Song Yu became famous in the First China Forum, and many such posts began to appear on the homepage.
There are confessions, yin and yang sarcasm, and direct scolding.
as follows.
[Which way, Brother Yu is on, is it crazy to speak?]
Your husband, Brother Yu: Don't be a fool, are you crazy? It's alright, anyway, I haven't missed a beat since I was a kid.
[Brother Yu, I want to confess to you! Why are you so good, every word you say makes me scream, and even your name hits my girlish heart like crazy, I feel like you are a man who grows on my soo point! We are soul mates, a match made in heaven [dog head]!]
Your husband, Brother Yu: So unsurprisingly, in reality, it has nothing to do with you.
The style of the comment area is amazing.
[What a miserable sister]
[Brother Yu: Don't love me, no result]
[Yo, hate fans? So domineering, I love it]
[Brother Yu's real name exploded in photos? I'm 36D Lolita, I'll make an appointment in the grove when I start school.]
[Brother Yu, don't believe it, 36D has no loli! It's a liar! you see me! I am super sweet!]
[Husband, are you missing a leg pendant?]
Song Yu was in a moody mood, so he picked out a reply at random.
- Your husband, Brother Yu: I'm missing a cane, are you coming
Another person shouted and confessed from the air.
[Brother Yu, Brother Yu, guess what uniform I like the most?]
Song Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered.
- Your husband, Brother Yu: subdued by me? Stop it, sister, I won't be fooled by you.
onlookers.
[Pfft hahahahahahahaha]
[Don't, sister, I won't be fooled by you, why do I have a voice in my head for this sentence?]
[With voice +1]
[Brother Yu is such a ruthless man]
[devil! I don't want to be your sister, I want to be your girlfriend!]
Not wanting to deal with that group of people anymore, Song Yu, who had finished arguing, buried himself in the exam paper again, throwing himself into the dead sea of mathematics.
And without him knowing.
One China Forum is constantly fermenting, such an arrogant id, with his arrogant momentum, inexplicably has become a new "net grass" and "new male god".
end of August.
Song Yu was about to start school, and Grandma Meng asked Meng Guang to take him to the mall to buy some clothes.
When the shopping guide in the mall saw Song Yu, her eyes lit up. The juvenile has a good skeleton, looks good, and looks good in anything. It's just that Song Yu only chose two sets despite her boasting. High school students change their school uniforms in rotation throughout the year, so it is unnecessary to buy too many.
Meng Guang stared at him for a long time, clicked his tongue and said, "If you go to No. 1 Middle School like this, you won't be able to get along with the school grass, but you can also be a class teacher."
Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and said seriously, "I don't, I'm going to be a school tyrant." He was going to enter the top 100 in his grade, and he would wash away the humiliation of 350.
Meng Guang couldn't help laughing: "Yo, I don't see that you are quite enlightened."
Song Yu's ideological awareness is high, he was forced by his father. Thinking of that damn math made his back teeth itch with hatred.
When returning home, Meng Guang told him something in the car.
"Wang Beidan is in the game."
Song Yu fastened his seat belt for a moment: "What?"
Meng Guang smiled lazily: "I was arrested for taking drugs, there are surveillance cameras and a voice recorder, and there are all witnesses and physical evidence. I don't know who is messing with him. If I hand it over to the Public Security Bureau directly, the Wang family can't protect him. His life is over. Tsk, relieved."
Song Yu smiled, he didn't feel much about the cannon fodder with zero sense of existence in the original book, and didn't care much.
In the evening, Song Yu realized that the dormitory life arranged by Grandma Meng was a single room in the school teacher's apartment.
Everyone else was stupid: "No, grandma, I want to experience that kind of high school four-person dorm, lively, you know what I mean."
Grandma Meng didn't understand, so she slowly packed his luggage: "The four people are noisy and can't sleep well."
Song Yu: "..."
In the end, at his repeated request, Grandma Meng did not send a group of bodyguards to escort him to report to school.
Song Yu and Ma Xiaoding went to No. 1 Middle School together in Uncle Ma's car.
In the car, Ma Xiaoding was very excited: "Brother Yu, the two of us are likely to be in the same class!"
Song Yu was also happy when he had acquaintances, and laughed: "That's good."
Uncle Ma held the steering wheel and murmured: "As far as your grades are concerned, at best you are a last class. The old lady put you in the first class to find a company for the young master. The young master is not in good health. Take more care."
Ma Xiaoding patted his chest: "Dad, don't worry! If anyone breaks my brother Yu's wings, I will destroy his entire heaven."
Uncle Ma, the elderly didn't understand: "What is it? What wings?"
Song Yu: "..."
Ma Xiaoding deserves to be a teenager who is walking in the non-mainstream front line.
As a provincial key high school, Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School still occupies a large area in Jingcheng, where an inch of land is expensive.
When the school starts in September, big banners are hung at the school gate, luxury cars gather in front of the school gate, and people come and go.
Autumn is cool. The fragrance of golden cinnamon.
Song Yu got out of the car, white t-shirt, black trousers, clean and concise, suddenly attracted the attention of many people. The boy's skin glowed white in the sun, his hair was that kind of soft light brown, his double eyelids, his eyes were large, his pupils were pitch black, but his expression was sullen. It's the kind of person who can tell the difference at a glance. Seemingly good-natured, in fact perverse.
The flash flashed twice towards this side, and there was a clicking sound.
As soon as Ma Xiaoding turned his head, he saw that two senior sisters were taking pictures of them, laughing and whispering while taking pictures, with bright eyes.
Huh, little sister is doing candid photography? The sense of responsibility to protect the young master suddenly rose in his heart, Ma Xiaoding opened his hand very righteously, blocked in front of Song Yu, and shouted over there: "What are you shooting, I have never seen a handsome guy."
Song Yu: "..."
The two girls over there hurriedly put away their phones and stuck out their tongues.
His voice was so loud that he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Against those gazes, Song Yu couldn't bear it any longer, and dragged his arm into the school.
Ma Xiaoding's knighthood mission and the soul of the second middle school are still burning, and in the spirit of sacrificing himself to protect Brother Yu, he turned around as he walked: "Don't shoot my brother Yu in the future! Shoot me if you like it! Shoot me! I know no! "
Two girls: "… "
Then you are great.
Song Yu was amused by him: "I think you can only live with Zhenzi in your life."
Ma Xiaoding scratched his head: "Huh?"
After entering the school, there is a tree-lined road, and many people ride bicycles. The greening of No. 1 Middle School is very good, the teaching buildings are dotted during the period, and the red walls are eye-catching.
The teacher's apartment where Song Yu lived was in a very quiet corner to the south of the school.
Take the elevator to the fourth floor. Once you get in, the house has already cleaned it up.
Living room, toilet, kitchen, bedroom, everything.
And the lighting here is very good, the view is bright, and there is a small forest outside the window.
After turning on the air conditioner, Ma Xiaoding sat on the sofa, biting into a clean apple: "Brother Yu, let's take a rest first, anyway, we won't go to the classroom until seven o'clock." He turned on the TV again, tuned a children's channel, and watched while holding the pillow. Have relish.
Song Yu glanced at him: "Why don't you go to the dormitory first?"
Ma Xiaoding: "No, I did it yesterday and took a good position in advance."
Nod.
Song Yu ignored him, went to the bedroom to tidy up, filled the closet, and then, among the piles of tutoring materials, chose a high school math five-three, took a pen, and decided to start him from the first evening self-study. arduous journey.
Grandma Meng also specially hired an auntie who cooks for him, surnamed Bai, who is very good at craftsmanship.
He should have been informed of his preferences in advance, and the dishes he cooked were all he liked.
During the meal, Song Yu sent Xie Sui a message.
[Where are you sitting? Leave a seat beside me.]
In order to avoid Wang Ci's harassment, he thought it would be safer for him to sit next to Xie Sui. Moreover, Xie Sui is an academic tyrant, which is perfect for Song Yu, who urgently needs to improve his grades.
A few minutes later, Xie Sui replied with a message.
[Um.]
Song Yu smiled happily.
Ma Xiaoding felt that his life had been sublimated after eating and drinking at Song Yu's place. After eating and drinking, Pidianpidian helped Song Yu hold the book and walked to the teaching building together.
Talk while walking on the road.
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, do you still remember the one named Zhu Zhixing? This guy is very shy. After we pressed him at the school gate and threatened him for a while, he held grudges in his heart, and in the summer vacation, he sided with the school bully of a high school and high school. Yesterday I came to occupy I met him when I was in bed, and this kid was talking rude to me. Oh, it’s a dog. I don’t think he knew I was here, so the school boss of No. 1 Middle School should be replaced.”
Song Yu: "Can you focus on your studies?"
Also the school bully, what a fool to call him.
Ma Xiaoding was wronged: "The main reason is that he still scolds you, saying that people who give bad reviews to his store are not things, and they have no assholes when giving birth."
Song Yu: "What is he doing?"
He picked up a math tutoring book and pointed to the name "Queen Queen" on it, "This is the man you should remember the most in your three years of high school."
Ma Xiaoding: "..."
While walking, Ma Xiaoding suddenly remembered something. The more I think about it, the more likely it is.
"Brother Yu, aren't you the Internet troll who has been very popular on the forum recently?"
Song Yu's fingers paused and his eyes narrowed: "What's so hot?"
"… "
Ma Xiaoding only felt a chill on the top of his head, and immediately changed his words: "No no no, that very popular national husband."
Song Yu stared at him: "Guess."
Ma Xiaoding walked halfway, and finally slapped his head and thought: "Fuck - I almost forgot after changing your note, your screen name is that thing! It's you! Brother Yu!"
The man who scolded the whole forum!
And Song Yu has gone far.