The principal also turned his eyes and saw Song Yu, surprised: "Yu... Song Yu, why are you late?"
The dean said angrily: "He said he was late for justice."
Song Yu's eyes fell on Qin Mo for only a second and then moved away. He said to the principal with a smile: "Well, it's not just for the sake of righteousness, but also to win glory for the school."
The head teacher gritted his teeth in anger.
The principal sighed, thinking of his illness, and shook his head: "Hey, you... don't be late next time." Then he turned his head to the dean and said, "Mr. Tian, students at this age also need face, and the punishment for standing still delays early reading. Time, tell them to go back first and write a review."
The dean of education still listened to the principal's words, but he was still unhappy with the group of late students. He turned his head and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Give me an eight-hundred-character review for one person! Being late and truancy, causing trouble and fighting, are you like students? Come to school. If you don't study hard, you will be worthy of your parents by taking the test one by one and counting backwards?"
Song Yu was dissatisfied when he heard this, and raised his hand: "Teacher, I am eighty-eighth in the monthly exam."
One of the most bragging things about his coming to Jingcheng No. 1.
No one is allowed to not know!
Teacher Tian glared at him fiercely, you are the only one.
Qin Mo watched from the beginning to the end, his smile was clear and gentle, and he looked polite.
The principal remembered that the two were from City A and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Qin Mo said lightly, "I'm not familiar with it."
The principal didn't think badly, and said happily: "It seems that I have seen it before. The second-year teaching building and the first-year teaching building are not far away, so we can be friends."
Qin Mo smiled and said nothing.
After disbanding, Song Yu strode to the teaching building with the book, Ren Wenhan trotted to catch up with Song Yu with his schoolbag, panting: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu."
When Song Yu went upstairs, he stopped and looked down at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
Ren Wenhan's fair face was a little red, and his eyes were watery and a little shy hidden under the lenses. He flipped through his schoolbag, handed him a bottle of milk, and whispered, "Thank you."
His fingers were trembling, and he looked very embarrassed.
Song Yu thought to himself: wow, this guy is really shy.
He felt that if he refused, this man's eyes might turn red like a rabbit again, so he took the milk with understanding, "You're welcome."
Ren Wenhan smiled shyly, then walked away with his schoolbag in his arms.
Song Yu entered a class with a bottle of milk. The noisy classroom that had been studying for self-study earlier was quiet for a second the moment he entered.
Holding the book in one hand and the milk in the other, Song Yu sat down.
Ma Xiaoding was depressed: "Brother Yu, why did you leave alone today? I have a lot of questions to ask you."
Song Yu rolled his eyes, just not wanting to answer your nonsense questions.
Xi Bowen's eyes fell on Song Yu's hand, "Hey, when did Brother Yu start drinking milk in the morning?"
Song Yu didn't care: "He helped a little boy, a gift from someone."
Ma Xiaoding gave a wow and took the lead in applauding: "How can there be such a handsome and good-looking man like Brother Yu in this world!"
Song Yu ignored him, the seat next to him was empty, tilted his head and asked, "Where's Xie Sui?"
Xi Bowen explained: "Xie Shen was called over by the head teacher. There are always teachers who are in the first grade."
"Oh."
Song Yu inserted the straw into the milk bottle, sucked the warm milk, and stared at the blackboard, a little absent-minded.
Although they spoke calmly when chatting online, nothing happened to each other.
But he was still like a bull's horn, drilling on Xie Sui's word "like".
Want to kiss you, like you, is instinct - what do you mean.
Even if Xie Sui's heart is partial to Xie Sui's fear and lack of love as in the book, and he is too grateful to him, he said this, but he didn't really like him.
But when he was face-to-face with the real person on Monday, he was thinking again, and even a little confused.
How should I treat Xie Sui in the future? How to correct his misunderstanding
When the bell rang after class, Xie Sui just came back from the office.
Song Yu just held the milk bottle and stared at him, inch by inch, familiar face, eyelashes, bridge of nose, lips, familiar cold and alienated.
But after hearing his confession, there was a difference in how he looked at it.
His gaze met a pair of dark, deep eyes.
Xie Sui stared at him and smiled lightly: "Is this count cleared?"
Song Yu bit the straw and was stunned.
He drank milk with a little milky white around his lips, and looked at Xie Sui with slightly deep eyes.
Song Yu looked embarrassed. Last time, I could answer naturally and calmly when I counted my eyelashes, but this time, a hint of embarrassment surged from the depths of my heart.
Xie Sui raised her eyebrows, but asked, "When did you start drinking milk?"
Song Yu didn't answer yet.
Ma Xiaoding has already said: "A little boy repays his kindness, tsk, my brother Yu is really kind, just likes to be brave and help the weak."
Song Yu was in a complicated mood and corrected himself: "It's not always."
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, don't be humble."
Xie Sui seemed to be concerned about this issue, and said casually: "What did you help that person?"
Song Yu didn't dare to stare into his eyes when he spoke: "I helped him drive away a group of thirteen middle school gangsters."
Xie Sui was silent for a while, then laughed, unable to hear his anger and anger: "What a coincidence."
Song Yu: "What?"
"Once you also helped me drive away a group of gangsters."
Xie Sui's eyes were bottomless, and she asked lightly, "Are you being so kind to everyone?"
Song Yu could sense that Xie Sui's current mood was definitely not happy.
And Ma Xiaoding, as a professional who has been cheating on him for ten years, certainly lives up to his expectations: "Thank God, you are the only one of us who is the least qualified to ask this question, okay, Brother Yu has worked hard to be at the same table with you. To you It's good for all to see!" Xi Bowen pouted at this time: "Thank God for being good to Brother Yu, and the whole class can see it."
Song Yu gritted his teeth, and finally, under his cold gaze, the two tablemates who sang one by one silently shut up, put up the Chinese book, and began to memorize the text.
Xie Sui said, "talk?"
Song Yu muffled: "There's nothing to talk about."
Xie Sui chuckled lightly and stopped talking, but his last line of sight made Song Yu's back straight.
Song Yu frowned.
Depressedly thinking - let's stay away first, he was so kind to Xie Sui that he mistakenly thought he liked it. Stay away and let him think more clearly!
In this day's class, Song Yu was especially serious in his class, with his eyes straight and upright.
Ma Xiaoding's nerves didn't notice that something was wrong, but Xi Bowen frowned and bumped into Ma Xiaoding's arm: "Do you think there is something wrong between Brother Yu and Xie Shen?"
Ma Xiaoding: "Ah? Where?"
Xi Bowen sighed in disgust for iron.
Song Yu was doing a question, and he did a final question. No matter how he calculated it, it was wrong, and he couldn't understand one step after looking at the answer. Subconsciously, I wanted to ask Xie Sui, but before the words in my throat could be said, I immediately shut up. After inexplicably started not to speak, it was particularly embarrassing to speak again.
So turning around, Song Yu put the practice questions on Xi Bowen's desk, and took a stroke: "Tell me about this step."
Xi Bowen: "???" This is the first time he has been questioned by Brother Yu, what should I do
Ma Xiaoding: "???" No, brother Yu, don't you have a first-class private tutor? So why don't the scholars of Niubi ask
Song Yu: "Take a look, will you?"
Xi Bowen's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Although Xie Sui didn't look over or looked back, he just felt that the air was a little colder.
I dare not answer this question.
Xi Bowen wanted to cry without tears: "Brother Yu, you'd better ask God to thank God."
Song Yu: "Oh." He took it back, didn't say anything, and studied by himself in silence.
After doing this, Ma Xiaoding finally reacted, "Fuck, I really don't talk anymore. Isn't it good for early self-study?"
Xi Bowen soothed his little heart: "I just told you that you don't believe it. Now I see it. I'm also depressed."
Ma Xiaoding opened his mouth wide, something strung up in his mind instantly, so frightened that the book didn't hold onto his face firmly: "No way, is it really that secret?"
Bowen Xi pricked up his ears and lowered his voice: "What?"
Ma Xiaoding looked pained: "Thank God for making Brother Yu cry, you know?"
Xi Bowen: "… "
Song Yu walked directly to the apartment with the book after class, and even quickened his pace when he got down from the teaching building, walking faster and faster. After entering the corridor, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his arm was suddenly grabbed and pulled back.
The tall figure approached, Xie Sui's words were cold: "Why are you hiding from me?"
The corridor is very narrow, and the two people's breaths are intertwined. Song Yu took a step back and leaned against the wall, feeling that the whole person was suffocating.
Xie Sui smiled, but her eyes were slightly cold, "Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
How could Song Yu admit that such a naive cold war was caused by himself, he stumbled and changed the subject: "This, what's the explanation?"
Xie Sui said lightly, "Didn't you say that nothing happened?"
Song Yu choked, and didn't know how to tell him how he felt: "Sorry, I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. I want to stay away from you first, give you enough time, and let you calm down."
Xie Sui's eyes were dark and she smiled: "I'm very calm."
Song Yu: "..."
Song Yu broke the jar and closed his eyes: "I won't calm down!"
After speaking, he ran directly up the stairs, stepping over the third step, almost escaping.
I don't know if his words were useful, or if Xie Sui was also annoyed by him.
Anyway, that's the atmosphere.
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
The room between the two seemed to return to the feeling of strangers, even stranger than before the water. Xie Sui regained the cold temperament that strangers should not be near. He used to smile, but now he has no expressions, and his eyes are inadvertently swept away. Pass him, but also with a coolness.
Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen: Trembling, afraid to speak.
Once people care about something, they will be infinitely magnified. Song Yu actually felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. He wanted the two to stay away first, but he ended up making trouble with a couple. The more he wants to ignore it, the more he will care. For example, when he endorsed the letter, Xie Sui was writing, and the rustling of the pen was particularly provocative.
"Song Yu, let's talk about it, choose A or B for the last multiple-choice question."
All the spirit of the class went to Xie Suina.
Song Yu was woken up when he was suddenly shouted to answer the question.
The chemistry teacher noticed that he was distracted and called him up on purpose.
Song Yu pulled the corner of his lower lip and looked at the aluminum calculation problem: "I..."
He didn't hear a word just now, how could he know the answer. Xie Sui was indeed his nemesis!
"A."
A cold voice sounded in my ears.
Song Yu was stunned and lowered his head, but saw that Xie Sui didn't look at him, looked up at the blackboard, and his face was stern.
You say A is A? A nameless fire surged from his heart, Song Yu: "I choose B!"
The whole class sucked in a breath of cold air.
The chemistry teacher stared wide-eyed, took the blackboard to wipe on the blackboard, and hated that iron is not steel: "You still choose B? I just talked about the chemical properties of aluminum for 20 minutes, didn't you listen? Aluminum is as basic as an amphoteric metal. Don't you know? Don't always look at your deskmate in class, listen carefully, and look at me!"
Whole class: "Uh".
Song Yu: "..."
Hold.
The last physical education class was occupied by Lao Cheng, treated as a class class, and briefly talked about a lecture in the auditorium at night.
"In high school, everyone faced some problems more or less, between parents, old time, and classmates. In this lecture, Mr. Zhang from the psychological counseling room gave a speech for everyone. At seven o'clock in the evening, listen to them all. I will be there. I will be named, please be careful." Originally, the physical education class was occupied, and everyone was quite critical, but as soon as the evening self-study was washed away by the lecture, he became excited again.
In order to avoid Xie Sui, he didn't go back to the apartment for dinner. In a shop in the back street, he had Malatang with Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen.
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, what happened to you and Xie Shen?"
Song Yu: "Nothing."
Ma Xiaoding can't believe it: "The reason you quarreled was because of what happened that night in the Internet cafe? God, did thank God accidentally do something to you in the dark? Did he beat you?"
Song Yu put a bunch of fish balls in his mouth: "Shut up."
There was a table of girls next to her, a sophomore in high school, who was enthusiastically discussing the new transfer students.
"There is a handsome guy in the first class. He is really handsome, tall and handsome, with a gentle temperament, and he smiles at everyone."
"I've seen it once, it's so gentle, it's the one I like."
"Don't think about it, it seems to be from City A. You can't imagine that you have a good family background, and you can't climb high. Just take a look."
"Hey, why are the handsome guys so hard to chase these days?"
Song Yu bit a bunch of kelp, his expression was cold, Qin Mo really used to hide himself with a gentle appearance.
Xi Bowen wiped his foggy glasses with a piece of paper, and asked cautiously, "Brother Yu, when will you and Xie Shen be reconciled?" Actually, he wanted to ask, Brother Yu, when will you not be angry. Because I always felt that between these two people, Xie Shen didn't take the quarrel seriously, and it was Brother Yu who kept holding it back.
Song Yu stared at him coldly: "We didn't quarrel again."
Xi Bowen: "..." Yes, you are not quarreling, but having fun.
There was a psychology lecture in the evening. Song Yu went back to class first and planned to take a set of homework and take a look. Of course, Ma Xiaoding followed Pidianpidian and kept pushing.
Thank God for his absence, let him dispatch Brother Yu's loneliness.
When they got to the classroom, there was no one here, there was only one girl with a familiar name, Lin Shuangqiu. Lin Shuangqiu was obviously stunned when he saw them, and then he smiled in surprise: "Brother Yu! My God, what a coincidence."
Song Yu stood at the door and was a little stunned by her bright eyes, barely maintaining her expression: "What's the matter."
Lin Shuangqiu laughed with two tiger teeth, his eyes were as bright as the hairpins in his hair, and he quickly took out a pink envelope from his schoolbag. She smiled embarrassedly and said, "I was just asked to send a love letter, and I rushed to the class with no one to meet you. It's a coincidence. God is really helping that girl."
Ma Xiaoding clicked his tongue twice and whistled happily.
Song Yu's eyes fell on the envelope in her hand.
A touch of pink, with green vines circling around the edge, with roses blooming, there seems to be a scent. The six words "Give to my husband Yu Ge" are beautiful and playful, and they are full of girls' thoughts.
Lin Shuangqiu said, "A girl from Class 5 gave it to me. She knows me, and I am too embarrassed to refuse it." She covered her face: "Fortunately, thank God is not here, otherwise I don't know if I have the courage to give it away."
This is the first time Song Yu has received a love letter.
It's quite strange to say, obviously he is handsome and handsome, Xie Sui is full of love letters, and he has never had peach blossoms.
Of course, Song Yu didn't particularly care about this.
Ma Xiaoding coaxed: "Brother Yu! I think it's okay!"
Song Yu returned the love letter and said, "I don't think so."
Lin Shuangqiu blinked: "Brother Yu?"
Song Yu said, "I can't take it, and I don't want to keep it or keep it. It's embarrassing. You should return it to her."
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, you hurt people's hearts too much."
Song Yu was only stunned for a second, then quickly reacted, and said in a casual tone: "Tell her, although you may not meet someone better than me in the future, but being able to like me proves that she has good eyesight. That's all, I have already Very proud and happy. Tell her not to be sad."
Ma Xiaoding: "???"
Lin Shuangqiu couldn't help laughing: "Good husband."
Song Yu: "...don't call your sister indiscriminately."
On the way to the auditorium, Ma Xiaoding chatted endlessly: "Brother Yu is still strong, I will accept it if you want. But it is also, Brother Yu, you should be liked by many people since you were a child. You are so easy to reject people."
Song Yu was taken aback.
It is easy to reject people.
He frowned, his clear pupils confused for a moment.
So, why does he need so much time to calm down
The auditorium is very large, and it can accommodate three grade groups. They are sorted by grade, and the freshman sits at the front.
Now that the lecture has not started, a few girls are sitting and chatting.
Liang Yingying said, "Are you preconceived, why do I think Qin Mo is good."
Jiang Chunian was drinking milk tea: "It's not good at all, hypocrisy is dead, vomit."
Liang Yingying's eyes widened: "What kind of stimulation did you get?"
Before Jiang Chunian began to speak, he looked away, and almost choked on the pearls in the milk tea, "Is that thank God!" They followed their line of sight, Xie Sui was sitting in the far corner, leaning slightly beside him. A girl with slightly curly long hair, a light blue v-neck dress, revealing her delicate collarbone. Snow White.
Song Yu walked to their row, and before he sat down, he heard Jiang Chunian's shout: "Brother Yu, come on, pay the bill to seduce your man, ahhh, same table."
Song Yu: "..." Could you let him be quiet for a while
Liang Yingying: "..." Who is paying the bill for nothing