Being poor and rich in martial arts can explain many things.

Next, it’s Zhao Peiwen’s own business, and no one plans to get involved. The profession of light bulb is quite annoying.

The game ended early, Lian Feiyi had nothing to do, so he picked up the basic ancient books that his tutor told him to read.

In the past, I read books very casually and casually, but now when I am studying, I cannot be as ignorant as before.

Lian Feiyi never thought that studying would be so tiring. After more than a month of continuous study, he had not had a good night's sleep. Every time he encountered a problem, he had to think hard to understand the meaning of the original work.

Many times, I choose questions from elective courses in the afternoon, and then search one by one in the evening. If I really don’t understand, I have to ask the tutor for questions.

Therefore, sometimes I can't fall asleep peacefully for a night because my mind is always running at high speed and thinking about many problems.

And during the daytime class, I became sleepy because I couldn’t rest well, so I couldn’t even open my eyes.

During this period, I often had a small gathering with Zhao Huixin, and her face was not good. It was obvious that the difficulty of homework has increased recently and she was under a lot of pressure.

Lian Feiyi finally understood that he was not the only one who suffered this crime.

After dinner, it was around 7 o'clock in the evening. Lian Feiyi took Zhao Huixin's little hand and walked side by side on the path in the morning. The slightly blew wind was cold and penetrated directly into people's hearts.

The two have always been hiding their underground relationship from many people. Anyway, they think that relationship is the business of two people, so there is no need to publicize it.

Moreover, there is no ranking of school beauties and school grass in Hongli Academy. Everyone is the pride of heaven. Who would regard whom as an idol?
Chapter completed!