The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 97

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Mu Yang came to the school early in the morning, and when Wen Yantong called, he found him sitting on the seat reading a book.

Wen Yantong was shocked.

She had never seen such a studious Mu Yang.

Is it true that in order to win her, they are all doing this now

Wen Yantong passed by him and saw that one of his feet was resting outside the table, so she pretended to walk over unintentionally and left half a footprint on his shoe.

After Mu Yang felt it, he just raised his head and glanced at her, without any reaction, he lowered his head to read the book again.

Wen Yantong's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately ran to his seat and sat down, approached Fu Zixian and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen to Mu Xingyi's family?"

Fu Zixian looked at Mu Yang's back after hearing this, thought for a moment, and then said, "Nothing."

He also discovered that Mu Yang is very active today. After he sat down, he began to read, without raising his head.

"This is not normal." Wen Yantong frowned slightly.

Mu Yang seemed to be reading the book very seriously, and he didn't hear the discussion between Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian. Throughout the morning, he was so quiet that even Li Boyuan expressed surprise.

Wen Yantong couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to him, and patted his shoulder, "Master Mu, are you going to eat?"

Mu Yang shook his head slightly, "You guys go first, I'll wait for a while."

Wen Yantong was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Fu Zixian.

Fu Zixian also persuaded, "Let's eat first, and read a book after filling the stomach."

Mu Yang didn't seem to be very interested, so he didn't respond anymore, but lowered his head and continued to read.

At first, Wen Yantong thought that Mu Yang had suddenly become angry, and regretted wasting time in class, and now he knows how to study. Or the desire to win her is too strong.

But upon closer inspection, she noticed something was wrong.

The book Mu Yang was reading did not even turn a single page.

When he came in the morning, Wen Yantong took a look at his book and found that it was an arithmetic book with three or four questions on a page.

Mu Yang just stared at it all morning, probably because he didn't solve a single problem, so he didn't turn the page.

Wen Yantong knocked sideways and said, "Some questions still need someone to help answer them. If you think about it yourself, you may not be able to think of the answer even if you think about it."

Mu Yang was thoughtful, "It's true."

Wen Yantong said casually, "Then you can tell me what questions you have in your heart. As your friends, we will definitely help you answer them."

Fu Zixian followed suit and nodded.

A hesitant look appeared on Mu Yang's face, and he tapped the writing with his index finger, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he closed the book and stood up.

Before Wen Yantong could speak, he grabbed Wen Yantong's arm and said, "Come with me, I have something to ask you."

He obviously meant that he just wanted to tell the matter to Wen Yantong alone. Fu Zixian watched the two leave from the side, and then sat on Mu Yang's seat.

Mu Yang stared at the book all morning, but he didn't solve a single problem, and there was a mess of ink marks on the straw paper next to him.

Fu Zixian's eyes fell on the writing, looked at the problem aside, then took out a new piece of paper, picked up the pen and started to solve the problem.

But Mu Yang dragged Wen Yantong out of the school with nagging, walked to the side for a long way, and then slowly stopped.

Wen Yantong was rarely serious, and asked concerned, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Mu Yang hesitated to speak, he really had something in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak, so after a stalemate for a while, he could only let out a long sigh.

Seeing that he was very worried, Wen Yantong felt a little inexplicable for a while.

What is it that can make Mu Yang, a tough and simple man, so sad

"You said it." Wen Yantong patted his stomach, "I'm still waiting to eat, I'm so hungry."

Mu Yang faltered, "Fu, Fu Zixian..."

"What happened to Fu Zixian?" Wen Yantong asked.

"He's been living in the Mu Mansion for the past two days." Mu Yang whispered.

"Then you should be happy. Didn't you expect him to live in your house?" Wen Yantong said.

"I always want to practice archery with him..." Mu Yang said again.

Wen Yantong still didn't hear anything, and asked in confusion, "So? I know, you've always wanted to practice archery with him, what's wrong?"

Mu Yang sighed again, and then said, "I still have to study for the test, I don't have much time."

She understood now, and said in surprise, "So you think that Fu Zixian lives in your pastoral mansion, taking up your time, and you can't calm down and study?"

Mu Yang nodded, then shook his head, "It's not taking up my time, it's just that he's in the Mu Mansion, so I can't help but play with him."

Wen Yantong was a little speechless, "You are already an adult, you are eighteen, can't you improve your self-control? Fu Zixian is to blame for this?"

Mu Yang said anxiously, "I'm not blaming him, I'm blaming myself for not having self-control, but I can't change it for a while, so is there any way to let him go home temporarily?"

Wen Yantong fell into deep thought.

The current situation is that Fu Zixian lives in Mu's mansion, but Mu Yang wants to study and because he can't help but play with Fu Zixian, so in order to allow himself to study, he has been thinking all morning about how to let Fu Zixian go home.

It must not be said directly, because it is rare for Fu Zixian to live with Mu Yang, and Mu Yang cannot let Fu Zixian feel that he is driving him away.

But Mu Yang's naive head thought for a whole morning and couldn't think of anything, so now he came to ask her for help.

Wen Yantong thought about it for a while, and thought that Mu Yang is her competitor in a certain way now, and she is not kind enough to help her competitor.

It is a good thing for Fu Zixian to live in the Mu Mansion so that Mu Yang can't help but play and has no time to study.

So Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Let Fu Zixian live here."

Mu Yang was stunned, "But..."

"If you let him leave suddenly, he must think that you despise him and don't want him to live in the Mufu. Fu Zixian is too serious about life, and he finally got to know him better. If you push him away again , maybe the next time I see you, you will still look the same as before." Wen Yantong said.

Mu Yang thought that Fu Zixian finally changed his name and called him Brother Xingyi in the past two days, if he was driven home this time, next time he met Fu Zixian and said "Master Mu", he would probably fall to the ground on the spot with his eyes smeared.

No way. Mu Yang felt that Wen Yantong's words were too reasonable, so he said sadly, "Then what should I do?"

"You," Wen Yantong said, "improve your self-control, you are already so grown up."

After she finished speaking, she rubbed her stomach, "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, I'm going back to eat, and the young master is still waiting for me."

Mu Yang yelled twice, but didn't stop her, just went back to the school wearily.

When I went back, I saw Fu Zixian sitting at the desk writing. Mu Yang put on a smiling face again, concealed his sorrow, leaned over and said, "What are you writing?"

Fu Zixian didn't respond, he was very serious about every stroke.

Mu Yang lowered his head and looked carefully, only to find that what Fu Zixian wrote were all the answers to the questions in the book. He was startled, and read it carefully again, wondering, "You wrote this?"

Fu Zixian put down his pen, nodded and said, "I just solved two problems."

"You..." Mu Yang picked up the paper to solve the problem and looked at it, "Are they all correct?"

Fu Zixian sat inside and said, "I can explain it to you."

"Hurry up, tell me the story." Mu Yang hurriedly sat down next to him.

On the other side, Wen Yantong didn't know that Fu Zixian had saved his thoughts on teaching Mu Yang, so he happily went back to the dormitory, only to see Chi Jingxi was already waiting inside.

Wen Yantong washed his hands and rushed to the table, smelling a plate of roasted pork, "Wow, it smells so good!"

She smacked her lips.

Chi Jingxi noticed her gaze, picked up a piece of roast meat with his chopsticks, and passed it forward, Wen Yantong grinned and bit off the roast meat on his chopsticks, filling his mouth slowly, "Delicious!"

In the past few days, the two of them ate and stopped using serving chopsticks.

You especially remember that some time ago, you had to change your chopsticks for a meal, and if you accidentally forgot to change them, you would still be glared at by Chi Jingxi.

It's all right now, Chi Jingxi can share a pair of chopsticks with her with a normal face.

Wen Yantong couldn't help laughing out loud at the thought.

Chi Jingxi glanced at her, "What are you silly, sit down and eat."

Wen Yantong sat down and said with a smile, "I just talked to Mu Xingyi for a while, so I came back a bit late."

He didn't ask what he said, he just put Wen Yantong's favorite millet soup beside her.

Wen Yantong continued, "You know the bet we made two days ago, if he wins, he wants me to ask you for that set of gold-threaded nanmu ink pens."

Chi Jingxi asked in surprise, "He hasn't given up yet?"

"how?"

"That set of golden nanmu ink pens was brought back from a far away place by my little aunt on my tenth birthday. Because I was too young at the time, I was tired of writing with that ink pen, and I didn't like the pen holder later. So it has been useless." Chi Jingxi said lightly, "Yang'er has been thinking about my set of pens since he was eleven years old, and it has only stopped in the past two years. I thought he gave up."

Wen Yantong said, "He doesn't like writing and reading, why is he so obsessed with that set of pens?"

He thought for a while, "Maybe it's because I saw that it was expensive when I was young, so I wanted it."

"Then why do you want it all of a sudden now? He doesn't like writing and reading. Wouldn't the ink pen be a waste for him?"

"Maybe he didn't want it for himself." Chi Jingxi said.

When Wen Yantong heard it, he understood at once, maybe this set of ink brushes is what Mu Yang wanted to come down and give to Fu Zixian. Fu Zixian is very fond of ink pens.

Who said Mu Yang was stupid? This guy is so smart!

Wen Yantong snorted, "This abacus is crackling, I will never lose to him, and I will definitely make him wish."

Chi Jingxi put a piece of roast meat in her bowl, and his eyes were kind, "I fell asleep holding a book the night before, and fell asleep with a pen holder last night. How confident are you that you won't make him wish?"

Wen Yantong said, "Then Mu Xingyi is not much better than me."

"At least the words in his article are better than yours." Chi Jingxi silently poured cold water on him.

Wen Yantong thought about it, and immediately patted the table and said, "Tonight I also want to learn how to do it! Otherwise, I will wash my hair upside down!"

What she said was of course a vow, and she hated to study hard tonight.

It's just that at night, she was so sleepy holding the book that she couldn't even open her eyes.

Seeing that she was drowsy again, Chi Jingxi called for a servant and brought in a pot of hot water.

He patted Wen Yantong on the shoulder, "Hot water is ready for you, you can see which wall is suitable for handstand, wash your hair first."

The author has something to say: Wen Yantong: Do you want to become a single nobleman

Ji Jingxi: I want to see you washing your hair upside down.