't know."
"Your family didn't hide the major you applied for. Almost everyone here wants to make friends with you."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
"Are they sick?"
"Puchi." Ni Qiu, who was sitting in the front, couldn't stand it anymore.
He turned around with amusement and said: "It doesn't matter where you live, why don't you follow the young master?"
"What a simple truth."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Zhou also nodded in agreement: "Those sitting here are those who passed the exam. Those who didn't can only go abroad with regret."
Yan Xianjue felt speechless.
Zhou Ye shrugged, "It's just a coincidence that our generation is born this year. Most families already have a pillar of support."
Yan Xianjue himself is in the same situation, so it is understandable.
But he looked at Zhou Ye and complained, "As the only heir of the Zhou family, aren't you ashamed to be hanging around here?"
Zhou Ye argued confidently: "I'm doing this all for you. Without me, how will you survive in social circles?"
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes: "You talk as if I need it!"
Many of the processes for starting school are roughly the same.
No matter you are a primary school student, a middle school student or a college student.
Basically, the teacher finishes speaking a bunch of clichés on the stage and then arranges the students to introduce themselves.
Everyone's self-introductions are often very streamlined. No matter what was said before, the last sentence often has to be followed by the previous one, hoping to become friends with everyone in the next four years.
The teacher is also familiar with this process.
Until Yan Xianjue stood up.
"Yan Xianjue." After saying these three words, he sat down before the teacher could react.
As for the hypocritical words about becoming friends, Yan Xianjue didn't say them at all.
He doesn't like to say things he can't do.
But there was an unexpected booing in the class.
teacher:"……"
It seems that this is the troublemaker student of this class.
Yan Xianjue: “…”
He asked Zhou Ye next to him: "Why do these people look more childish than when they were in high school?"
Zhou Ye pondered for a moment: "Maybe men remain young until they die?"
Wang Zihe, who was sitting behind them, also interrupted at this time: "Are you two going to the manzai? I will definitely buy tickets."
Zhou Ye: "You don't have to buy it. I'll give you the ticket when the time comes."
Yan Xianjue fell silent.
I always feel like I took the entrance exam for this university, but it also seems like I didn’t.
The teacher had a headache, but she had to suppress the booing and try to smooth things over: "Haha, it seems that Yan Xianjue doesn't like to talk much. Next one."
The next person was Zhou Ye, who was sitting next to Yan Xianjue.
Zhou also stood up and was also greeted with a round of boos.
The teacher is very tired, although she is actually somewhat accustomed to teaching students in this major.
But I always feel that this session seems particularly high-profile.
Although very tired, the teacher still forced himself to preside over the class meeting.
After the teacher left, Yan Xianjue just stood up when someone came over.
The visitor said in a familiar manner, "Young Master Yan, it's the first day of school, shall we all get together?"
Yan Xianjue lowered his head and looked at Zhou Ye: "Do you know him?"
Yan Xianjue was certain that the other party was definitely not from their high school, as could be seen from the address.
Zhou also stood up and shook the other person's hand before it reached out to Yan Xianjue.
"From the school next door."
The visitor nodded, agreeing with Zhou Ye's statement. He didn't mind Yan Xianjue's indifference and introduced himself as "Qi Tianchou."
Yan Xianjue thought for a moment and tossed the key to Zhou Ye: "I'm sending my girlfriend to school, so I'm busy. You guys go have fun on your own."
Zhou Ye: "Okay."
Amid the boos of the whole class, Yan Xianjue walked away calmly.
The villa that Yan Xianjue owned originally belonged to Zhou Ye's second uncle, and he knew the layout very well.
He also knew Yan Xianjue very well and would not easily touch his sensitive spots, so Yan Xianjue was quite relieved about this.
After Yan Xianjue left, Zhou Ye said to Qi Tianchou, "Brother Yan is like this to people he doesn't know well. Don't mind it."
Qi Tianchou himself didn't care: "I'm just trying it."
Ni Qiu, on the other hand, looked thoughtful.
He also tried to build a good relationship with Yan Xianjue, and even his methods were similar to Qi Tianchou's.
He waited until most of the others had left before asking Zhou Ye, "Yan Xianjue doesn't like people who are very familiar with others?"
Zhou Ye looked confused: "No."
If he didn't like her, how could Shen Fangli get into their small group?
Ni Qiu simply asked directly.
Only then did Zhou Ye understand what Ni Qiu meant.
But this is not something that cannot be said.
He packed up his things and gestured as he walked, "Brother Yan's personality is a little... you could say a little unique."
As if feeling that what he said was too abstract, he tried to explain it in a more concrete way: "For example, when we normal people make friends, we have to play together first before we can become friends."
"But Brother Yan is different. He wants to establish a relationship first, then he will play with you, and finally become friends."
Ni Qiu's mouth twitched: "So I got the order wrong?"
Zhou Ye nodded affirmatively.
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