These words fell into the ears of Yang Heng’s mother; she was so furious that the gentle-looking Mrs. Bureau Chief’s expression changed. She suppressed her anger and said to Ye Jian with a smile: “They are all singing in the private room on the third floor, you should join them and relax, don’t be restrained. Yang Heng will join you all to play later.”
She meant she had something to say to Yang Heng right now, Ye Jian, who understood smiled and said: “Auntie, you’re too polite.”
Ye Jian was actually feeling quite uncomfortable when being together with Yang Heng’s mother. It was better to find her senior brothers and sister to play freely with instead. The elevator arrived on the third floor, and Ye Jian walked out, she left only when the elevator door closed.
It was actually not a private room but a bar inside the hotel, it could accommodate more than a hundred people.
The flashing lights were colorful, popular songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan were being played, and there was a senior brother singing to his own tune, causing the students below the stage to laugh. There were no unhappy incidents here. Sitting here, Ye Jian would no longer think about what had happened earlier.
Ye Jian, who had directly dealt with seven thugs, returned to her student life. She was an outstanding student in the eyes of other students, easy to get along with, had a good temper, and was a capable and pretty girl.
“Come come come, drink some juice, other than juice, there’s also mineral water, there’s no alcohol even if you want it,” Ye Jian sat down, and a twelfth-grade student sitting with her immediately poured her a glass of juice. There was a familiarity in their tone, less of the unfamiliarity during the day on the bus.
After playing for a whole night, compared to Yao Jing, who asserted herself in every activity, Ye Jian, who didn’t dispute in anything and with her polite attitude, had won their favor.
Ye Jian smiled as she clinked her glass with them, they sat together on the tall bar counter, sensing the atmosphere of students. She never experienced it in her last life, experiencing it in this life was a fresh experience.
The twelfth grade was tense, it was hard to come by time to relax. Even the relatively quiet girls sat at the bar, and none of them were worried about their form teacher being furious.
Before coming, Bureau Chief Yang had already greeted the form teacher, and he even promised to take good care of each and every student. This can be seen with more than ten hotel staff standing in the surrounding area.
There were some boys and girls playing drinking games, and their voices were louder than each other, it proved they were playing happily.
When she saw Wang Jin sitting at the corner with a few boys while rubbing his wrist, Ye Jian, who felt sorry, took her juice and walked over. She didn’t know if his arm hurt or not. She had to pay more attention when getting along with other students, preventing herself from injuring her schoolmates by mistake again.
“My arm was fine long ago, why are you still thinking about it? Hahaha, it’s fine, it’s fine long ago!” Wang Jin seeing her feeling guilty, lifted his right arm and laughed: “I won in arm wrestling earlier, it’s fine.”
“Where’s Yang Heng? Why didn’t he come along with you? He went to find Yao Jing?” Wang Jin had forgotten about his hurt arm. Seeing that Yang Heng was not accompanying Ye Jian, he immediately changed the topic, and he blinked his eyes ambiguously, he smiled and said: “Junior sister Ye Jian, best of luck! Yao Jing’s a strong rival!”
Ye Jian laughed, “If it’s due to Yang Heng, she’s not my rival, if not due to Yang Heng, she indeed could be considered a strong rival.”
“……” Wang Jin was directly confused, and he remained silent for a while, he then sighed and said: “Junior sister from a key university, although there’s just a fine line difference between a genius and a fool, the distance you mentioned, I don’t understand……”
He didn’t understand at all!
