Chapter 42 I sign up

After a sigh of anger, Tian Ye and Wen Yexue walked out of the director's office.

Turning a corner was the stairs. The two of them went down side by side. Tian Ye directly reached over and held Wen Yexue's little hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Tian Ye's actions shocked Wen Yexue.

"What am I not doing?"

Tian Ye approached Wen Yexue, hugged her in his arms and kissed her directly at the attractive red lips.

Wen Yexue's face turned pale because of fright.

This place is in an office building, and in public places like stairs, people come and go. If someone sees it, how can she meet people in the future?

She kept dodging, but she couldn't help Tian Ye's strong attack. In the end, she had to compromise and started to take the initiative to return her bride from reluctance.

After a while of lingering, Tian Ye let go of Wen Yexue, who was blushing.

"Xiaoye, how can you do whatever you want in this place? If someone else sees me, how can I meet people in school in the future?"

Wen Yexue rolled her eyes to Tian Ye and said coquettishly.

"Isn't no one seen this?"

Tian Ye said with a wicked smile.

"Hey! Teacher Wen, it's such a coincidence that you are here too."

As soon as Tian Ye's voice fell, a gentle and gentle male teacher came up.

This man was wearing a casual outfit and his hair was tidy. If Tian Ye hadn't known that this man was a music teacher in the school, he would probably have regarded him as a student when he first saw him.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang."

Wen Yexue nodded, smiled slightly, and greeted him politely.

Seeing the smile on Wen Yexue's face, Zhang Qianjing seemed to see a light of dawn, and she became extremely excited.

"Teacher Wen, do you have time tonight? Can we have a meal together?"

Zhang Qianjing went up two steps and asked very gentlemanly.

Wen Yexue curled her lips and looked at Tian Ye with a helpless look on her face.

Zhang Qianjing saw this scene and naturally regarded Tian Ye as Wen Yexue's student, thinking that Wen Yexue's student was because of her student, so it was difficult to answer her own questions.

So he straightened his chest and said carelessly: "I'm talking about you as a student? Didn't you see me talking to Teacher Wen about things? I don't know if I'm avoiding it, it's too eye-catching, right?"

Hold the grass!

In front of me, I flirted with my woman and let me avoid it?

Tian Ye was immediately annoyed and was about to do it, but Wen Yexue gently pulled the corner of her clothes.

This scene fell into Zhang Qianjing's eyes, causing his brow to frown.

"Teacher Wen, is this your student?"

Zhang Qianjing's tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Am I her student? What does it have to do with you?"

Tian Ye raised the corner of his mouth and said bluntly.

"How do you, a student, speak? Don't you know I am the music teacher at this school? Are you talking to the teacher like this?"

Zhang Qianjing's eyes showed an angry look, stared at Tian Ye and asked coldly.

"Teacher? You don't teach me, why are you pretending to me here?"

Tian Ye smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Zhang Quanjing was asked by Tian Ye and said nothing. He was indeed not Tian Ye’s teacher. If he was an ordinary student, maybe he would scare the other party away with just a few words.

Obviously, the person in front of him is not ordinary.

He turned his head, his anger disappeared on his face, and he held the hypocritical gentleman's smile and asked Wen Yexue: "Teacher Wen, are you here also reporting to Director Fan the list of participants in the singing competition?"

"No." Wen Yexue shook her head and said, "The contestants in our class have not been selected yet."

"Not sure? When is this time? Why haven't it been confirmed yet? Could it be that it's your class, no one dares to participate, right?"

Zhang Qianjing showed a look of pride.

He is the music teacher in the school. He is responsible for this singing competition. It is like getting a sword. As long as he mentions this matter, he will look arrogant.

There was really no candidate in the class to participate in the singing competition. Now that Wen Yexue heard Zhang Qianjing’s question, he immediately didn’t know how to answer.

Just as she was frowning and was about to admit it, she suddenly heard Tian Ye beside her say, "Who said there is no one in our class? Isn't it just singing? I'll participate!"

"Xiaoye, you..."

Hearing this, Wen Yexue was stunned.

I taught Tian Ye for so long, but I have never heard of him being able to sing.

Even if he can sing, this time, if the singing competitions in the whole school are not good, it will be embarrassing in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

This is why no one in the class is willing to participate in this competition.

"You want to participate? That's OK!"

After listening to it, Zhang Qianjing suddenly revealed the joy of me.

Just as he was worried that he would not have the chance to deal with this kid, he didn't expect that he would come to him.

"Since you have decided, let me go to Director Fan to fill out an application form, and then receive a short-term training for one week."

"Just ask Director Fan to fill it in for me, just say what I said in Tian Ye!"

Tian Ye said lightly.

"Hold the grass! Who do you think you are? Just ask Director Fan to fill it in for you? Why don't you say you can go to heaven?"

Zhang Quanjing was immediately furious and angry.

Fan Tong is the director of the teaching department. In addition to the principal and deputy principal, he is the largest in the school.

This kid actually said, let Director Fan fill it in for him, aren’t you bullshit?

"God can't go there yet, but it's still okay to ask Director Fan to fill out the registration form for me. Just go in and tell me Tian Ye's name to report."

After Tian Ye finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Qianjing to answer, he took Wen Yexue's hand and walked straight downstairs.

A blush suddenly appeared on Wen Yexue's face, but she did not hide and let Tian Ye take his little hand and walk side by side.

Zhang Quanjing looked at the two intimate appearances, her face turned pale with anger, her teeth were constantly trembling, and she clenched her fists tightly, and said viciously: "Tian Ye! I don't care who you are. Since you dare to touch Wen Yexue, even if I fight for this life, I will still mess with you!"

Tian Ye held Wen Yexue's hand until he walked out of the office building.

"Brother Xiaoye, where have you been? I have almost searched all over the campus, but I didn't expect you to be here?"

As soon as he walked out of the office building, Su Xueyao came up with a happy look on her face.

"Xueyao, is there anything you want to ask me for?"

Tian Ye asked with a frown.

I just kissed and hugged Wen Yexue at the stairs.

Su Xueyao suddenly appeared, making Tian Ye feel as if he was with his original wife and met a mistress.

"Brother Xiaoye, you said you wanted to have lunch with someone. Don't you remember?"

Su Xueyao's mouth was pouted high, and the smile on her face disappeared.

"Ahhh! Remember, how could you not remember?"

When Tian Ye heard this, he remembered that he seemed to have really agreed to have lunch with Su Xueyao, but he was disturbed by the two disgusting guys from Fan’s father and son, and he forgot about this matter.

"That... Teacher Wen didn't have lunch, right? Otherwise, let's go together?"

Tian Ye turned his head and asked Wen Yexue beside him.

"I have a boxed lunch in my office, otherwise... it's better for you two."

The reason why Wen Yexue said this is not because she doesn't want to go.

But, her personality that is neither competing nor competing.

She was obviously reluctant to give up Tian Ye, but when she saw a cute girl coming to Tian Ye for dinner, she still gave up.

"What box lunch should I eat? Let's go outside. Today, my brother invites you two for a big meal."

Tian Ye said with a unruly smile.

"Well……"

Wen Yexue looked at Su Xueyao who looked like she was not inferior to her at all, and she was more cute than herself. She always felt that she was a little inappropriate.
To be continued...