Usually, she would fall asleep as soon as she arrived at the classroom, put down her schoolbag, and fall asleep.

But today.

Although she was still not listening to the class, the pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes showed no signs of lack of sleep. The owner of the almond-shaped eyes was leaning over the desk with a refreshed look, letting her silky black hair fall over her shoulders. She was drawing on a piece of white paper with a ballpoint pen. The drawing was particularly familiar, and what she drew was - a turtle.

Zhang Wenqiang: “…”

But the next second, Zhang Wenqiang seemed to have discovered something incredible. Why did he feel that the black ballpoint pen in his new classmate's hand looked so familiar?

He remembered that the God of Learning seemed to have a ballpoint pen like this.

It's about learning from God.

Because Zhang Wenqiang saw the new classmate was halfway through drawing a turtle, he put down his pen, turned sideways, reached out his hand, took out the pencil case that the god of study had placed on the table, and rummaged inside.

Just search it.

While searching, he even complained to the academic god in a low voice: "Why do you only have one color of pen?"

Zhang Wenqiang shouted in his heart: Of course, the God of Learning’s pens are for doing exercises, not watercolor pencil bags.

Finally, Sheng Yuan found a pen with a red tip, probably the marker that Shi Yan used to correct mistakes. Sheng Yuan took it, pressed down the top, and drew a small red flower on the arched shell of the turtle on the paper.

“…”

Shi Yan was originally working on a question when Sheng Yuan suddenly came over and interrupted him. He drooped his eyelashes and pursed his thin lips. He waited for her to find a pen and sit back. He then held the pen with his bony hands and continued to work on the question.

Continue to do that question.

Just like that??? Seeing this scene, Zhang Wenqiang's mouth became as big as an egg.

* After the last class in the morning, all the students went to the cafeteria in a noisy manner.

Yan Qingyue closed the textbook and put it back neatly, but did not leave in a hurry. She asked Duan Yuwei to wait for her for a moment, walked towards Shi Yan's seat hesitantly, and spoke gently.

"Shi Yan, let's have lunch together today."

In the past, because there were too many students in the cafeteria during peak hours, Shi Yan always had the habit of doing his homework in the classroom for a while, and then going to the cafeteria alone to have lunch when there were fewer people.

But Yan Qingyue was worried about the trouble that Shi Yan's uncle would bring to Shi Yan, and wanted to ask Shi Yan something.

Shi Yan finished the last exercise, turned the page, and replied in a cold voice: "No."

"...Okay." A trace of disappointment flashed across Yan Qingyue's pretty face, and she said with concern: "Then don't spend too much time on the questions, and remember to eat early."

As expected, there was no response from Shi Yan. Yan Qingyue knew that no one could persuade Shi Yan.

Duan Yuwei urged: "Qingyue, let's go, or the sweet and sour spareribs in the cafeteria will be eaten up soon."

She walked over and pulled Yan Qingyue, and while speaking, she looked resentfully at Sheng Yuan, who was lying on the table and scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

Exchange students from Tengya Private School do not have to squeeze into the cafeteria. Each exchange student has a special person to deliver meals every day.

Yan Qingyue sighed softly and followed Duan Yuwei. When she reached the classroom door, she turned back inadvertently. Suddenly, her pupils trembled and her eyes caught sight of two ballpoint pens lying casually on Sheng Yuan's empty desk.

That is Shi Yan's pen! After a while.

The driver, wearing a professional suit and with short hair, appeared at the door of Class 1 with an exquisite square cloth box in both hands. He called Sheng Yuan in a respectful voice.

"Miss."

She tilted her head, as if thinking about it, "Shi Yan?"

This was the first time she called out his name, except for the taciturn ones and the good students.

Sheng Yuan slammed Shi Yan's exercise book shut in front of him and said, "Your creditor requires you to have lunch with him right now, immediately, right now."

Shi Yan looked at her for a while and stood up in silence.

* canteen.

"Qingyue, Qingyue?"

Duan Yuwei had to shout several times before Yan Qingyue, who was distracted, came back to her senses.

"...Yuwei? Are you talking to me?"

Duan Yuwei asked with amusement: "What else are you thinking about? Can you be distracted even when eating?"

"without."

Yan Qingyue said no, but she lowered her eyes to hide the gloom in her eyes. She couldn't help but replay the scene of leaving the classroom just now in her mind.

Shi Yan and the exchange student were not familiar with each other, but why was Shi Yan's pen on the exchange student's desk? Did she borrow it? But would Shi Yan lend a pen to someone else?

Yan Qingyue was immersed in her own thoughts. Suddenly, Duan Yuwei on the opposite side called her in a hurried tone: "Qing, Qingyue, look behind you!"

Following Duan Yuwei's gaze, Yan Qingyue turned her head and looked over there. The next second, she was stunned in her seat.

In order to show its importance to Tengya Private School's exchange students, Qingfeng specially set up a separate dining area next to the cafeteria.

Yan Qingyue saw Shi Yan.

His tall and handsome figure followed the girl in British school uniform. A man in professional attire who looked like a driver walked behind the two of them, carrying a lunch box. The three of them entered the dining area next door together.

"What's going on?!"

Duan Yuwei could no longer conceal the shock in her tone, "Qingyue, how could the academic god be with Sheng Yuan?!"

Until the three figures disappeared from sight, Yan Qingyue's eyes became sore, and she forgot to look away and shook her head: "I don't know either."

Yan Qingyue couldn't wait until the evening class was over to get home, and didn't have time to eat, so she went to the cafeteria to borrow a cell phone from a classmate she knew who had secretly brought a cell phone to school.

She called her father Yan Chengye, and when she came back after the call, she looked a little absent-minded.

On the phone——

Dad said that in exchange for helping Shi Yan solve his problem, Shi Yan should agree to something Sheng Yuan asked of him.

So, Shi Yan went to eat with Sheng Yuan? Yan Qingyue almost instantly thought of Shi Yan and Sheng Yuan's lateness this morning - they were late together.

So, was Shi Yan's lateness today because of Sheng Yuan? For some reason, Yan Qingyue suddenly felt panic in her heart. She subconsciously didn't want Shi Yan to be involved with Teng Ya's exchange student named Sheng Yuan.

She had just asked Yan Chengye on the phone, asking him incoherently if he could find a way to raise three hundred thousand yuan to lend to Shi Yan.

Yan Chengye sighed helplessly and said, "Qingyue, you also know your mother's temper. If she doesn't give in, there's nothing your father can do. Moreover, she has specially informed your Uncle Xia not to lend me money secretly."

"Besides, even if I really helped Xiao Yan to raise the three hundred thousand, he would definitely not accept it. He rejected me that day and said he would solve it himself." (End of this chapter)