Perverted liberal arts male. Yan Dan looked at the always vacant seat beside him and lamented the injustice of the world. There will always be such a few school leaders who think wonderfully. They won't be tired if they play with men and women, and they won't cheat with the combination of arts and sciences. She took the physics exam next door to the history exam, but just wanted to copy, but there was nowhere to copy it.
The test bell finally rang, and she began to organize the things for the test, and she was reluctant to put the physics book on the podium. Just look at a few more formula examples, she thought. Looking up, everyone almost glued their faces to the textbooks, and then glanced around. A tall boy walked into the classroom and unhurriedly checked his seat on the seating chart in front.
Yan Dan glanced at the vacant seat next to him again. The top right corner of the seat only had the student number and seat number, but no name. She looked at the corner of the table and looked up again. The boy who was checking the seat number turned around and walked down the long aisle. For no reason, she suddenly had a strange idea: he was so good-looking to read liberal arts, Surviving among a bunch of female classmates all day must be perverted.
The man didn't look sideways, walked all the way to the vacant seat beside her, and sat down.
Zhi Xi often said that she was God's logic.
Yan Dan can say without modesty that her logical thinking is very normal, maybe a little above the level of normal people, but she prefers Lenovo. You know, all geniuses always escape.
The bell for the official exam rang, and the teacher began to hand out the exam papers. Yan Dan got the first page and turned it over. It was far more difficult than the usual exams, and it would be a bit difficult. Then he also got the subjective questions on the second page. Let's look at the last big question first, 15 points, not much to say. It's not a lot to say that she is not a student of the top. The last big question is usually answered with more than half of the score, but she doesn't even know where to start with the first question.
Yan Dan sighed in frustration, and honestly started from the first page. The boy next to him was writing like a fly, which made her think too long, and she even began to wonder if she would fail this subject.
Finally, the sound of writing on the side stopped, and Yan Dan finished writing the single-choice and multiple-choice on the first page, pulling out many strands of hair. She was really worried about her teenage baldness.
The boy turned over the test paper again, folded it, and fell down to sleep.
Yan Dan went from worrying about being bald to wanting to spray blood on the other person's face.
Fortunately, the invigilator came over quickly and knocked on the table: "Who put you to sleep, have you finished all the papers?" The boy didn't speak, and the invigilator continued: "What is your attitude? Who put you to sleep? Go out if you don't want to take the test. , in the future, no one in the society will treat you better because you are handsome..."
Yan Dan was interrupted, so he had to stop and think with his cheeks: of course being handsome is worth a lot of money, at least being a cowherd will be spent by a rich woman. It was probably because of her eager gaze that the other party couldn't ignore it, so she finally turned her head slightly and glanced at her.
Boys can correct their mistakes and have a good attitude. They quickly open the exam paper and don't know what they are writing.
Yan Dan also started to tackle the big problem again, and when she worked hard to stick to the final big problem, she found that the scratch paper was not enough. She clearly remembered to send three, but she only had two, so no matter how many you look at it, the number doesn't match.
Then, she saw the boy beside him push a piece of scratch paper over without looking at him. Yan Dan picked up the piece of paper, the handwriting on it was neat, and the steps to solve the last question were clearly written.
Yan Dan's hands were shaking, she had only two thoughts: First, this world is too scary, even liberal arts students are better at physics than her; second, this classmate must be named Lei Mingfeng!
Zhixi said, "You're out of luck."
Yan Dan said: "No no no, you can't call it shit just because you don't have this kind of luck."
Zhixi said contemptuously, "I don't need this kind of luck."
Yan Dan said, "It's just that you haven't been hit before."
As soon as the voice fell, she was really hit. The playground in the background was full of people, and a lucky football hit her back in a parabolic shape from the other end of the field, then hit her on the back of the head, bounced, and landed in front of her. A boy with broad shoulders and long legs waved his arms and shouted as he ran, "Everyone told you to hide, why didn't you hide?!"
Yan Dan clutched the back of his head and shouted back angrily: "Is there a wicked person like you who complained first!"
"Sorry," someone ran in front of her, with a white shirt and school uniform trousers wearing thousands of people's shirts, "I kicked the ball over, so—" Yan Dan looked up, long eyelashes, black eyes, and a high nose bridge were cute, and Still looking good. ♀ The man continued: "So, it was me who hit you. I'm sorry."
Yan Dan temporarily lost the ability to respond to the outside world. Because she felt that this student was very similar to the Lei Feng classmate mentioned earlier. No, it can't be said to be similar, in fact, that person is this person, they are the same person.
The boy wanted to raise his hand to help her brush off the ball print on the back of the school uniform, thought for a moment, and then retracted his hand.
Yan Dan is still thinking.
The boy said to her, "Please wait a minute for me."
He turned around and ran to the goal, took the school uniform jacket, took out the phone from his pocket, and handed the jacket to her: "Your clothes are dirty, so you have to cover them first." Then he unlocked the phone screen and asked, "Your clothes are dirty." What's the number? I'll pay you the clothes next time."
Yan Dan finally realized that the clothes were soiled, as long as they were washed, why should they pay for a new one. The thinking of local tyrants is always incomprehensible. She hadn't spoken yet, when the boy who yelled at her just now also ran over: "Yu Mo, you seem to have smashed someone stupid."
You are stupid, your whole family is stupid, and liberal arts men are all perverts.
Yan Dan angrily said: "No need, you compensate me for medical expenses, nutrition expenses, and IQ loss. In case I'm really stupid, just wait and send me my living expenses every month."
Yu Mo nodded: "Okay. Your number?"
"If there is no problem, dismiss the meeting." Xuan Xiang held the record of the class in his hand and tapped lightly on the table, "However, the record of the third-grade math and science class..."
Yu Mo lowered his head to sort things out. This kind of class president meeting is actually completely meaningless, and the class meeting records are equally meaningless.
Sure enough, he heard Xuanxiang continue to say: "The third grade math and science class is unqualified, take it back and rewrite it... Rong Yu?"
Rong Yu is a third-year academic bully, and has always occupied the top spot in the mathematics experiment class. What's more, she's good looking, and she's got more love letters than the exam papers she's done.
Yu Mo stood up and walked outside the conference room to wait.
In less than a minute, Rong Yu Bento came out first. Yu Mo took a step forward: "...Senior sister."
She screamed reluctantly, and she was still frowning. Rong Yu looked at him and asked politely, "Is something wrong?"
"I want to take up a little of your time." He said, "I know that you have arranged for the afternoon self-study, and I can pay."
Rong Yu doesn't go to this afternoon's self-study every week. She wants to be a model for the work-study program for the art student next door. Many people still know this. It is said that being a mannequin is very hard, and you have to keep the same posture for three or four hours, and the pay is not low.
Rong Yu stood up straight, put one hand in the pocket of the school uniform skirt, and held the record book of the class meeting in the other: "What do you want me to do when you want to buy my time?"
Yu Mo looked at her and hesitated for a moment: "Please help me with reference... shopping for clothes."
Xuan Xiang walked past them, and glanced back meaningfully.
Rong Yu asked, "Did you buy it for me?"
"No, it's not."
Really, this kind of reaction, most girls will not be too happy. Rong Yu smiled and handed over the notebook: "Take it, help me rewrite this."
"Always pay attention to others secretly, and you will be regarded as a voyeur." Rong Yu walked in front, Yu Mo followed, and the distance between the two could be inserted | into three people, "The voyeur is too much, will become perverted.”
There are not many customers in the shopping mall on weekdays. They are one after the other, and the aura is too far from that of a couple, which is a strange combination.
Yu Mo replied calmly, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh."
Of course he knew that sometimes when he looked at that person, the marble in front of him reflected his eyes, and he couldn't bear to watch it himself. Humans are always very greedy creatures. Even if they only want to stand still, they can't help but take the first step. When they take the first step, they can't be satisfied with how they can't stand any closer.
Rong Yu sighed slightly, very boring.
On the way back to school, Yu Mo took care of everyone's emotions and ended the cold session: "Why does Senior Brother Xuanxiang always trouble you?" Every time there is a meeting, many people are just waiting to watch a good show, with some subtle thoughts attached. As a result, after three years of high school, nothing happened.
Rong Yu said coldly: "It's like being bitten by a mad dog while walking on the road. You still think about why the dog is mad?"
Yes, in fact, many things, and no why. If you can tell the reason, it will not happen. Yu Mo stood still and saw her rushing into the corridor of the liberal arts class, looking for her elder sister or younger sister. He thought about it for a while, but he didn't really remember the appearance of the girl she was looking for. It's called Zhixi, maybe. He caught a glimpse of his face reflected in the glass window of the classroom, and his expression was so clear at this moment that he couldn't help laughing sarcastically.
When the evening self-study was about to end, Yan Dan received a text message from an unknown number: Wait for me at the bicycle shed after the self-study class.
She almost broke her head and finally figured out who this person was.
Zhixi leaned over to look at her phone screen: "You still have a crush on someone, I have hope for this world again."
Yan Dan glared at her: "Why can't I have a crush on someone?"
"I just compared Senior Sister Rong Yu with you, and I think God is actually cruel to you."
"She just looks a little better."
"No, her head is a hundred times more powerful than yours." Zhixi dragged out his bicycle, "You're just a head of straws."
bah bah bah. Yan Dan spurned her behind her back.
She lowered her head to unlock the bicycle, unlocked it, locked it, locked it and unlocked it, and finally waited for someone before the lock was scrapped. Yu Mo carried his schoolbag diagonally, and it seemed that there were not many books in it, so he walked over unhurriedly.
Yan Dan shook her phone: "You sent me the message, right?"
Yu Mo stopped: "I'm sorry that day."
"Uh, you've apologized almost a hundred times, and your attitude is not bad." In short, it's much better than the boy in their class who said she was a fool, that person is a person who pollutes the living environment.
Yu Mo took out the shopping bag: "I'll give this back to you."
He still uses it. Yan Dan was picky about the words. Of course she knew what was in it. She originally thought that the other party was just polite, but she didn't expect it to be true. She didn't know whether to accept it or reject it. Instinctively, she felt that something was not right, but the attitude of the other party was too calm and calm, which made her seem small-minded.
Yan Dan said hesitantly, "Your coat..." She still kept it in the classroom drawer. She wanted to return it to Zhixi when she went to the liberal arts class, but she forgot.
Yu Mo handed the shopping bag to her, with both hands in his trouser pockets: "It's okay, you can give it to me tomorrow."
One come, one go, two times. pretty good.
He smiled slightly and passed her: "See you tomorrow."