Shen Yan is thinking of ecstasy, cold not Ding arm was pestle.

"Shen Lang, don't stare at others all the time." Liu inorganic low voice reminds a way.

Shen Yan just reflected that he had just gone too far. However, he did not feel embarrassed. He said with a bad smile, "beauty is for people to see."

Liu inorganic complexion a stiff, not very agree of shook his head.

All the new students are seated according to the exam number. It's also a coincidence that Shen Yan finds himself sitting behind the elegant scholar.

There is still some time to go before the exam. Shen Yan turns his writing brush and is bored. He suddenly gave a bad smile and touched the back of the pretty scholar in front with his pen.

As expected, scholar Qiao looked back at him.

Shen Yan holds his cheek with one hand and plays with the brush with the other. He says with a smile, "my name is Shen Yan. What do you call me, Mr. Lang?"

Qiao Shusheng's expression is very cold. When he hears Shen Yan's words, his expression is slightly stiff. Without hesitation, he turns back and doesn't respond at all.

Shen Yan is really bored, so he pokes the scholar's back with his pen. He said with a bad smile: "Mr. Lang, let's get to know each other. You say that in such a big examination room, everyone sits in their own seats, and we can both be front and back seats. It's fate. "

Qiao Shusheng ignored him at all.

Shen Yan turns to use his pen to circle people's back slowly, circle after circle.

Qiao scholar's back slightly moved, obviously feeling a little itchy or uncomfortable.

Shen Yan chuckles and continues to circle people's backs with his pen.

Qiao frowned and said, "I can't bear it."

It's just four words, but it carries a very strong sense of command. It feels like the officer in the barracks is talking to the recruits.

Shen Yan felt funny. He held his cheek with one hand, tilted his head and said, "tell me your name. If you say it, I'll put away the pen."

Qiao Shusheng's eyebrows are more tightly wrinkled, and his lips are almost pursed into a firm straight line.

Shen Yan is not worried, so he tilts his head and looks at Qiao scholar with a smile, waiting for others to respond to him.

After a while, Qiao said coldly, "my name is Du Zhi." He gave Shen Yan a cold glance and said, "can you put down your pen now?"

Du Zhi?

Huh?

This name sounds familiar

Shen Yan has been dazzled by beauty. For a moment, he suddenly forgot a devil's name he was reading day and night. He grinned, showing a sharp little tiger tooth, and said, "it's Mr. Duran. How about your GUI Geng this year? "

Du Zhi's brow was so wrinkled that he could kill a mosquito. He said: "are you finished?"

"Just tell me about it." Shen Yanbin said with a smile, "if you say that, I'll put the pen away."

Du Zhi looked at Shen Yan and said coldly, "this is the last question."

Shen Yan said with a bad smile, "just say it."

Du Zhi pursed his lips, just like a little daughter-in-law of a good family who was caught by bandits. He was unwilling, but he said helplessly, "I'm 19 years old."

"Oh, I'm only nineteen." Shen Yan opened his eyes slightly, deliberately using a slightly exaggerated language way, "you are too young. I am two years older than you."