Song Yu was a little confused when he looked at him like that, reward
Yes, from the summer vacation until now, it seems that he has been harassing Xie Sui with questions, and has not given anything in return.
This will not work.
Brother Yu was never free.
Song Yu leaned over and asked enthusiastically, "Then what do you want?"
When he got closer, he could see Song Yu's eyelashes clearly, and he could sense the heat of his breath.
Xie Sui suddenly smiled and winked at him, like a tacit suggestion.
Song Yu was slightly stunned, rarely seeing such youthful movements from Xie Sui, fresh and bright, like Lin Wuchenfeng.
Xie Sui took out a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer, surrounded by noisy reading sounds, he wrote a line to Song Yu.
[Tell me what was bothering me just now?]
Xie Sui's handwriting is very beautiful, clear and elegant, but his writing is very deep.
Song Yu glanced at him in confusion, so the reward he wanted was the answer to this question
what does it mean.
But a lot of things are not told in words, but they are reassuring to write. Holding the pen, Song Yu thought about it and wrote a reply.
[I don't like our class teacher very much.]
Seeing the answer, Xie Sui held the pen and laughed softly.
With Song Yu's background, it is not difficult to change a teacher in Jingcheng. An Ou Yilian, is it worth his trouble
he writes.
[so?]
Song Yu thought, "So I have to find a way to get her away", but in Xie Sui's heart, he was already a bastard who was ignorant and could only fight. He had to save his image.
[So I have to study hard and hit her in the face.]
It's just that when his note was halfway through, it was cut off by the language teacher.
The Chinese teacher came to supervise the early reading. Xie Sui's family was top-notch, and most of the average grades for a class depended on him. Naturally, he was the focus of every teacher's heart.
As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Song Yu harassing Xie Sui by passing notes. The language teacher frowned, walked over slowly, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Early reading, early reading, if you don't read it aloud, what is early reading? Let me see."
As soon as the teacher entered, the whole class fell silent, put down the textbook, and looked over here.
"No, nothing."
There were bad words about the head teacher, how could Song Yu let him see that, his expression changed, and he subconsciously tugged, and as a result, the paper was torn, and half of it was torn off.
The language teacher held the last half and read aloud: "So I have to study hard and hit her in the face?"
The whole class burst into laughter.
Song Yu: "..."
The language teacher was stunned, but he didn't expect Song Yu to still have this consciousness, "Who are you going to hit in the face?"
Song Yu's expression was slightly stiff.
Xie Sui next to him had already helped him clear the siege, raised his hand, and said with a smile, "hit me in the face."
The language teacher's eyes narrowed, she must not believe it, this "she" is not "he", but the matter between the students, the point is to stop, this age has to save face.
He didn't force Song Yu to hand over the rest. He frowned and said, "Don't pass notes when you read in the morning, stay at the same table all day long, and you have nothing to say."
The rest of the class laughed hard.
Song Yu: "..."
After the teacher left, Ma Xiaoding couldn't stop laughing, and then asked Song Yu: "Brother Yu, it's still a few weeks before the monthly exam, you have already started to declare war on Xie Shen?"
Song Yu glared at him angrily: "Yes!"
Xi Bowen took the pen as a microphone and put it next to Xie Sui: "Ask Xie God, what do you think in the face of the provocation from the school tyrants from City A."
Xie Sui hooked her lips: "It's an honor."
Ma Xiaoding applauded: "My brother Yu is a bully, a school tyrant with both hands, and a double father in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School."
Song Yuzhen was a scumbag and a fake scholar, and became angry: "Shut up."
The monthly exam is a relatively important thing for Song Yu in high school, and he needs to explain to Song Dad and Song Mom in City A. If he takes the 350 exam again, I'm afraid his parents will think that he is inexperienced in Jingcheng, and he doesn't know what to do, so he might as well go back and feel at ease under his eyes.
When the early reading was over, and when the homework was collected, Song Yu realized that he forgot to bring it.
The representative of the Chinese class is the girl who asked the question about the domain last time. She is beautiful and has a very gentle personality: "I can wait for you, do you want to go back and get it now? Time should be too late."
Song Yu lived in the teacher's apartment, and it took half an hour to go back and forth. He remembered that this assignment was only three hundred words, so he might as well write a temporary copy: "Thank you, class representative, I will write another copy, what is the content. "
It was the first time for the representative of the Chinese class to communicate with him. At first, his spirit was tense. After finding that Song Yu's words were so approachable, he was confused and joyful. He blushed and said softly, "No thanks, no thanks, the content is the plan for the new semester. and plans."
Song Yu: "Okay."
what he wrote yesterday...
Oh, he copied it online yesterday.
Although Song Yu worked hard to be a scholar, writing in a diary was never his forte.
"Show me yours."
Song Yu tilted his head to ask for help from his roommate.
Xie Sui refused with a smile: "I'm afraid it won't work. I have nothing to learn from you."
Song Yu: "They're all fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students, what do you mean? Look down on people?"
Xie Sui couldn't resist him, and handed over the paper on the table.
Song Yu glanced at it, his eyes darkened with anger.
Xie Sui's new semester plan didn't have 300 words at all, maybe even 30 characters.
There is a clear line at the top of the book:
Help my roommate win the first place in the city
Song Yu: "..."
He was so presumptuous because of his good grades, the language teacher wouldn't take him.
Song Yu was very dissatisfied with his plan: "You want to help me surpass you?"
Xie Sui: "Well."
Song Yu: "Then there is nothing else?"
Xie Sui smiled: "yes, my plan for this semester is only you."
Song Yu: "..."
The representative of the Chinese class who was waiting to receive homework: "!!!"
After asking a question last time and being smashed by the indifferent school grass, she became a CP fan herself.
What is it now
Is the main online candy
Can you be smart without trying? Song Yu was bubbling sour, and decided to educate him: "How can you do this, do you want to study hard, do you want to take the A major?!"
Xie Sui ignored his anger and said with a smile, "Why don't you write soon?"
Only then did Song Yu remember that the class representative was still waiting for him, and he tilted his head and said, "Wait, give me fifteen minutes."
The class representative couldn't hold back his smile: "It's okay, I can hand it in again in the next class, you and thank God take your time."
I'd love to wait another hour! !
Xie Sui looked at his bitterness and hatred, and said kindly, "Can I give you some ideas?"
Song Yu's eyes lit up: "For example."
Xie Sui: "The first goal is to be a school bully first."
Song Yu: "...Shut up."
The appointment at the Book Mountain Tower on Friday had developed to this point, and Song Yu should not have to accept it. I blame myself for being cheap on the day of the summer vacation. I clicked on the No. 1 China Forum and made countless enemies. There is Gao Feng today, and there may be Feng Gao tomorrow. Might as well just get a school bully identity, Megatron Quartet.
So why did he want to be this troll in the first place - but if it wasn't for his dad calling him out of nowhere and making an appointment for a month's test, how could he be so angry and go trolling.
So, Dad, it's all your fault if your son doesn't study hard to become a school bully.
You are back.
The post "Decisive Battle on the Top of the Mountain of Books" has been at the top of the list these days.
Especially after "your husband Yu Ge" replied, it pushed the atmosphere to a climax.
High school sophomore, class fifteen.
It was the first time that Gao Feng received so many people's attention, and he was overexcited. Sitting in the classroom, facing a group of people's inquiries, he had a blast.
"Actually, I didn't worry about it. Song Yu looked like a little girl, and she probably fell down with the touch of a finger."
"There's no need, sigh, I didn't close my eyes when this matter was so big, hahahahaha."
Saying "no need", his mouth was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth.
After dyeing his hair back, Chen Zhijie, who was sitting in the last row doing his homework, sneered.
When Gao Feng heard it, he turned around and said triumphantly, "What are you laughing at? Were you as majestic as me when you were the school bully?"
Chen Zhijie didn't say a word.
Looking at him with pity, like looking at a stupid idiot who doesn't know it.
Gao Feng was angry: "What kind of eyes do you want to fight?"
Chen Zhijie ignored him and got up to hand in his homework.
Stupid people have stupid blessings, stupid people don't.
Gao Feng sat on his seat and cursed.
There was a lot of quarrel in the classroom, and now it is basically believed that Song Yu is the troll of Yu Mou.
The girls kept rolling their eyes.
Out of place was a girl sitting by the window. She has long black and beautiful hair, draped vertically behind her. Under the school uniform jacket is an expensive white dress. She has fair skin, light makeup, and has a good temperament. People's secret love objects, including Chen Zhijie.
"Xinxin, have you read that post?"
There was a girl with freckles on her front table, she came over to talk to her deliberately, and she couldn't hide her flattery in her eyes.
Bai Xuexin glanced at her.
The freckled girl continued: "I heard that Song Yu is 80% likely to be Brother Yu! Wow! I didn't expect Brother Yu, who is so fierce on the Internet, to be so delicate and cute in reality!"
Bai Xuexin also knew something about the forum, but in her opinion, they were all naive and funny, like a child shopping around the house.
She holds her own identity, and feels that her vision is different from that of girls of this age.
"It's just a sprayer, worthy of attention?"
Bai Xuexin said lightly.
The freckled girl smiled awkwardly, made fun of herself, and turned her head away.
Bai Xuexin lowered her head and dug out the text message on her phone. From her aunt who married into the Xu family in City A.
[Xinxin, do you know a man named Xie Sui in your school? You'd better get closer to him, this boy's identity is not simple.]
The Bai family's status in Jingcheng is not bad, but it is still nothing compared to the huge giants in City A.
If the aunts who marry into the Xu family can say that their identity is not simple, then it is really not simple.
And I heard that she is the new school grass, really, she is a perfect match.
Bai Xuexin raised the corners of her lips happily.
At night, in the room, Song Yu was facing the computer, thinking about the wording of the report. As a last resort, he still doesn't like to use the Meng family's power to deal with school affairs. As soon as he came here, he met the top class teacher and passed it on to his father. It is estimated that it was another phone call to urge him to go home.
Song Yu felt that Ou Yilian would be sorry for the profession of a people's teacher if she didn't purify her mind again, and she would definitely delay more people in the future.
Thinking of the book, Xie Sui was frantically harassed by Wang Ci, and even considered a personal insult, while Ou Yilian's eyes were half open, and everything was said to be the attitude of her classmates.
Song Yu was angry.
When he was half-dead with rage.
An email suddenly appeared on the computer.
The sender is anonymous.
When I clicked on it, it was a document, Ou Yilian's previous teaching experience, and a few screenshots, a self-report of a female student who was forced out of depression by her and attempted suicide several times.
Song Yu was stunned. Ou Yilian turned out to be more than he thought? !