In the evening self-study, Ning Xingzhou couldn't solve a problem for half a day. He propped his chin with one hand, drawing circles on the notebook with a pen in boredom, and sneaking a few glances at Lu Yuan from time to time.
Inexplicably, the other party became cold again. When he was eating, he tried every means to find a topic, but the other party always seemed too lazy to talk to him, and at most he gave a perfunctory "um".
what happened? Could it be that because he had a good attitude before, he felt that he owed him, and he could settle the matter by treating him to a meal? Ning Xingzhou's mouth twitched when he thought of the three-yuan bowl of noodles.
"229, is there any props that can see through the heart of the task target?" After eating and drinking, Ning Xingzhou began to dream.
"There are no such high-level props, Master Host~"
"Then... is there an indicator similar to favorability? There is only one influence value, so it is difficult to make an effective analysis."
"No, Master Host, the detection of favorability is not within the scope of this system's capabilities."
"Oh." Ning Xingzhou looked indifferent, and cursed the hot chicken system secretly.
"嘿嘤嘤~" The system was wronged, but it felt that the host was right.
"In the future, if there is a change in the effect value, I will be reminded in real time. Is this okay?"
"Hmm! No problem, Master Host!"
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After chatting with the spicy chicken system, Ning Xingzhou looked at his empty homework book in pain, and fell into deep thought. Could it be that he will not hand in his homework on the first day of transfer
He secretly glanced at the homework book at the same table, it was so full that it made people want to copy it. But after thinking about it again, he faintly felt that something was wrong.
In the plot of the original book he received, this villain classmate seems to have...not a good grade. Although I don't know the specific subject scores, but the total score is only in the middle of the class, not too bad, but definitely not good.
Look at how Lu Yuan is serious about writing homework... Ning Xingzhou was a little uncertain whether there was something wrong with the script, or Lu Yuan was writing blindly in a serious manner.
That breezy and calm look that seems to know every question is too bluffing.
Lu Yuan was disturbed by the other party's gaze falling on him from time to time, so he put down his pen, lowered his voice, and asked expressionlessly, "Have you seen enough?"
"Ah—" Ning Xingzhou felt ashamed and embarrassed when the master found out that the peeking person had a smear of pink on his cheeks. His eyes were wandering, and he excused himself with embarrassment, "I... I'm just a little worried because the wound on your face is still not healed."
These words were not all excuses. Although Lu Yuan's face was not as swollen as a pig's head like yesterday, there were still several obvious wounds and bruises. Especially the cut on the forehead is very deep, and it is easy to leave scars if it is not handled properly.
When the original book mentioned Lu Yuan's appearance, he focused on describing the scar, extending from the center of the brow to the brow bone, a slanting scar, adding a bit of hostility to the already stern face. Presumably that scar was left by this injury.
"...It's okay." Lu Yuan didn't care about his appearance, for him, a minor injury was nothing but a bone injury. But the worry in the other party's eyes did not seem to be fake, but made him a little uncomfortable.
He thought of his useless escape behavior before, and a trace of shame rose in his heart. The other party seemed to be genuinely worried about him, but he saved others with narrow evil thoughts.
He lowered his eyebrows, restrained his thoughts, drew his lips into a straight line, and tapped Ning Xingzhou's homework with the end of his pen, "Do your homework with peace of mind."
"I want to write too, but I can't..." Ning Xingzhou frowns, extremely wronged.
He lay on the table, only showing a pair of piercing eyes, looking at each other pitifully, "Can you teach me?"
Before this, Lu Yuan had never imagined that a boy's voice could be so soft. Is it really not a girl who dresses up as a man? A trace of doubt could not help but arise in my mind.
His eyes moved down slightly, and when he saw the protruding Adam's apple, he put away some kind of absurd and weird thoughts.
"The senior three are fine, but the junior three are not available." Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze, and his voice was flat.
It's not that he doesn't want to teach, it's that he doesn't know how. He wants to earn money to live, and he doesn't have enough time to study. In the past, only the third grade of the college entrance examination was included in the total score, so he spent a little energy on language and mathematics. However, not long ago, the college entrance examination was reformed, and the junior goalkeepers were assigned points according to their grades, which were included in the total score.
He who has never paid much attention to physical transformation has suffered a dark loss. He has left a lot of homework, and it will take time to make up for it. Fortunately, he has a good academic talent, and it is only a matter of time before he passes the pass line and has excellent grades.
It's very subtle, I don't want to lose face in front of his tablemate, so I can only cover up my dish with indifference.
"Ah..." Ning Xingzhou sighed in disappointment, and continued to bury his head in the textbook. He can confuse homework other than language and mathematics, but Xiaosan can't write.
"Then...can you copy my homework for me?" He raised his head, thinking a little bit. His foundation is completely zero. Even if someone is willing to teach him, he has to start from the most basic. It is simply not something that can be learned in a day or two.
Lu Yuan frowned, and refused flatly, "No, it's immoral to copy homework, write it yourself."
As far as his current accuracy rate of materialization is concerned, wouldn't Ning Xingzhou just wait to be slapped in the face if he copied it? Besides, today is the first time he has done the homework of the third door seriously, what does the big blank and red cross look like when the other party sees it.
"I see..." Ning Xingzhou pursed his lips, his ears turned red, and he was ashamed of the idea of getting something for nothing that had just arisen in him. Elementary school students know that copying homework is wrong, and as a healer, he almost made such a low-level mistake.
He spread out the paper with a serious face, earnestly covering the questions. The multiple-choice questions are okay, the answer can be selected with just a throw of the eraser, and the big calculation questions can't even understand the title, so they are simply left blank.
He felt a little ashamed in his heart, and in the next two self-study classes, he didn't feel embarrassed to talk to his deskmate again. After finishing the questions honestly, I was so bored to draw there, thinking about what to do next while drawing.
He wants to lead Lu Yuan on the right path, some input of positive energy from the Three Views is necessary, but he can't deliberately talk about some big truths. And I should also grow up with the other party, and I have to get rid of my status as a scumbag as soon as possible.
He lowered his eyes and pondered, and unconsciously drew circles with the black pen. His foundation was too poor, so he had to hire a tutor. After getting more familiar, you can invite Lu Yuan to make up lessons together.
I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't even pay attention to the bell ringing for the end of get out of class.
"What did you draw?"
The sudden voice startled Ning Xingzhou, and the pen slipped, leaving a long black line on the paper.
Lu Yuan actually took the initiative to talk to himself? Ning Xingzhou blinked, reacted for a long time, looked down at what he drew, and instantly felt that he was awesome.
This is a very high-level sketch of a mecha, with a novel design and smooth lines, it is striking at first glance. It's just that there is a long black line lying there, which lowers the force of the whole painting.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Lu Yuan obviously also saw the obtrusive black line, and his face was tense, very annoyed.
The deskmate always talked a lot, but he didn't talk to him for two consecutive classes, which made him a little uncomfortable. Thinking that the other party was having trouble with homework, Lu Yuan struggled for a long time and couldn't help talking, but it seemed that he accidentally messed up.
"It's all right~ Just make up a few more strokes." Ning Xingzhou thought for a moment, and drew circles on the basis of the scratch with a black pen. After a while, a cool gun was born in the hands of the mech man.
"Wow! That's amazing! Are you an art student?" The students at the front desk heard the movement in the back row, stretched their heads and glanced, their mouths opened exaggeratedly, and their voices couldn't hide their exclamation.
"Almost..." Ning Xingzhou scratched his head embarrassingly, and smiled shyly.
In fact, he doesn't know what's going on. Painting seems to be something that can be subconsciously, and he draws such a thing unconsciously when he is thinking wildly. In the words of the system, this is his own ability.
Maybe in reality, he is specialized in this kind of work, engaging in animation design and so on
"Oh my God! So strong! Really so strong!" The front desk looked carefully for a while, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the other party's painting skills were awesome. He couldn't help poking his classmates in front, back, left, and right, sharing the joy of discovering the big touch.
"Fuck! So fierce? This level of college entrance examination can add at least 20 points, right?" The tall girl next to her stretched her neck and stared at the mecha painting for a while, her eyes could not help but drift to Ning Xingzhou On those slender white hands.
The fingers are slender and slender, with well-defined joints, the skeleton is not too big, and they are well-proportioned. The fingertips are powdery, with a healthy and plump color.
So lovely.
The tall girl named Yu Qing, the sports student in the class, is a real hand-controller, and she looks straight at her if she is not careful.
Lu Yuan could see the reactions of the students around him, especially the obsessed eyes of the girls at the next table, which made him feel a little irritated for no reason.
It happened to be the end of school time, and the attention of the students was attracted, rainbow fart after wave, all of them were praising Ning Xingzhou. Lu Yuan looked at the thin blush on the face of the tablemate because of shyness, and felt even more depressed.
He withdrew his gaze, silently swallowed back the compliment he was about to say, without saying a word. He packed up some things and put them in his handbag, got up and left without even saying hello.
"Eh? Wait for me!" Seeing the task subject leave, Ning Xingzhou picked up his schoolbag and smiled apologetically at the people around him, "Sorry, I have to go first."
As he spoke, he trotted out of the classroom, leaving a group of people whispering.
"Xing Xing seems to be quite close to his tablemate? I saw the two of them eating together tonight!"
"I saw it too, ah, it's so annoying, why does Xing Xing play with that hot guy?"
"Emmm, to be honest, I think what Xing Xing said today is quite reasonable... Thinking about it, Lu Yuan is actually quite pitiful, with such parents."
"Yeah... I was embarrassed to talk to Xing Xing after a few words. Fortunately, with Huahua, the relationship seems to have eased a little bit."
"To be honest, being said that by Xing Xing, I feel like we were pretty bad before. Obviously that guy didn't provoke us, but we always said bad things about him..."
"What's wrong with saying bad things about him? Why don't people say bad things about him?"
"It's not... It just feels like he's not very bad."
"Hey, I think you're just fascinated by ghosts, and I haven't seen you speak for him before. What's the matter, just because a new classmate is facing him, you just follow him as a fool?"
"Sister Yu Xiao, we didn't mean that."
"It doesn't mean what does it mean? I think you are attracted by that little white face. The girls are chirping. I don't know what to brag about."
"That's right... I didn't have the nerve to say it before. He looks really good-looking. I don't understand why you guys are so nice."
"What's wrong with my old lady who likes delicate and beautiful ones? Is it in the way of you? Damn motherfucker."
"Yo~ I just fell in love with you on the first day of transfer? Yu Qing, are you ashamed?"
"You are the one. Cheng Nan's fart is an imperial edict, and you bully him all day long. I feel ashamed for your parents if you become like this."
"Fuck, Yu Qing, are you fucking sick?"
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In the classroom, Ning Xingzhou and Lu Yuan were arguing, but the two protagonists didn't know it. Lu Yuan walked very fast, and Ning Xingzhou managed to catch up when he was approaching the school gate.
"Why are you walking so fast?" Ning Xingzhou bent down, put his hands on his legs, panting.
Lu Yuan's footsteps paused slightly, and the cool night breeze dissipated a lot of the inexplicable boredom in his heart. He turned around, facing the street light and looked at the blushing face of his deskmate from trotting, his mood suddenly improved, "I can't help it, my legs are long."
Ning Xingzhou thought of his own oolong in class today, and glanced at the other party's really long legs, which were obviously longer than his own, and felt a subtle embarrassment and embarrassment in his heart.
He shook his head, took out a pack of bulging bags from his schoolbag, and introduced them one by one, "Use this to disinfect first, and then apply this ointment. I think your face is still swollen today. You'd better use a layer of gauze after applying it." , apply ice again."
Lu Yuan was stunned, staring at Ning Xingzhou who was chattering non-stop, unable to recover for a long time.
This was the first time that someone cared about him so much, even he didn't care much about the skin trauma, but someone always thought about it. This feeling is amazing.
In the end, Ning Xingzhou stuffed the things into the opponent's arms, with a sullen expression, he threatened word by word: "No! Promise! Reject! Reject!"
"Hmm." Lu Yuan lowered his eyebrows, exerted a little force on his hand, and tightly clenched the medicine in his hand, his voice was dull, as if it came from his chest, "Thank you."
"Hey, you're welcome~ Remember to take the medicine when you go back, we'll see you tomorrow~" Not being rejected, Ning Xingzhou smiled until his eyes were crooked, and even his voice was a little rippling.
"Well, see you tomorrow."
Lu Yuan turned and left, concealing the complexity in his eyes. For the first time in his life, he had expectations for the so-called tomorrow.
The author has something to say: I am so thick and long.
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