Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Since ancient times, schools have been like society. The most important thing in society is gangsters. The score line of the third middle school is not ranked in Yuncheng. In , the fight has never been lost, so it has become a myth.

Once upon a time, there was an exquisite fresh face in this group, and Song Ye's joining seemed to be a matter of course, and even gradually became the most eye-catching presence in this group.

Tang Yixiao has always been an invisible person in the eyes of her teachers and classmates. She has never imagined that she will one day intersect with this mythical combination, and she is still a tutor.

"All sit down and do the quiz." A group of teenagers and the girl stared at each other, but Xu Zihang finally saw the girl's embarrassment and took the initiative to say hello to start work. Then he followed suit, picked up the paper and began to do the quiz.

Tang Yixiao was on the side, until the teenagers were all seated, then he swallowed nervously and whispered: "Everyone is done, I'll correct it, and I will focus on the topics that I don't understand later."

"Okay." The teenagers raised their heads, but took the initiative to grin, showing their white teeth, "I don't know what the name of the little teacher is?"

"I, my name is Tang Yixiao, I'm from the first class, not a teacher." Tang Yixiao shrank his shoulders, blushed, and stuttered when he spoke.

Although her appearance is plain and she is thin, her shy personality like a little white rabbit is very easy to arouse the desire for protection in boys, and some teenagers can't keep their mouths shut, "Hehe, No matter how young you are, you are a teacher, don't be shy, Teacher Tang."

As soon as the words fell, there was a slap, and the back of the boy's head was rewarded with a violent chestnut. Xu Zihang withdrew his hand and said with a stern face: "If you are so slippery, you will fail and copy it all a hundred times."

A hundred times... This number is like a huge boulder hanging above their heads. The boys' heads are pressed down together and they begin to write quickly.

Xu Zihang glanced at it, and then handed the paper to Tang Yixiao.

After the latter took it, he was slightly taken aback, so fast!

In less than ten minutes, Xu Zihang's paper was already densely filled with answers, and the error rate was almost zero. She was so shocked that she raised her head and looked at the other person again, only to find that he had already taken out extracurricular books of other majors to read. The incandescent light was turned on. The young man was sitting in the warmly furnished living room, his cold profile exuding a faint halo, beautiful and beautiful. clean.

Xu Zihang's fame is firstly for his outstanding appearance, and then for his ferocity of fists. His achievements are actually the part that no one cares about. But having been in the same class for three years, Tang Yixiao knew the other's excellence, and even in her eyes, Xu Zihang was a boy without flaws.

Therefore, this kind of tutoring does not mean much to him. More often, he is supervising the learning of the teenagers and enjoying the time together in the group.

Song Ye took a long bath this time because she discovered an important problem.

In the Song family before, she was abused by Lu Lan, her face was yellow and her skin was thin, so she didn't grow fat, but in recent months, her nutrition has kept up, her stature has broken through to a new height, and even her breasts have begun to gain weight, and the momentum is very strong. Rapidly.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, she stretched out her hand and pressed the part that was beginning to swell, and suddenly had a headache. She knew earlier that she shouldn't drink so much milk to grow taller.

Finally, she found a bandage and wrapped it around the growth area.

Now, whether it is the night gang or the jade appraiser, the industry at hand is still in the development stage, and the identity of a man can bring more convenience.

After putting on the T-shirt, she walked dryly to the old man's room. For fear of disturbing the teenagers' tuition, the old man chose to stay in the room quietly. When Song Ye knocked on the door to enter, she happened to see her putting down her needlework.

As soon as Song Ye came in, the old man immediately lifted the quilt and moved his legs to kneel on her.

"Old man, you can't move your legs yet, you're welcome." Song Ye took a few steps forward to hold down her movements and touched her legs, "The hospital can't do anything right now, but there is a medicine stone that might be useful, after a while, I'll bring it for you to try."

Even if he was talking about caring, Song Ye's expression and tone were still cold and calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and it looked rather strange.

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then grabbed her hand and held it tightly, "Thank you, baby, you have nothing to do with my wife at all, but you have helped our grandfather and grandson several times. This kindness , my wife can't think of it in her life, thank you, thank you..."

The old man's eyes were wet, and his mouth turned upside down to say thank you. After a while, he noticed the stiffness of the girl's limbs.

In the palm of his hand, the old man's fingers were dry and old, wrinkled to the touch and covered with thick calluses, making it uncomfortable to hold at all. But this kind of touch was the first experience Song Ye had in his two lifetimes. It wasn't like the care of a friend, but the kindness of the elders. With a heavy sense of growth rings, it shocked the heart.

No one expected that the cold-hearted Song Ye would be disturbed by such a small action.

Although there was no expression on her face, the old man still noticed that she was stiff and unaccustomed, thinking of her living alone, he raised his hand and touched her head in distress, the old man's eyes filled with loving tears, " Song Ye, grandma knows you are a good boy."

Song Ye's expression was still a little dull until she exited the room. When passing the living room, she skipped a group of teenagers, sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windowsill, picked up the book, and read it for a long time. Only ten minutes passed, and not a page of the book was turned.

Her mind was full of ups and downs, full of the old hands of the old man, and the phrase "good boy".

She has never had relatives, and she has never received family affection, so she doesn't know how to react to this sudden warmth.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, the voice in the living room explaining the topic brought her thoughts back.

In the living room, Tang Yixiao's unskilled explanation and blushing expression made the teenagers feel fresh, and they began to become active again.

"Teacher, the voice is too low to hear clearly."

"Teacher, your hands are shaking, calm down, haha..."

"teacher……"

The teenagers said teacher on the left and teacher on the right, which made Tang Yi smile blushed like a boiled shrimp, and his head was almost buried on the ground.

Although he knew that the teenagers had no malicious intentions, when a girl of this age was originally sensitive to the opposite sex, Tang Yi smiled and was timid, so she couldn't deal with it at all.

Just in the middle of the frolic, a cold voice suddenly came from the window, "All the corners stand upside down for ten minutes, and execute immediately."