Chapter 1146
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"Look at you, your grades are a mess, yet you're still not working hard! Do you think you're good? If you're really good, learn from Ye Chien. If you're half as good as her, I won't even care if you sleep in class! "
In the second year of high school, Ye Chien had always been compared to others. She had to compete with them every day without fail.
Under such circumstances, it would be strange if someone didn't recognize her.
Because they recognized her, when they saw a young man with a strong aura beside her, their gazes lingered on her longer than usual.
"Who's that man? His gaze is so scary."
"He must be Ye Chien's brother. They look a little alike. The way they walk and their expressions … are similar. They look like siblings. "
"Are you crazy? Ye Chien doesn't have a brother. She's the only one left at home. How can he be her brother? But they do look a little alike. Cousin? Cousin? Distant relative? "
7: 20 in the morning was the peak time for school. There were many people at the front gate and back gate. Students who passed by would usually pay attention to Ye Chien, and some would even come over to greet her. However, none of them did that today. They all looked at her silently and then left.
"Why did she lose so much weight? Is she sick?"
"She did lose weight, but she doesn't look like she's sick. She's in good spirits."
"Who's the person beside her? He's quite handsome, but his gaze is a little scary. I don't dare to look at him too much."
Some of the whispers reached their ears clearly, while others were muffled and couldn't be heard clearly.
Even if they reached his ears, it didn't affect Xia Jinyuan. He smiled and walked elegantly to school with Ye Chien. "Everyone says you've lost weight. I'm afraid they think you've lost weight because of a scary man like me."
"Am I scary? I don't think so. I look decent. "
It was the first time Xia Jinyuan was accompanying his future girlfriend to school. The corners of his mouth were raised high. Although they weren't holding hands, he could at least show his face in front of the Provincial First High School students to make his presence felt.
Although his identity hadn't been recognized, it was good to be able to walk in front of her classmates.
"Don't think too much, Captain Xia. They looked at me first, then you. You, take a second look. " When he said that he wanted to send her to school, he already knew that there would definitely be many students sizing her up. As a matter of fact, he didn't know how many gazes he received along the way.
Ye Chien said with a smile. He nodded at a girl who was smiling at him and politely said, "Good morning." Then he continued to speak to Xia Jinyuan, "But you're right about one thing. I'm afraid they really think that I've lost weight because of you."
He returned to the team in the afternoon. The distance from the residential area to the campus was less than 400 meters. Walking slowly for ten minutes became the time they spent together. She wanted to spend more time with him, even if they were seen by their classmates.
In the past, she was afraid that he would be influenced by an underage student because of his identity as a soldier. Now that she was 18 years old, what did she have to be afraid of?
"Hurry up and go. I'll visit you again when I'm free." Xia Jinyuan walked Ye Chien all the way to the back gate of the school. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers. He stood by the side, looking handsome and elegant. His eyes contained a gentle smile as he watched Ye Chien enter the school.
The boys would look at Ye Chien more often, while the girls would secretly look at Xia Jinyuan more often. He stood tall and slender among the students. His handsome face contained a deep and charming smile. Even if he only smiled at Ye Chien, it still made the hearts of the girls who walked past him palpitate.
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