Four o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

The warm winter sun hangs half-deadly in the sky, shining lazily on the land of Yicheng.

Huanxi Sha.

In a high-end villa area in Yicheng, Zheng Tinghe suddenly opened his eyes, sat up on the bed, and a drop of sweat slowly slid down his temples.

Zheng Tinghe gasped for air. He looked down and saw that he was still wearing the clothes he wore when drinking with Ye Yao last night and had not changed his clothes.

With eyes wide open, Zheng Tinghe took out a Tianye stick from his trouser pocket, threw it into his mouth, then took out a golden zippo lighter from the other pocket, and lit the cigarette.

Just now in his sleep, he dreamed that he was in a car accident. The dazzling high beams made him unable to open his eyes. Zheng Tinghe touched his body, and the severe pain that penetrated into his bone marrow made him feel lingering fear.

How could I have such a dream? Who is the woman next to me in the dream?

Zheng Tinghe smiled and shook his head. It seemed that he really drank too much last night, and he even had such weird dreams.

He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom in the bedroom. He was about to wash his face and wake up when he saw in the mirror that there was a bright red slap mark on the left side of his face.

Zheng Tinghe raised his eyebrows, what the hell is going on? He was beaten?

He began to carefully recall what happened last night in his mind. He found that he only remembered that because Ye Yao was using the bathroom in the KTV room, he had to go out to use the bathroom.

He didn't remember anything about what happened after that.

Is this a fragment?

Zheng Tinghe frowned and looked at the slap mark on his face, which was a bit dazzling. It was obvious that the owner of this slap mark must have been very angry at that time.

Could it be that Ye Yao had already disliked him and slapped him while he was drunk last night?

Zheng Tinghe cursed in his heart, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at it, and saw that there was still 20% battery left, so he dialed Ye Yao's number directly.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Hey, Xiao Chichi, you didn't wake up just now, did you?"

Ye Yao's teasing voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Yeah." Zheng Tinghe looked at the mirror and said calmly, "I drank too much last night."

"I know, I brought you home last night and almost exhausted me to death. You didn't drink much last night. Why are you drunk?"

Zheng Tinghe smiled: "It's not important. I just want to know what happened to the slap marks on my face?"

His expression at this time was both angry and funny. In his eighteen years of life, no one had ever slapped him in the face, not even that old guy Zheng Jiucheng.

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and Ye Yao said hesitantly: "Don't you remember?"

"I remember asking you?"

Zheng Tinghe returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, his tone calm.

"When you see me tomorrow, someone should tell you what the specific situation is. I'm not particularly sure. By the way, school starts tomorrow. Don't forget, don't be late, and leave a good impression on the new teacher."

Ye Yao gave up a little.

Hearing this, Zheng Tinghe stopped talking and hung up the phone directly.

I almost forgot, I will go to a new school tomorrow to finish my last semester of high school. It’s really interesting. I changed schools three times in three years of high school.

But Ye Yao wasn't particularly clear. What did it mean? Weren't they supposed to be together last night?

The doubt in Zheng Tinghe's eyes became more and more intense, and he couldn't think of a reason, so he decided to find a place to finish dinner first.

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The winter vacation for the senior year of high school is generally only ten days. It basically ends after the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and students will go back to school to start reviewing.

The same is naturally true for Yicheng High School. As a key high school in the province and even the country, Yicheng has very strict holiday management for students, and will not take holidays if possible.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Yicheng High School is unique and leading in the entire Jin Province.

At 7:30 in the morning, in the office of the head teacher of Class 3 and 5 of Yicheng High School, Qin Ruo looked at the boy with chestnut hair in front of her, and she prayed in her heart that this must not be a new transfer student in her class.
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"Are you Qin Ruo, Teacher Qin?" Zheng Tinghe also looked at his last semester's class teacher. Not to mention, he looked really young, probably in his mid-twenties.

Qin Ruo really didn't want to nod this way.

"Yes, you are Zheng Tinghe who transferred from No. 1 Middle School?"

Qin Ruo thought silently in his heart, no, no, no, absolutely not.

"Hello, Teacher Qin, I am Zheng Tinghe."

Zheng Tinghe's words completely broke Qin Ruo's last fantasy about why he would have such a student in his class in the last semester.

At first glance, this Zheng Tinghe is a problem student. How can any student dye his hair?

"What's wrong with your hair?" Qin Ruo was silent for a long time, and finally accepted the fact, and asked seriously.

"The hair dyed in the barber shop, does it look good?" Zheng Tinghe smiled and raised his eyebrows, "I have a membership card there. If you go there, you can get a discount. Do you want to go?"

Qin Ruo's chest felt tight, I'm asking you if you look good? Where did you dye it?

Zheng Tinghe found that the beautiful teacher in front of him seemed to be so angry that he could not speak, and he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Teacher Qin, I was just joking, I was born with this hair color."

Zheng Tinghyuk opened his eyes and told lies.

Qin Ruo laughed out of anger, which was a little strange.

This student is not as cold as he seems.

"I don't care whether you are natural or dyed, tomorrow I want to see your hair is black."

Qin Ruo said seriously.

"Okay."

Zheng Tinghe curled his lips. He dyed his hair out of curiosity during the winter vacation. He would dye it back when he got back.

So he agreed immediately.

Qin Ruo originally planned to have a long argument with Zheng Tinghe about students not being allowed to dye their hair, but she was a little surprised when Zheng Tinghe agreed immediately.

It’s not difficult to talk.

This is Qin Ruo's first time as a class teacher, and she is very afraid of meeting the kind of bad students who are disobedient and refuse to communicate. Zheng Tinghe agreed so happily, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Ruo took a peaked cap that she occasionally wore from her desk and put it on Zheng Tinghe's head.

"Put it on and don't let the dean see it, otherwise I won't be able to help you."

Zheng Tinghe blinked, this teacher is a nice person.

Much better than my previous teacher.

"Thank you, Sister Ruo."

Zheng Tinghe is very good at climbing up the pole. This time he doesn't even call Teacher Qin, but directly calls Sister Ruo to get closer.

Qin Ruo smiled and waved her hand, and she didn't mind if the students didn't call her teacher.

"Come into the classroom with me. The college entrance examination is about to take place. Review carefully and adapt to the environment as soon as possible."

Zheng Tinghe nodded: "I have always adapted to the environment."

Qin Ruo thought about the transfer experience in this student's profile and smiled.
Chapter completed!