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Wait a while, and he'll have another meal with her.

He had come all the way to Jiangcheng, so it wasn't too much for her to treat him to a meal, right?

Professor Yuwen is happier.

Here, the assistant to the principal hurriedly came to Class 1, Grade 2, at the instruction of the principal of No. 7 Middle School. It was class time.

The principal is looking for you? Su Xueqing was surprised, Why are you looking for me at this time?

I don't know, let's go take a look. Ye Banlan stood up and left with the assistant principal.

This scene was noticed by several people from Class 2 opposite.

Sheng Song's feet were still bandaged, and his eyes were dark and sinister.

He didn't know who the person who beat him that night was, and even the Sheng family didn't find out.

But he will never let go of turning the tide at night.

He wanted to think of a good way to completely eliminate the scourge of turning the tide for Sheng Yunyi.

She went to the principal's office again. Xue Yiwei shook her head, unable to hide her sarcasm, I wonder what she always goes to the principal's office for all day long.

Even she and Su Xubai didn't pester the principal every day.

Su Xubai was overcoming a difficult problem in a physics competition. Hearing this, he just said calmly: I care about what she does.

We all rely on our grades to get into school, and you and I don't rely on our family background. Xue Yiwei endured her anger, But what does she rely on? She relies on more than one man.

Her self-esteem and pride made her disdain to be associated with people like Ye Banlan.

Su Xubai didn't speak, his eyebrows were cold.

He didn't care about Ye Turning the Tide, after all, she was just showing off her power in Jiangcheng area at best, and ordinary people couldn't squeeze into the circle of Yunjing.

After graduation, he and Xue Yiwei will return to Yunjing. There is no need to waste time with irrelevant people here.

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The principal's assistant escorted Ye Banlan to the door of the principal's office and then left. Ye Banlan knocked on the door.

Before the principal of No. 7 Middle School opened his mouth, he saw Professor Yuwen, who was very calm and composed a second ago, suddenly bounced up like a cannonball and rushed towards the door: Here he comes!

The door opens.

The girl was wearing the short-sleeved and long-trousers school uniform of No. 7 Middle School. Her hair was pulled up by a hairpin, revealing her white neck. There were no other unnecessary ornaments, and she looked like an iris blooming quietly.

For a moment, Professor Yuwen felt that there was something wrong with his eyesight.

Such a majestic appearance made him think he had met a female star in the entertainment industry.

No, such a calm, calm and sharp-edged momentum does not exist in the entertainment industry, and there are very few powerful people in the Yunjing family!

It's you. Ye Banlan nodded slightly. Even though it was her first time meeting Professor Yuwen, she was not surprised. Didn't you agree to come to school to find me and have dinner together then?

Professor Yuwen came to his senses: I'm anxious! What if I don't run over and you disappear in an instant?

How could a living person disappear? Ye Banglan closed the door, Professor, let me introduce myself formally. Ye Banglan, the night of darkness, turns the tide.

What a name! Professor Yuwen shouted, Sure enough, only you are worthy of such a name.

Ye Banlan was very calm: Professor, you don't have to be so excited to flatter me.

Professor Yuwen touched his head: Aren't I too excited? Am I disturbing your class?

Well, I was taking a history class just now. Ye Banlan said, But it's okay. I got full marks on the exam paper.

At this moment, Professor Yuwen felt something was wrong.

The second year of high school has already been divided into subjects. How can I learn history?

Ye Banglan saw that he was hesitant to speak, and said succinctly: I really forgot to tell you, I chose history.

Professor Yuwen's smile solidified: ...

After three full minutes, he found his voice, trembling, a little disbelieving, and a little hopeful: Tell me, what subject did you study?

He must have heard wrong.

Yes, he heard wrong!

history.

Bang!

Professor Yuwen’s head hit the back of the chair.

Since he heard it right, he chose to faint and escape reality.

Professor Yuwen! The principal of No. 7 Middle School was shocked and hurriedly held his shoulders, Cheer up! Cheer up, Professor!

How do you want me to cheer up? Professor Yuwen angrily slapped away the hand of the principal of No. 7 Middle School, I waited in vain for four years and finally got in touch with people again, and now you tell me that she went to study literature!

The principal of No. 7 Middle School scratched his head: Actually, it's not about studying literature. You think biology and chemistry are still science subjects.

He didn't say it was okay, but when he said that Professor Yuwen became even more angry, he yelled: What's wrong with physics? Do you look down on physics?

The principal of No. 7 Middle School chose to keep silent.

He now agrees with the words of the leader of the history group. Those who study physics are all crazy. The difference is just a little crazy or a big crazy.

Professor, calm down. Ye Banlan comforted him, Learning history is my obsession, but I will help you if you need any help.

Professor Yuwen was still in the midst of a painful blow. He was heartbroken: Physics is so cute, beautiful and charming. How can anyone not like physics?

Ye Banglan pressed his eyebrows: Professor, let's go out and talk.

The principal of No. 7 Middle School originally wanted to chat more with Professor Yuwen, but after seeing the other person's madness, he chose to retreat and immediately opened the door.

The two go out.

Alas... Professor Yuwen lamented, Why are you studying Shihuasheng? Tomb robbers? You should study physics. In one year, you can follow me to the Global Center to participate in research.

Ye Banglan smiled slightly: I will go to the Global Center.

Okay, I'll be normal. Professor Yuwen said seriously for a second, What happened to you in the past four years? You won't really forget me, will you?

No. Ye Banlan was silent for three seconds, Something unexpected happened and there is nothing we can do about it.

Professor Yuwen was shocked: Even you...

I got through it, I'm fine. Ye turned the tide and smiled, It was a blessing in disguise. The good news is that I learned a lot of new things.

As long as it can contribute to China, then the pain of the past is worthless.

Professor Yuwen patted her shoulder: Whenever you want to talk to me, you can talk to me.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Ye Banglan checked the time and went to the complex.

Professor Yuwen hurriedly followed.

Ye Banglan sighed: I'm going to a psychological counseling class, what will it look like for you to follow me?

You must have a meal after class, and I just happened to have a meal. Professor Yuwen said plausibly, Is there any problem? No problem.

They study physics and their logic is always very clear!

Ye Turning: Then let's eat first.

That's right! Professor Yuwen stressed, I think you are very healthy. Your body and mind are as healthy as your knowledge. There is no need to take psychology classes at all.

Ye Banlan raised her eyebrows: Well, I'll invite my friends to have dinner together.

Professor Yuwen was heartbroken again: Isn't it our two-person world? No, I mean two-person research time...

Arriving at the door of the psychological consultation room, Ye Banlan knocked on the door, and the door opened in response.

The next second, their eyes met.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Rong Yu began to doubt his life. Why did he meet Yu Wenmingbo, a lunatic studying physics here?

Professor Yuwen also fell silent. How could he meet the little fool from the Rong family in the barren suburb of Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School?

Know each other? Ye Banlan saw the abnormality between the two at a glance, It's good. It won't be awkward to eat together.

Professor Yuwen snorted coldly: I know him. I hugged him when he was born.

Although he majored in physics, he did not reject metaphysics at all. Metaphysics also has a more professional name called paranormal science.

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say that the end of science is metaphysics, what science can explain is science, and what cannot be explained is called unknown, and it can always be explained clearly in the future.

Uncle Yuwen, I really didn't expect to meet you here, let alone know you and classmate Ye. Rong Yu said, But I remember that you should still be on a business trip to the Global Center, right? Why are you back so soon?

Professor Yuwen sighed: Xiao Rong, I have something to do and I have to rush back. Let's first...

Uncle Yuwen, my dad mentioned you to me a few days ago. Rong Yu said with great interest, When you return to Yunjing, he will study the course with you.

Professor Yuwen endured it, and his voice was quite kind: Xiao Rong, I will definitely have dinner with your father when I return to Yunjing, but at this time, we still--

Don't be so polite to me, I will definitely arrange a feast for you. Rong Yu said, And my grandpa...

Rong Yu! Professor Yuwen finally broke out, he was furious, You kid, can you let me eat my food first before talking? I just got off the plane and rushed here to starve to death! Do you want to starve me to death so that you can inherit me? thesis?

Rong Yu: ...

Yan Tingfeng walked out from behind him: Senior Yuwen, I have booked a restaurant, let's go together.

Why are you here? Professor Yuwen was shocked, You also went to Jiangcheng to fool around with him?

Rong Yu knew clearly that he was the one who was dragged here by force!

Let's eat first, and we'll talk about anything later. Professor Yuwen rushed out of the building at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

At noon, some students go to the cafeteria and some go outside the school.

Xue Yiwei and Su Xubai were walking side by side, and her eyes suddenly froze: Xu Bai, do you think that is...

What is it? Su Xubai turned back coldly.

Professor Yuwen: I am torn apart