It feels good to pretend to be a top student, but you will end up in the crematorium during the monthly exam.
In order to avoid being embarrassed, Song Yu pulled out a physics paper and began to study mechanics again.
Ma Xiaoding is a person who can’t sit still. Seeing Song Yu change to a workbook for the required physics course, he was very excited: “Brother Yu, have you finally given up math?”
Song Yu opened the first chapter and felt that there was something wrong with his words. He pulled the corner of his lip and said, "Be more respectful. What do you mean by giving up?"
Ma Xiaoding finally realized that Brother Yu was also a top student in City A, and immediately felt inferior to him: "Oh, I'm stupid! Brother Yu is so awesome, he must have mastered it thoroughly."
Xi Bowen was very interested: "Brother Yu, do you have any method to recommend for learning mathematics?"
Song Yu raised his eyes. Although he was not a top student in his previous life, his grades were not bad either. He perfunctorily said something that was old-fashioned but really practical: "Take notes seriously in class, learn to summarize, and be good at generalizing. Ask if you don't understand. Don't leave any knowledge gaps."
Otherwise you will have a hard time in your senior year of high school.
Ma Xiaoding was dissatisfied: "Brother Yu, it's the same as if you didn't say anything."
Song Yu rolled his eyes: "Then you are hopeless!"
Xie Sui paused and smiled.
I thought Song Yu would come up with some incredible learning method. After all, he was a person who challenged Lagrange after graduating from junior high school. I didn't expect him to be so conventional.
Ma Xiaoding was still talking: "If you ask me, mathematics is really anti-human. Functions, in particular, are simply the world's greatest malice towards me. I bent down to pick up a pen in junior high school, and I never understood this lesson again."
Xi Bowen was speechless and complained: "Then how did you get into No. 1 Middle School?"
Ma Xiaoding was a little proud and puffed out his chest: "I'm good at Chinese! Haven't you seen a nerd who is good at only one subject?"
Xi Bowen: “…”
And I’m good at Chinese.
Just those ten years you spent in a state of confusion between life and death, with Huang on your left and Cang on your right?
Ma Xiaoding couldn't stop talking about this: "Although I usually look like a bunch of idiots, I am still an artistic youth at heart. I especially like to recite poems. If I were in ancient times, I would be the kind of swordsman who recites a poem every time I kill someone, punishing evil and promoting good, which is awesome and cool."
"Let me recite a few songs for you..."
Ma Xiaoding grabbed his desk mate and started his solo show.
Xi Bowen: “…”
He felt that if he continued to listen to him recite, his language would be too dangerous to memorize ancient poems.
Ignoring them no longer, Song Yu began to study quietly.
After spending an evening self-study class doing a physics test, he found enough confidence.
“I think my talent may be in physics.”
After checking the answers and closing the pen cap, Song Yu sighed.
He handed over the test paper and put his pen on the last question of mechanics in the unit test.
"Look, I can even answer this last question. Isn't that impressive?"
Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him.
He actually didn't know what was the point of Song Yu doing this, doing the questions randomly without any rules or plans.
But when he met Song Yu's eyes, which were sparkling like the color of falling stars, some words rolled around in his throat and then went back.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the paper.
Song Yu was taking a high school mechanics unit test paper. The last question was about the principle of leverage.
Song Yu asked: "Is it amazing?"
Xie Sui stared at him and said slowly, "Great."
Song Yu sighed, becoming more and more proud: "It turns out that my talent lies in physics."
Xie Sui suddenly remembered the replies he saw when he tracked Song Yu's IP before school started. He smiled and said, "No, I think your talent lies in arguing."
Song Yu: "......???"
At this time, the bell rang.
Ou Yilian hurriedly explained everything and said, "Tomorrow we will have a day off. There will be a welcome ceremony in the evening. The class will gather at 7pm and then go to the auditorium. Remember not to be late."
"Okay, get out of class is over, Song Yu, come to my office."
Song Yu was confused after being cueed for no apparent reason.
Ma Xiaoding was also stunned: "Brother Yu, do you want me to wait for you?"
Song Yu picked up his book and sneered, "One of us lives in the south and the other in the north of the school. Why are you waiting for me?"
Ma Xiaoding said "oh" twice, looking back every few steps: "Then take good care of yourself."
Ou Yilian watched Song Yu get up with the book in his arms. He frowned, showing obvious disdain. Without saying a word, she walked towards the office in her high heels.
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In the office.
Ou Yilian didn't even look at Song Yu, she just looked at the list, "Song Yu, right? I heard from the principal that you are a special student and need special treatment?"
Although Ou Yilian’s character in "Gentle Control" is not commendable, she is still a teacher after all, and she has not done anything out of line.
Song Yu would not embarrass her.
After hearing this, he shook his head and said, "No, no need for special treatment. Thank you, teacher."
Ou Yilian had a blank expression on her face. She drew twice with a red pen in her hand and said, "How about I move your seat to the side of the podium? You have a special body condition and need some quiet time. Without the noise of your deskmate, you can calm down more."
Song Yu: “…”
Song Yu had a blank expression on his face: "Isn't there no seat next to the podium?"
Ou Yilian: "I can arrange one specifically for you."
Song Yu smiled: "Thank you, teacher, but my lungs are not good."
Ou Yilian put down her pen with a big movement, frowned, and clearly showed her annoyance to Song Yu.
Her tone was cold: "Xie Sui got in with the highest score in the city. Don't you feel pressured sitting next to him?"
Song Yu asked back, "Then Wang Ci will feel no pressure sitting next to him?"
Ou Yilian's thoughts were exposed, so she didn't say anything and just stared at him.
Song Yu's eyes were clear and dark, and when there was no smile at all, he looked perverse and cold: "Teacher, you called me to the office just to let me give up my seat to Wang Ci?"
Ou Yilian avoided the topic and said coldly: "Song Yu, this is the attitude you told the teacher. Do you act like a student?"
Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to her and took out his phone: "Since he is Xie Sui's deskmate, and you also said that students can make their own arrangements, why don't you ask his wishes."
Ou Yilian was furious: "It's my business to talk to him, it's none of your business. What we are talking about now is your attitude. The teacher just wanted you to change seats, but you got angry with me. You are so good, why don't you change classes? I don't want to care about people like you. Anyway, you will be a scum of society after I get involved."
Song Yu didn't want to negotiate with her and just pointed at a few numbers.
"beep--"
The call tone rang.
Song Yu handed her the phone: "Talk to the principal about the class transfer."
All of Ou Yilian's words were choked in her throat.
His gaze was fixed on Song Yu, as if he wanted to tear off a layer of skin.
She laughed angrily: "You are threatening me. Do you think I can't do anything to you?"
Song Yu smiled.
The call is connected.
The principal said kindly, "Why did Yu Yu call suddenly?"
Ou Yilian was stunned for a moment, then her tone changed and she said aggrievedly: "Principal, it's me, Teacher Ou, Song Yu's head teacher."
Principal: "Oh, Mr. Ou, what's wrong?"
Ou Yilian's tone was as if she had suffered a great injustice: "Principal, I can't control this student. I just called him over and asked him about the seat, and he got angry at me and even called you to threaten me. I have been teaching for so many years, and I have never seen such a perverse student. He is in poor health, and I dare not say anything harsh to him. How can I continue to teach this student if I can't beat him or scold him? Let's find a more capable teacher to teach him."
The principal was silent for a long time.
"Yu Yu is not in good health, please take care of him."
Teacher Ou complained: "Principal, it's not that I don't take responsibility, it's that he looks down on me from the bottom of his heart and doesn't respect my work. Have you ever seen a student who got into a fight with a teacher on the first day of school?"
Principal: "Give the phone to Yu Yu."
Song Yu looked at her coldly as she evaded the main point and made a false accusation. She took the phone and said, "Hello, Principal."
Ou Yilian stared at him with a sneer.
Song Yu lowered her eyes, looking particularly well-behaved.
Glancing at Ou Yilian's expression, the corners of his lips curled up playfully.
"No, I think Class 1 is good, and Teacher Ou is also good."
"There are no plans to change shifts for the time being."
"She wanted me to sit next to the podium, but I didn't want to, so she started scolding me and said I would be a social outcast in the future."
Ou Yilian's smile froze.
The principal was obviously angry: "Teacher Ou, is what Yu Yu said true?"
Ou Yilian was in great pain: "Principal, this child, ah, this child took my words out of context. I was worried about his health and wanted to keep him under my eyes, so I said to arrange him to the podium. After asking for his opinion, he started to argue with me. Isn't it that I love him deeply and criticize him harshly? I treat every student as my own child. Seeing that he is stubborn, I speak a little harshly, but it is all for his own good. But maybe he understands that I am mean to him and don't like him. This knot has already been formed in my heart, and I have my own pain, so I don't want to say more. For his own good and for my own good, Principal, you should change this child to another class."
After a long silence, the principal's words came out.
"Yu Yu just said that he likes you and Class 1. He doesn't want to leave, so you should let him stay. And Teacher Ou, you can't just say anything for his good. You have your own way of educating, but please also consider the child's ability to bear it."
"Yu Yu was born with poor health, so please take good care of her. Don't cry in front of me over every little thing."
Ou Yilian was dumbfounded.
Song Yu held his reference book and smiled.
The phone is busy.
Ou Yilian's expression was red, blue, black and red, and it was very beautiful.
Song Yu smiled gracefully: "Teacher Ou, it's been three years. Please give me more guidance."
I will definitely become the most distinctive part of your teaching history - teaching you how to be a human being.
Ou Yilian was so angry that her pen almost scratched the roster. She frantically flipped through Song Yu's information. After reading it over and over, she found that she was just an ordinary working-class family - so just because of a disease? So many privileges?
She didn't know how to explain to Wang Ci, and she lost another opportunity to curry favor with the Wang family. She was so angry that she gnashed her teeth.
"Okay, let's change seats after the next monthly exam. See if you can still sit next to Xie Sui."
Song Yu put the phone away and smiled: "Okay, goodbye, teacher."
I can’t say for sure whether you will still be in this class next time.
He couldn't understand why Xie Sui had to deal with such a person among so many knowledgeable and amiable class teachers in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.
Stupid and vicious. Also, considering her IQ and character, did she really get her teacher's certificate on her own?
Song Yu left the office, went downstairs, and saw Xie Sui under the street light.
Xie Sui was squatting, teasing a wild cat with his fingers, a cold light flowing across his profile, thick eyelashes, and light-colored lips, making him look noble and cold.
Song Yu was stunned: "Are you waiting for me?"
Xie Sui stood up and didn't deny it. He just smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Do you want to go eat something?"
Song Yu was indeed a little hungry, so he nodded.
Ask as you walk.
"Aren't you going back to the dormitory first?"
"I live in the same apartment as you, so it's on the way."
Oh shit!
Song Yu's eyes widened.
"How come you moved in?"
Xie Sui said calmly: "It was arranged by the principal."
Song Yu understood. The best treatment in the city? A dedicated single room since the first year of high school.
Wait, is this setting in the original book? Damn, he has such a bad memory, he forgot.
Song Yu didn't plan to tell Xie Sui about Ou Yilian. Since I have decided to help him get rid of the nightmare of his previous life, he doesn't need to know about such a dark head teacher.
The back street of the school is a snack street. Many shops are closed at this time, but the barbecue stalls are doing a booming business. The grilled squid is sizzling and the aroma wafts across the street.
Song Yu was very excited: "One skewer of grilled gluten, one portion of grilled rice cake, one portion of grilled leeks, and a pair of grilled wings..."
Xie Sui stopped him helplessly: "That's enough, don't eat too much at night." He turned to the stall owner and said: "Just give him roasted gluten and roasted rice cakes."
Song Yu curled the corner of his mouth and let him do as he pleased.
The stall owner yelled in dissatisfaction: "Young man, do you think you can take care of your girlfriend?"
Song Yu has already moved to buy oden. Xie Sui, who was left behind, smiled playfully upon hearing this, his dark eyes unable to reveal his emotions.
"Are they similar?"
The stall owner’s business was cut in half, and he rolled his eyes and complained: “It looks like it! How can it not look like it!”
When Song Yu came back with the oden, the rice cakes and vegetables were already baked. Since his hands were busy, he gave the book to Xie Sui first.
Eating fish balls while walking on the tree-lined avenue of No. 1 Middle School. Thinking of the evening study session, Song Yu suddenly found it interesting. He chewed something and asked vaguely, "Are you really afraid that I will surpass you?"
Xie Sui didn't follow his train of thought: "What?"
Song Yu: "It's the best in the city."
Looking at his bright eyes with a smile. Xie Sui suddenly remembered the way he gritted his teeth while doing the questions.
I felt amused in my heart, lowered my eyes and looked at him quietly: "I'm scared——"
He drawled.
Looking at Song Yu's slowly growing surprised expression, he slowly said the rest of the words, teasingly.
"I'm afraid you'll cry."
Song Yu: “???” Throwing the stick into the trash can, he couldn’t believe it: “Do you think I’d be the kind of man who cries over math?”
He would be willing to do so if crying would give him extra ten points, but the key is that math, physics and chemistry don't believe in tears.
Xie Sui changed the subject: "Do you care about studying?"
Song Yu was reminded of something sad. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's not me who cares, it's my dad who cares. He threatened me that if I don't study hard, I will go home to farm. He wants me to be in the top 100 in the grade in the monthly exam. I got 350 in the high school entrance exam. Doesn't he think too highly of me?"
Xie Sui remembered that Song Yu had an older brother. The burden of the Song family will not fall on him. The Song family can be said to be pampering this sickly little son.
Perhaps only such endless love and care can nurture such a pure, kind and sincere soul.
but.
Xie Sui lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.
It was almost eight hundred, but it didn’t reach four hundred.
Song Yu continued to look up at the sky. He never imagined that one day he would be troubled by studying. He bit the barbecue skewer and asked, "How many points do I need to get into the top 100 in the grade?"
Xie Sui really couldn't answer this question.
The academic genius standing at the top of the pyramid cannot understand the sufferings of the ordinary academic masters below.
"you can."
All he could offer was this halfhearted, understated encouragement.
Song Yu sighed: "Forget it, I have you as my deskmate anyway. I'll ask you more questions and your grades will improve."
Xie Sui looked at Song Yu with amusement: "Okay, but don't ask Lagrange."
Song Yu: "??? Why?"
Xie Sui said calmly: "It's useless to ask, and you can't understand it."
Song Yu: “…”? Now you are starting to look down on people!
In the teachers' apartment, Song Yu lived on the fourth floor and Xie Sui lived on the third floor. Coincidentally, they both lived in the corner, so they were upper and lower households. Song Yu was shocked when he heard the news, and then concluded: "Then I either jumped off the balcony or your balcony?"
Xie Sui glanced at him calmly: "Don't try to kill yourself."
Song Yu clicked his tongue: "I jumped down to find your problem. How can studying be called courting death?"
Pushing him into the door, Xie Sui was standing at the door. The light was half bright and half dark. His half-smiley expression was also slightly fierce, and surprisingly gorgeous. "You falling in love with mathematics is the biggest death you can commit."
After saying this, he didn't wait for Song Yu to speak.
The door had been closed for him.
Song Yu, who had just reacted, was left facing the door in helpless rage.
day!
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It was his first day staying there and everyone in the family was extremely nervous.
Mother Song called from City A to ask about my well-being and asked about every aspect of my life.
After an hour of talking on the phone, Song Yu was almost tired of saying "very good".
The way Mr. Song expressed his concern was very simple and practical. He directly transferred some money to his card, and his domineering personality remained intact.
His brother, who was overseas, sent him an email. As the heir of the Song family, Brother Song was elite in everything and spoke efficiently and concisely. After expressing his greetings, he left a phone number, which was his assistant who stayed in the country.
If you want something but are too embarrassed to ask your dad, call this number. 】
Song Yu really wanted to give his brother a thumbs up.
As his elder sister, Song Wanying was used to bickering with him, so she was too embarrassed to say anything and just sent a short period.
[Song Wanying:. 】
【Song Yu:? 】
【Song Wanying:! 】
[Song Yu: …]
There was an unspoken conversation between them.
[Song Wanying: How did you convince Dad? 】
[Song Yu: Take my love for learning? 】
[Song Wanying: 350?] 】
[Song Yu: If you only care about grades, you will never be able to reach my level of thinking in this life]
[Song Wanying: ... awesome]
I called Grandma Meng and Uncle again, and finally completed today's task. After throwing the apple core into the trash can and lying on the bed, Song Yu seemed fine and browsed the forum before going to sleep.
As soon as I entered, I saw my name.
On the first day of school, traffic to No. 1 Middle School’s forum exploded. There are two top hot posts.
[Has any of the freshmen spotted someone who looks like Brother Yu in the class? 】
Song Yu, who was inexplicably cueed, really felt that this forum was insane. Why were they looking for him? Want to fight? Come on, wouldn’t it be embarrassing when I can’t either scold you or beat you?
Song Yu was bored, so he clicked on it.
Main building: Let me get straight to the point. There is no one with Yu in our class.
1L: Report, there are three people in our class whose names contain "Yu", a delicate girl, a big guy with a silly look, and a nerd with 900 degrees of myopia. I don’t think any of them is Brother Yu. Report completed.
2L: There are so many names with metaphors that it’s hard to know where to start. And judging from Yu Ge's angry and irritating look, I think he must be very thorny [manual dog head]
3L:? Hahaha, what does it mean to have a prickly head? Can you describe it?
4L: Damn, please stop making fun of my husband, I’m going to hit him.
5L: I think Brother Yu should be very handsome, but the online name contains "Yu", but the name does not necessarily have "Yu". I used to name myself "Meng Xing Huan Ya· Die Liu Shang" [dog head]
6L: So cool! He is just an internet troll, and in real life he is probably just a short, fat loser. I really admire the taste of the girls in my school. They like all kinds of idiots.
7L: I think I have good taste since I didn’t like you [smile].
300 rounds of insults X1
…
123L: Brothers and sisters, please stop scolding me. I am so curious about who Brother Yu is! qwq
124L: Don’t bother. Brother Yu dares to be so open on the Internet, so he will definitely not reveal his real name.
125L: Of course, if I reveal my real name, I will be beaten up.
Song Yu flipped through the pages and was surprised. I'm surprised why so many people speak up for him and why so many people criticize him.
Tsk, this is so confusing.
So he posted his idea.
126L Your husband, Brother Yu: …
…
127L:? ? ? ?
128L:! ! ! ! !
129L: Group photo ahhhhhhhhh! Hubby ahhhhhhhhh!
130L: Fuck fuck fuck!
131L: Even the ellipsis is typed so handsomely, I am so happy!
132L: Ahhh, this is the closest I have ever been to my husband.
133L: Check in while passing by.
Song Yu: “…”
After the fans’ wild celebration and passers-by’s onlookers and check-ins, the haters started to come out and do business.
165L: Why are you pretending so much! Low-powered means being powerful on the Internet
166L: Tell me your name so I can see what you look like.
167L: You are so capable, let’s make an appointment for a fight at the school gate tomorrow! Don’t get beaten so badly that your mother won’t even recognize you.
168L: It’s so funny. Are you worthy enough to see my brother Yu?
169L: You idiots can criticize me all you want, but if you stop being my fan, I lose.
300 rounds of insults X2
"Swearing again?"
Song Yu's eyes twitched.
They brushed too fast, and Song Yu couldn't turn over. I was dazzled by what I saw and simply walked out.
The second hot post on the forum is also very popular.
[Is the selection of the school handsome guy going to be reshuffled? 】
Main Building:
If the selection of the school handsome guy doesn’t include me to thank God, what kind of fake selection is that [smile][smile]?
Without further ado, here are the pictures.
1L: [Picture]
2L: [Picture]
…
In just two minutes, the building had turned a new page. The screen was filled with screams and shouts.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!] ! 】
[I will show my sisters how to die on the spot!] 】
[Ahhhhhhhh these eyelashes, this look, this temperament are driving me crazy! 】
[Wow, wow, wow, what kind of divine looks is this? I don’t deserve it. Wow, wow, wow, I don’t deserve to breathe the same air with him! 】
[Oh my god, my hands are still shaking. The moment I clicked in, I felt my heart stop for a moment. 】
Crazy screaming and crying, and all kinds of long flattery.
Song Yu's finger stopped on the photo of Xie Sui in the main building.
It should be a candid camera angle. Xie Sui was sitting in his seat with a few pieces of paper in his hand, and light was shining in from outside the classroom. Her eyelashes cast shadows, but her expression was cold and lazy.
The shirt is white, cool and abstinent, just like the campus male god in all campus novels.
In the next photo, he must have discovered the secret camera. He pressed the paper and looked over. His delicate facial features showed a captivating charm under the camera. His eyes were dark and deep, but his gaze was sharp and cold.
Peach blossom eyes without smiling appear cold and distant, making them particularly difficult to approach.
"The protagonist is still handsome."
Song Yu sighed.
After teaching Zhu Zhixing a lesson last time, those rumors didn’t spread from junior high school to high school in a short time. In fact, he was quite happy to see such a development. Xie Sui should live such a bright and excellent life.
Someone explained that this was the city's top scorer in the high school entrance exam, and instantly the screams of the fans turned a few pages. “Thank you, God!” and “Brother God!” were accompanied by various “Ahhhh” and “Wuuuuuu”, which made Song Yu want to click the cross again. Are these girls so emotional? One word has to be repeated so many times. Sisters, aren't you tired of typing?
But when he was about to click out, he inexplicably saw his name again and again.
231L: It’s normal to like someone who looks good and has good grades. I don't understand why you girls like that troll who dares not show his face. Are you crazy?
Song Yu: “…”
232L:? ? ?
233L: Are you going to cue my brother Yu?
234L: There is nothing contradictory in liking Xie Shen and Yu Ge. If you stupid haters curse at me again, your mom will have to pay double the price for the groceries tomorrow!
235L: It’s so funny, the bootlicker above is here again. So awesome! Let your brother Yu get the first place in the city and become the most handsome boy in the school.
236L: It’s enough for Brother Yu to be your father.
Three hundred rounds of verbal abuse X3.
The bystanders who came later sighed silently.
512L: Your brother Yu is really a man with a bloody past [eat melon][eat melon].
513L: Brother Yu is the spokesperson for the bloody storm [manual dog head]
Song Yu: “…………”
On the forum, the two words "Xie Shen" and "Yu Ge" were torn apart in a bloody storm. Considering Song Yu's looks, his photo should have been posted on the forum by now, but after the fight between him and Wang Ci, the girls in class were too scared to post it. But I really want to tell everyone. In addition to Xie Shen, there is another handsome guy in their class, and they sit at the same table.
Song Yu saved the photo from the forum and sent it to Xie Sui. He had just finished taking a shower, his eyelids were drooping lazily, his eyelashes were still wet, and he looked particularly well-behaved.
【Song Yu: Look, this is you. 】
No matter how pure and simple-minded Xie Sui was, he could never consider himself a real high school student. He used the money Xu Shien gave him and contacted his subordinates from his previous life under a mysterious identity. At this time, Qu Rong happened to be laid off and his mother was seriously ill.
He leaned against the bed, his brows and eyes cold, his fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard.
When Song Yu's message came down.
Qu Rong had been completely defeated in the negotiations with him. At the most devastating moment of his life, the down-and-out man who had fallen from the clouds could only grasp the only chance he had: "Okay, if you give me 300,000 now, I will go back to Xie's even if it means my death."
Xie Sui glanced at his phone and saw a message from Song Yu.
He lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and typed on the computer: "Happy cooperation."
He ignored Qu Rong and took the phone.
When he opened them, he saw two photos of himself.
Song Yu was still sending messages.
【Song Yu: Thank God, you have countless fans on the forum now, did you know that? 】
【Song Yu: Many people like you. 】
He said all this was done truly to make Xie Sui happy.
You see, you don’t need those scumbags’ hypocrisy to light up the world. There are already many people who are crazy about you, and you are even the light in their eyes.
Xie Sui paused, and for some reason he recalled the minty hug that night.
Behind the deep alleys and high walls, there is a well-behaved and handsome boy holding a math book.
Sweet and slightly spicy.
It makes one wonder what such a kiss would be like.
Xie Sui smiled.
Looking back, it was a very short word.
【Xie Sui: Yes.】 】
[Song Yu: What kind of favor is that!] You are so cold! I'll send you the forum address so you can see how your fangirls express their love for you. 】
【Xie Sui: What about you? 】
【Song Yu:? ? ? What about me. 】
Xie Sui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a hint of smile in his dark pupils.
【Xie Sui: Many people like me. 】And you? How do you like it.
But Song Yu was, after all, the straight man who said "I can't help you if you think that way" on the forum, so his understanding was completely different.
【Song Yu:? ? ? What do you mean? Starting to show off? 】
【Song Yu: Then there must be a lot of people who like me! Go and see! My name is associated with blood and gore everywhere. 】
[Song Yu: I have as many fans as you do]
Xie Sui: “…”
【Xie Sui: Oh.】 】
Song Yu glared, anxious, like a beeping machine.
【Song Yu: Why would I lie to you? Just wait, I’ll give you the address. 】
[Song Yu: [Share URL]]
[Song Yu: Go and see!] 】
Xie Sui clicked on it.
[Why does licking Xie Shen have a special floor, but our Yu Ge doesn’t? Yu Ge’s wife fans come and check in]
1L: Check in.
2L: Check in! !
4L: Check in!
5L: I don’t agree with them saying that Brother Yu is a troll!
6L: Dissatisfied +1
…
71L: I don’t know why, but I always feel that a boy as reckless as Brother Yu must be very cute in real life, hehe.
My eyes fell on this one.
Xie Sui curled his lips and smiled.
It's very cute.
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When Song Yu got up the next morning, Aunt Bai was already pouring milk.
The table was filled with sandwiches, eggs, porridge, and fried dough sticks.
Song Yu was shocked: "This is too rich, I definitely can't finish it."
Aunt Bai wiped her hands and smiled: "This is the first time I made breakfast for you. I didn't know what you like to eat, so I prepared a little bit of everything."
Song Yu said, "Thank you, Aunt Bai, but milk and bread will be enough from now on."
There is a freshman ceremony in the evening.
Song Yu didn't have any plans for the day. On this day, most students would go shopping for daily necessities, but Grandma Meng had arranged everything for him in advance, so he seemed to have nothing to do.
Biting bread and flipping through the phone. Very few people have added Song Yu on QQ.
Ma Xiaoding's eerie portrait of Sadako became particularly prominent and was placed at the forefront as soon as any news came out.
[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Brother Yu, my old rival before high school started challenged me to a fight on the first day! At the gate of No. 1 Middle School, I’m leaving, don’t worry. 】
Song Yu: “…”
What a rubbish boy. He got into a fight on the first day of high school. What's the point of studying here? Go home and farm.
Song Yu, who considered himself as a top student, sent six points to Ma Xiaoding.
Although he doesn't need to prepare, Xie Sui should. Xie Sui was used to being alone. He had few friends since he was a child, so there was definitely no one to accompany him. Tsk, how pitiful.
So, the considerate Song Yu sent a message to Xie Sui.
Let’s go to the supermarket together? 】
After a while, Xie Sui replied.
【Um. 】
When Song Yu went out, Xie Sui was already waiting for him. The boy was standing idly in front of the tree-lined avenue below the apartment building, playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the noise, he looked up with a natural expression, and his eyes were like the lingering morning mist, faint and distant.
"So soon?"
Song Yu ran downstairs right after sending the message, but looking at Xie Sui's posture, it seemed like he had been waiting for a long time.
Xie Sui said, "I went out for breakfast and received your message on my way back."
"oh oh."
But after walking a few steps, Song Yu immediately discovered the problem and stopped and looked back: "You came back after dinner. You didn't plan to go out today?"
Xie Sui said calmly: "Well, I don't plan to accompany you."
Song Yu: “…”
So in the end, he was just self-touching and thought he was being considerate?
Neither of them had anything to buy, so their shopping was quite boring. Song Yu thought that he couldn't come here for nothing, so he simply bought a lot of things in the snack area. There were many girls gathered here, wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, and they were secretly glancing at them frantically.
The gaze was so intense that it was hard for Song Yu not to notice it. He looked back from time to time, but as soon as he turned around, they immediately pretended to chat or play with their phones, and he couldn't catch them at all.
"Have you noticed that they have been looking at us?"
Song Yu covered her face with a bag of potato chips and whispered in Xie Sui's ear.
Xie Sui: “Found it.”
Song Yu: "That look gave me goosebumps. Damn, did you see that? They seemed even more excited!"
Song Yu is good-looking, and has received many looks of amazement and admiration since he was a child, but he has never experienced such a strange gaze, weird and hot, with excitement in it that makes his scalp tingle.
Xie Sui glanced over there calmly. He was tall and had long legs, and his aura was so strong that the girls were frightened and turned around silently.
When we were leaving, a few girls spoke in a deliberately suppressed but unconcealed excited voice.
"How can you be so loving!"
“They are a match made in heaven!”
"Wow, wow, all the couples I support are not as compatible as them."
"Going to the supermarket together is such a romantic thing to do!"
Song Yu, who heard it clearly, said: "..."
He held the potato chips and turned his head in disbelief, his pupils widened with disbelief: "Did you hear that?"
Xie Sui nodded.
Song Yu: "Are you not angry?"
Xie Sui lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent: "Do you want this bag of potato chips?"
Song Yu felt that he was making a big deal out of nothing because of his attitude, so why did he care what others said? He scratched his head, looked down at the shopping cart and saw that this flavor was not there yet. He nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."
Walk to the other side.
Song Yu saw the mint candies on the shelf and his eyes lit up: "Hey, this, I really liked eating it when I was a kid."
Xie Sui smiled.
For Xie Sui, accompanying others to go shopping in a supermarket is a very novel experience.
New and boring.
He began to make some notes in his mind.
From some of Song Yu's subtle expressions and movements, one can guess his favorite colors, things, and tastes. It is also boring, but not dull.
For Xie Sui, it was so easy to please someone.
The depressing and gloomy childhood and the terrible and disgusting student years had a moderate impact on him. He used to be sensitive and inferior, and his emotions were easily manipulated by others. In the end, he became the one who controlled other people's emotions.
Checked the time.
Forty minutes.
Walk out of the supermarket.
Song Yu asked, "Do you want to come to my place for lunch?"
Xie Sui smiled and said, "Thank you, but no."
Song Yu was carrying a particularly large bag filled with snacks. The September heat has not yet dissipated. After walking a few steps to the bus stop, my face turned a little red because of the heat.
When has the young master of City A, who never leaves his house, ever suffered such hardship?
But he didn't want to call a taxi.
Song Yu was very busy. He had to check the bus route on his phone, look at the bus stop sign, and carry a particularly heavy bag in his hand.
He was annoyed by the chirping of cicadas in the trees and frowned.
Xie Sui rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white and strong arms, and took the bag of snacks from him: "You check, I'll carry it first."
Song Yu didn't think it was heavy, so he just gave it to him.
"Route 7, Route 258."
However, this has a different meaning in the eyes of people waiting for the bus nearby. The two girls in skirts and backpacks looked at each other and could see deep sadness in each other's eyes.
"This is so considerate. When did my boyfriend have such good eyesight?"
"That will probably take forever. I think you should change to another one, which will be faster."
"Hey, you're so annoying, you're already trying to persuade me to break up
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