But for the students of Chongxingyi College, there are two names that no one does not know.
One is Lu Zexiu, and the other is Gu Yesheng.
Lu Zexiu is the president of the school's highest student organization, the Yiyuan Association, the holder of the S-level Yiyuan Master certificate, the youngest member of the Galaxy Yiyuan Master Association, and the best existence in the eyes of all teachers and students. Impeccable perfection is undoubtedly the pinnacle student representative of Chongxing.
And Gu Yesheng is completely different from Lu Zexiu. Everyone remembers his name just to remind themselves at any time that they must stay away from this person.
With an uncertain temperament and an absolutely terrifying ability, his own existence is like a time bomb, and no one knows when it will suddenly explode.
I still remember that a year ago, there was a club that made Gu Yesheng unhappy. In the end, everyone was sent to the Galaxy Hospital for psychological treatment. There are still people in a state of madness, and they have never come out after entering the psychiatry department.
Although anyone who knew a little about the situation knew that there was a reason for the incident, Gu Yesheng's unique ability was enough to make everyone fear him, and among these people, it was obvious that Yi Jiamu, who didn't know him at all, was not included.
Gu Yesheng has not heard anyone talk to him like this for a long time. He was inexplicably funny when he was touched like this, and asked with a smile, "Little boy, I just saved you, but you want me to compensate you?"
Yi Jiamu said: "But it is because of you that I provoke him."
And he had already avoided it just now, but because the man suddenly kicked the door open, he was distracted for a while, and the fire broke the bag of milk tea.
To put it simply, he was duped twice for nothing.
He does not think there is anything wrong with claiming compensation.
Gu Yesheng squatted beside him with his body in his arms. The height was just right for the two of them to look directly. Hearing the question, not only did he not feel guilty, but he still disapproved: "But I still saved you."
I don't know why, but looking at this harmless little face, he was in a good mood and wanted to tease him on purpose.
At this time, the expression on Yi Jiamu's face looked a little unhappy, but in the end he didn't say anything, just stood up gloomily: "If you can't afford it, forget it."
Seeing that he was really going to leave like this, Gu Yesheng reached out and grabbed him, almost laughing angrily: "Who do you think can't afford it?"
Yi Jiamu looked at him with an expression of "whoever said it is clear in his heart", without saying anything.
Gu Yesheng was silent for a moment under his sight, and the smile on his face also subsided little by little, he walked up to him and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I will pay you, how many cups do you want? "
Yi Jiamu's expressionless face instantly showed a sincere smile: "Two cups, thank you, you are such a good person."
When he smiles, his facial features look extra soft, and his eyes are sparkling, revealing a kind of sincerity from the inside out.
But such an expression fell into Gu Yesheng's eyes, which made him stunned for a moment.
I don't know why, but there is an inexplicable illusion of being put together.
Ignoring Jiang He'an, who didn't know what to do on the ground, the two slowly walked back to the door of the milk tea shop.
There was a long queue in front, but everyone was stunned when they saw Gu Yesheng, and subconsciously moved out of the way.
Gu Yesheng walked slowly to the window, but just when he was about to order it, he found that he had never drunk this stuff before, and turned back and asked Yi Jiamu, "What flavor do you want?"
Yi Jiamu: "Milk covered oolong, caramel milk tea and ice cream are all three-point sugar."
Gu Yesheng repeated what he said to the waiter again, and then he took the ticket and waited beside him to take the order.
Neither of the two felt that there was any problem with this interaction, but the students next to them subconsciously pulled away, secretly only felt a little trembling in their hands.
what's going on? Does this ancestor suddenly want to fall in love
Someone quietly glanced at Yi Jiamu, and was so amazed that he couldn't help risking his life to secretly take two photos with the terminal.
As a result, a hidden gossip group in Chongxingyi College was completely turned upside down—
[Shocking news! Shocking news! The school bully seems to have an Omega! ]
[My God, is it true? Which cute little OO is so unlucky? ]
[Did you not see that the school tyrant personally took people to buy milk tea, as much as you want to spoil as much as you want! ]
[Let me slow down... pet? Are you sure the school bully you are talking about and the school bully I know are the same person? ]
[One person's blood book begs for the photo of this Omega, let me see what kind of peerless beauty O! ]
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[Holy shit, shit, this Omega looks a little cute! Any other photos? ]
[Without the sisters, these two pictures were taken at the risk of people falling to the ground. ]
[Ugh? I always thought that the school bully would be with the president, isn't AA love fragrant? ]
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[You dare to discuss Gu Yesheng's gossip, as expected after a holiday, all of you are tired of living. ]
[—That’s right, it’s terrible, here is the dividing line that ends the topic—]
Yi Jiamu got two cups of hot milk tea with satisfaction, took apart a tube and inserted it.
Looking up, he saw Gu Yesheng, the gold lord, standing next to him empty-handed, and asked casually, "Didn't you buy yourself a cup?"
Gu Yesheng hooked the corner of his mouth: "I don't drink this."
"Oh." Yi Jiamu didn't say anything more, and Gu Zi drank it, looking satisfied and happy.
Gu Yesheng saw that he didn't pay attention to his intentions, and sniffed the milky smell in the air: "Is it so delicious?"
Yi Jiamu nodded: "Well, I only drank it for the first time yesterday. It's very good. If you want to drink it, you can buy a cup and try it now."
"There are ready-made, buy what you want." Gu Yesheng said this, reached out and grabbed the milk tea in Yi Jiamu's hand, and put it to his mouth and took a sip.
The thick caramel smell accompanied by the milky fragrance swept the mouth all at once.
Well, it doesn't seem to taste as bad as I imagined.
Yi Jiamu's hand was suddenly empty, and he couldn't help but frown and reminded: "This cup is mine."
Gu Yesheng corrected: "I bought it for you."
Yi Jiamu corrected again: "It's a loss."
Gu Yesheng looked at him with a half-smile but didn't say a word. He lowered his head and took a big sip. Seeing the milk tea in the cup visibly slipped a lot, he put it back into Yi Jiamu's hand in a leisurely manner. Even the tear moles at the corners of his eyes are arrogant.
He thought he could see the angry expression on this face, but Yi Jiamu put the milk tea back into his hands, and his tone sounded disgusting: "Take it, I'll pay next time. new."
Gu Yesheng raised his eyebrows: "You also drank a lot before."
Yi Jiamu said: "As long as there is no more than half, rounding up will not count as a cup. The compensation is agreed by you. It's wrong to take advantage of this opportunistically, senior."
Pretty straight forward.
To let someone talk to him like this, Gu Yesheng probably kicked him a long time ago. Today, he has a surprisingly good temper and narrowed his eyes with the straw in his mouth: "Okay, kid, what's your name? Please again."
"Yi Jiamu, a freshman at the School of Theory."
When Yi Jiamu returned to the dormitory, Sang Bei was lying on the bed and playing games. He didn't lift his head when he heard the door open: "You're finally back. I thought you were lost in the school, and if you don't come back, you'll be ready to call the police. office."
Yi Jiamu put the milk tea on his table: "Is something wrong?"
Sang Bei watched helplessly as his own crystal exploded, covered his chest with heartache, turned over and hung on the bedside to look at him: "Didn't you watch the class group?"
Yi Jiamu took out the communicator after hearing the words, and found that the message on it had exploded.
The number of 999+ messages made him a little too lazy to read it, so he asked directly, "What's wrong?"
Sang Bei shook his head straight at his ignorance of what was going on outside the window, but also explained patiently: "Don't some courses in our school adopt a two-shift system? There will be a group class tomorrow afternoon, and the system will We are in the same class with the people from the battle academy."
The more Yi Jiamu listened, the more at a loss: "So what?"
"You really don't know anything!" Sang Bei was also very helpless to this roommate, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed when he mentioned this, "Originally, in this kind of combined class situation, every semester It was randomly produced, but the people at the Battle Academy were not satisfied with this arrangement, and went straight to the Academic Affairs Office. Although it was said that it was blown out in the end, it was obvious that they looked down on the students of our Theory Academy. Well! What's wrong with having supernatural powers, what is so great to have supernatural powers? The class committee has held a meeting just now. This time, we are asked to unite the whole class. We should let those from the battle academy take a good look at the class tomorrow, and we must not lose it. The face of our theoretical school!"
Yi Jiamu finally got a general idea when he heard this.
The physical fitness class is largely similar to the physical education class in ordinary schools. In this class, the combat academy with its own physical strength is like a decathlon sports student. The students of the theory academy are obviously in their eyes. Fragile and squeamish, in this case, forcibly arranged together, naturally looked down upon.
After Sangbei saw that he was silent, he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you angry?"
Yi Jiamu wondered: "Why are you angry?"
Sang Bei: "Of course it's because they look down on us!"
Yi Jiamu blinked: "But the Battle Academy is indeed better than us."
Sang Bei choked.
He wanted to refute something, but painfully found that what Yi Jiamu said was indeed the truth.
He was too heartbroken, and it took him a long while to say a sentence: "You can't lose your guts even if you lose!"
Yi Jiamu agreed with this, and smiled sincerely at him: "Come on."
Sangbei: "..."
He thought he might need some quick-acting pills.
At the same time, I finally realized that this new dormitory friend can always talk to death in a fancy way.
Yi Jiamu had already returned to his seat under the silence of Sangbei, first sent a message to Wu Qingji, then walked to the balcony and took out the shower, filled with nutrient solution and prepared to water his cactus thorns.
At this moment, the communicator suddenly vibrated twice.
He glanced at the message that popped up.
["Night God" applies to add friends, remarks: none]
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