Zhen Yuanbai shook his head immediately: "No, my parents will tell me."
He could think of Zhen Pingjin's tone and expression when he knew the news: he went to someone else's house to do his homework, why, there's no room for you at home
Shi Bufan regretted, "Or I can go to your house."
That's even worse!
Zhen Yuanbai knew that now his parents must know about him being punished to stand together with Shi Bufan. He suspected that Ji Yanping should have explained something to his parents, so they never mentioned it.
His violent shaking of the head made Shi Bufan even more regretful: "I can't go to my house, and I can't go to yours, so why don't we stay in school together?"
Zhen Yuanbai began to pull his hand on his waist, he always felt weird being held in his arms by such a big boy.
Also, Shi Bufan's clingy appearance was also strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he said, "Then let's go to study together at night tomorrow."
Shi Bufan was satisfied. Looking at Zhen Yuan's white and tender face, he had the urge to take a bite. At this moment, with a creak, the class teacher Ji Yanping came out of the office.
When she saw the posture of the two of them, her eyelids twitched suddenly, "Shi Bufan, what are you doing?"
The two children looked up together, and Zhen Yuanbai said, "Shi Bufan asked me to tutor him."
Tutoring is tutoring, why hug your waist? However, Shi Bufan was thick-skinned and calm, and Zhen Yuanbai didn't look flustered at all. This made Ji Yanping feel that she was thinking too much. She thought that the way boys get along with each other is not without it, so she said: "Okay, hurry up." Let's go eat, I heard that there is a change of people in the cafeteria today, and the food is not bad."
Zhen Yuanbai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly dragged Shi Bufan towards the cafeteria.
When he and Shi Bufan finished the meal, Song Mo was feasting, and when he saw him, he immediately waved: "Today's meal is very delicious, it tastes like mother's!"
Zhen Yuanbai sat down and ate two mouthfuls. He also thought the taste was good. At least it was much better than the previous dark dishes. Shi Bufan pinched his earlobe, saw that his mouth was full of greasy food, and asked, "It's really so delicious?"
"You'll know if you try it."
Shi Bufan picked up the cabbage on his plate, and said flatly, "It's so-so."
Zhen Yuanbai picked out the meat from the cabbage and said, "Then you have a taste of this..."
He didn't finish a sentence.
The meat that was supposed to be put in the bowl for Shi Bufan was taken away by his mouth halfway, Shi Bufan bent his eyes and said, "It's really delicious."
Zhen Yuanbai withdrew his chopsticks, muttering in his heart, how could Shi Bufan be so unhygienic and eat with his chopsticks. But Shi Bufan didn't dislike him anymore, and he was too embarrassed to dislike Shi Bufan. After poking a few times in the food, he endured the strange feeling in his heart and continued to eat.
Shi Bufan started to stretch his chopsticks towards his plate again. There were only a few pieces of meat in the dry pot of cabbage, and Zhen Yuanbai didn't have enough for himself. He was afraid that Shi Bufan would pick up his own meat, so he hurriedly said: "You eat your own."
"You can eat mine." Shi Bufan generously pushed his plate over, Zhen Yuanbai hesitated for a moment, and slowly stretched his chopsticks towards the braised pork in his bowl.
At this moment, Ye Lian suddenly said: "What's the matter, brother Shi, the dishes on the plates of top students are more delicious?"
Qiu Jing raised her head immediately, and suddenly stretched her chopsticks into Zhen Yuanbai's plate: "I'll try it!"
The next second, Shi Bufan kicked the chair under his buttocks, Qiu Jing was caught off guard, if Ming Mai hadn't stretched out his hand, he would have fallen, he said in a daze, "Brother Shi, what are you doing?"
"Not enough to eat, right?" Shi Bufan said: "Don't worry, I'll put you in the rice bowl after brother finishes eating, and let you eat enough."
"..." How did I offend you! !
Zhen Yuanbai withdrew his hand that was on Shi Bufan's plate. He was afraid that he would continue to grab food, so Shi Bufan also pressed him into the bowl.
The change of personnel in the old cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School did not cause much controversy, but in the past two days, cars have started to pull concrete and steel bars towards the school. Everyone is guessing what the principal is going to do. Song Mo actually got the first-hand news: "Guess the school is now What are you doing?"
Zhen Yuanbai thought for a while, and asked, "Which rich man donated a laboratory building?"
Song Mo said excitedly: "This time is different. This time the rich man is very down-to-earth and understands the hardships of people's livelihood. He donated a new cafeteria to our school."
This was the first time Zhen Yuanbai had heard of such a thing, and he couldn't help laughing: "Who donated it?"
"I don't know." Song Mo said, "However, some people speculate that either a parent of a freshman wants to put the child in, or a wealthy person in the school can't stand the dark food in the original cafeteria. The canteen is replaced by the same person."
Zhen Yuanbai thought for a while, then asked again: "When will this cafeteria be ready? Can we eat?"
This question is too real, but fortunately, this is also what Song Mo cares about: "It seems that the construction will be completed in the next semester, and we can enjoy it for a year and a half after all."
Zhen Yuanbai felt relieved, looking forward to the environment and delicious food in the new cafeteria, he picked up a pen and sighed: "The key point of saving is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
Song Mo's real name is Lemon: "Now I feel more and more that poverty will limit imagination. How can someone be reincarnated like that? If only I were a rich second generation."
He raised his face full of longing, Zhen Yuanbai couldn't help laughing, and echoed, "Then let's study hard and try to make our son a rich second generation."
Shi Bufan kept listening with his ears upright, until he heard this sentence, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhen Yuanbai's clothes, and asked, "Who do you want to have a son with?"
Zhen Yuanbai turned his head and looked at him as if he was mentally retarded: "It's not the time yet, how do I know."
Shi Bufan was upset, what he wanted to say, the teacher came in suddenly stepping on the class bell, Zhen Yuanbai immediately pushed his hand away, saying: "Listen to the class carefully."
Because Shi Bufan is too obedient, Zhen Yuanbai has become used to "ordering" him recently. After he explained, he turned to face the blackboard, but Shi Bufan behind him turned cold, and poked a few times on the notebook with his pen. He lowered his eyes and wrote a few flamboyant words: "What do you mean?"
The ball of paper hit Zhen Yuanbai's desk.
When Zhen Yuanbai was in class, he never had any curiosity about anything other than studying. He just picked it up and put it in the pencil case, ignoring Shibufan.
He had already discussed this matter with Shi Bufan, he would not pass notes during class, and he would talk about it after class, so he didn't feel uneasy about it.
But Shi Bufan is different, he has no memory, and Zhen Yuanbai's casual words can easily make him sensitive, and now he even doubts whether he is being self-indulgent during this time. Zhen Yuanbai's ignorance made him even more confused and anxious, so he wrote another note: "Aren't you dating me?"
The note rolled into a ball and hit Zhen Yuanbai's desk again.
Zhen Yuanbai put it away and put it together with the previous paper ball.
This is a math class. Teacher Liang Xiude is notoriously strict. He glanced in this direction and felt a little displeased with Shi Bufan disturbing Zhen Yuanbai's study, but Zhen Yuanbai still sat upright. He turned a blind eye and closed his eyes as if he didn't see it.
Shi Bufan didn't get any response from the two balls of paper. He took a breath, held back the irritability in his heart, and wrote another paper and threw it over: "Clarify it to me when get out of class is over."
The third ball of paper was also collected by Zhen Yuanbai and put in the pencil case.
When the three paper balls went down, he didn't even give Shi Bufan a look.
But in fact, Zhen Yuanbai was already a little uneasy in his heart. He had told Shi Bufan a long time ago that he had something to dismiss from get out of class. What was the reason why Shi Bufan didn't even listen to his good brother
Shi Bufan didn't know.
He pursed his lips and looked at the back of Zhen Yuanbai's head expressionlessly, trying hard to dig out something from the only memory he had, but there was nothing.
He can't get an answer.
He grew impatient.
Zhen Yuanbai straightened his back suddenly, Shi Bufan was poking him, he frowned, had to turn his head to look at Shi Bufan, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Shi Bufan pointed to the note in his pencil case with a cold face.
Zhen Yuanbai turned around, went to get the ball of paper in the pencil case, and subconsciously looked at the math teacher on the podium, huh? Where is the teacher? He hurriedly turned his head to look for it, but his hand was suddenly torn by something, and the pencil case was taken from his hand, together with three balls of paper, and was taken by the teacher. Liang Xiude looked at Shi Bufan with a cold face: "Your grades are poor, the teacher doesn't care , but you shouldn’t disturb other students, what kind of notes are passed around in class? Is there anything you can’t say after class?”
Shi Bufan's eyes showed a bit of anger, and he said with restraint: "This is a matter between Zhen Yuanbai and me."
Liang Xiude sneered, "Student Zhen doesn't even want to talk to you now."
Shi Bufan went to see Zhen Yuanbai, who turned slightly pale, and said, "I, I'm in class..."
"Did you see it?" Liang Xiude scolded: "All good students know that they are in class now. Unfortunately, I told Teacher Ji a few days ago that you have corrected your evil ways, and I am waiting to see your next exam. Small trick! You still bother Zhen Yuanbai! You are ruining his future by rounding it up! Is this how you repay your kindness?"
Shi Bufan clenched his fingers tightly, his face tensed, Zhen Yuanbai leaned against the window, holding his breath in the suffocating atmosphere. When Liang Xiude saw that Bufan was on the verge of breaking out, to be honest, no teacher wanted to provoke the thorns, especially the thorns that the teacher beat even if there was a disagreement. He stretched out his hand to pinch the three balls of paper, put the pencil case on Zhen Yuanbai's desk, and said in a slow tone: "Forget it this time, I'll put away your little secrets first, listen to the class carefully, and come get it after class. "
Shi Bufan suddenly pushed the table behind him away with his foot, and his deskmate jumped up reflexively to hide away.
Liang Xiude also turned his head reflexively, just in time to see him lift his foot and kick the chair at the same table aside, and strode out.
The corners of his eyes twitched wildly, but he saw that Shi Bufan stopped beside the tense Song Mo, under his thin eyelids, those tiger and wolf eyes fixed on Zhen Yuanbai whose face turned pale with fright.
He licked his lips, and when Song Mo thought he would lift himself up and throw him out, he said meaningfully to Liang Xiude: "Then teacher, don't peep at our little secret."
He withdrew his gaze from Zhen Yuanbai, and smiled at Liang Xiude.
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Yuan Yuan: What secret
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