Song Yu went to bed a little late yesterday and was woken up now, so he was in a very bad mood.
So when I opened my eyes, I felt cold and irritable.
His eyes were like knives as he looked at the person who woke him up.
The gangster also noticed it, and tilted his head to look at Song Yu, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Seeing Song Yu dressed in school uniform and looking delicate and thin, he immediately grinned, put his legs down, stood up and said maliciously: "Hey, transfer student, I want to discuss something with you."
Song Yu rubbed his brows with his hands, looking gloomy.
The classmate in front of him now had eyes as red as a rabbit's, and he was sniffing and crying as he squatted down to pick up a book.
The last classroom was mostly populated by uneducated teenagers, who I could only pretend not to see because I couldn't afford to offend them.
The gangster often climbed over the wall to skip classes and surf the Internet. He was addicted to games and didn't pay attention to what was happening outside. Naturally, he didn't know that there was a new school bully in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, nor did he know Song Yu. Just think he is an easy bully. He walked over, put his hand on Song Yu's desk, and chuckled twice: "When we have the exam later, please take care of me, your brother. You can pass on a question you write, or we can just exchange papers. I don't think you look stupid, so you should understand what I mean."
Song Yu pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his head slightly, looked mockingly, and said in a cold voice: "But I think you look like a fool."
The gangster was stunned, his face suddenly darkened, and he was angry. He reached out to grab Song Yu's collar and said, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. I think you don't even need to take the exam."
Song Yu grabbed his wrist, pulled it forward, then kicked him in the knee, knocking him to his knees.
The gangster's eyes widened, unable to move.
Song Yu pressed his head expressionlessly, pointed at the books and stationery on the ground with his other hand, and said in a cold voice: "Pick them up and wipe them clean. If there is one missing, I will twist your head off."
His movements were too domineering and handsome. The group of people in the classroom who dared not speak out were stunned.
The sunlight shines through the glass onto the boy's light-colored hair, making him look transparent, clean, and imposing.
Someone in the classroom recognized him: "Brother Yu!"
Suddenly, there was more whispering.
"Is that Brother Yu?"
"… Damn, is the real person really that handsome?"
The crying little boy was stunned. Behind his thick glasses, he looked at Song Yu with eyes as red as a rabbit.
The gangster knelt on the ground and felt his knees falling apart. He realized that he had offended a troublemaker and his prestige was gone. He was scared to death. With trembling hands, he picked up the books on the ground, wiped them clean on his clothes, and returned them to others.
He was like a lost dog, limping back to his seat, holding on to the table in dejection.
The people in the classroom gasped, sighing in their hearts at how terrifying Brother Yu was.
The little boy held the pencil case in his hand and said timidly, "Thank you."
Song Yu's sleepiness was almost gone. He rubbed his eyes and said without any anger, "No need. It's the school bully's job to punish evil and promote good."
When the gangster returned, he was so angry that he rocked his chair so hard that it creaked and he was restless.
Song Yu raised his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
Suddenly it became quiet over there.
Turning his head, Song Yu slowly added: "And maintain discipline."
The whole class: “…”
You school bullies are really busy.
The bell rang and the invigilator walked in. The first subject was Chinese. As for the last examination room, the invigilator knew what was going on and turned a blind eye, allowing them to throw notes wherever they wanted as long as they were not out of line.
Only today is different.
Being able to sit in the same classroom, they are basically the same, and with Song Yu as a big Buddha here, they dare not cheat.
The invigilator was sitting on the podium playing with his cell phone. Halfway through, he looked up and met eyes with nearly half of the students in the class.
Suddenly the air became a little quiet.
Students: “…” They were at a loss and didn’t know what to do.
Teacher: “…” I was surprised. Do they have any objection to me playing with my phone?
The teacher coughed, put away his phone, and started walking around pretending to be serious. She walked back and forth, her eyes attracted by Song Yu in the last row. After all, this handsome boy who answered questions quietly was particularly different in the whole classroom. She stood next to Song Yu and took a look at his comprehension and recitation of ancient poems. It was standard and he got all the points he deserved.
The teacher smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
This action caught the eyes of everyone in the class and became a signal.
They silently had a guess in their hearts - Damn, it turns out that Brother Yu is really a top student?
Writing Chinese compositions was probably the thing that annoyed Song Yu the most in his entire life. The moment he handed in the paper, he felt refreshed.
At noon, I went back to the apartment with Xie Sui.
Song Yu said, "I think I should be able to get into the top 100 in the grade this time, if the essay is on topic."
Xie Sui smiled: "That's great."
Song Yu was very excited: "Let me check the multiple-choice questions with you. Is it AAAD?"
Xie Sui glanced at him and said, "Throw it away after the test and prepare for the next one."
Song Yu had a bad feeling and his eyes widened. "Fuck! I didn't choose all the wrong ones!"
Xie Sui suppressed his laughter and said calmly: "It's okay, it's just 12 points."
Song Yu stood there, his expression shattered, and his mood suddenly became very lost. After all, I worked so hard, but ended up failing the first subject, Chinese. In an instant, the whole person shrank like a deflated ball.
Xie Sui: "Are you sad now?"
Song Yu was listless and didn't say anything.
Xie Sui said with a smile: "I scared you, it's AAAD, not one less."
"Really?" Song Yu raised his head suddenly, his light brown eyes flashing with ecstasy. After realizing what was happening, he became even more angry: "Why are you scaring me? Can you joke about grades?!"
Xie Sui smiled and looked at him: "Have you learned your lesson?"
Song Yu: "What?"
Xie Sui: "Don't compare answers with others after the test."
Song Yu: “…”
really. After checking the answers, I felt a sudden sense of loss and sadness, which was really uncomfortable.
Song Yu didn't check the answers to the next few questions with Xie Sui.
The monthly exam went quite well.
With Xie Sui helping him to circle the key points and focus on a few knowledge points, mathematics and physics were actually not that difficult.
Even the final question was a similar question he had done before.
The answer remains the same, a equals 5.
The last subject of the exam is English.
The moment he handed in the test paper, Song Yu felt like he was reborn.
Although the results have not come out yet, the appointment to take the exam this month has finally come to an end, and he is mysteriously confident that there will be a good result.
No. 1 Middle School is famous for its fast marking speed. The monthly exam results will probably be out the day after tomorrow.
Evening self-study after the exam.
Song Yu began to toss a coin, as a psychological support. The front side was good, the back side was bad. If it landed on the back side, then there was something wrong with the coin and it had to be changed.
After taking the English test, Ma Xiaoding was completely exhausted and rolled his eyes: "The English composition is written by Li Hua again. This Li Hua goes shopping, eating and doing activities with his male classmates every day. Is he gay?"
Xi Bowen laughed beside him: "This essay is easy to write, right?"
Ma Xiaoding asked Song Yu: "Brother Yu, how is your English?"
Song Yu tossed another coin, and it landed on the front side, which was good luck. He smiled and said slowly, "Exams are like this. Three points are determined by fate, seven points depend on hard work, and the remaining one hundred and forty points depend on the teacher's mood."
Ma Xiaoding: “…”
Xi Bowen asked Song Yu with shining eyes: "Brother Yu! I heard that you taught a bad boy a lesson during the exam? And maintained discipline in the exam room? There is a post in the forum that has praised you to the sky, saying that you are righteous and handsome. You are not a school bully, but the husband of the nation."
Song Yu retracted his hand and smiled brightly: "Really? I'll go back and take a look."
After he returned, he called his family first. After the exam, I feel more confident.
Called his dad's private number.
Song Yu got straight to the point.
"Dad, congratulations in advance on me being in the top 100 in my grade. Do you have any reward for me?"
Mr. Song, who was very busy, was surprised when he heard the call: "The results are out?"
Song Yu said cheerfully, "Not yet. Congratulations in advance. It doesn't matter whether you come out or not."
Mr. Song: “…”
What followed was another round of scolding from the irritable Mr. Song.
Song Yu's ears were hurting even through the phone.
Soon, Mr. Song calmed down.
In fact, he made the appointment for this month's exam just to find something for Song Yu to do so that he could stay in school.
Mr. Song asked about his concerns: "It's been three months since you were discharged from the hospital. How do you feel?"
"I feel pretty good." Song Yu has been fine for three months. He can eat, fight and exercise. He is still a little curious about the original owner's illness: "Dad, how did I get this disease?"
Mr. Song said in a hateful tone, "It's your uncle's fault. He bought an island and showed off everywhere, insisting on dragging you to play there. As a result, you almost drowned while playing on the beach on that island. You were in a coma for more than half a month, and when you woke up, you were not in good health."
Song Yu was stunned.
Mr. Song paused and sighed, "It's your fault too. You insisted on going out on a rainy day and I couldn't stop you. Forget it... Last time you were discharged from the hospital, Doctor Xu said your condition was beginning to stabilize. You don't have to worry too much about this disease. It's not a terminal illness."
Song Yu suddenly felt a little sad and sighed.
It's a terminal illness, Dad. I'll die in five years.
After a while.
Mr. Song said awkwardly, "You've never wanted anything since you were little, and now you're that old, you're still clamoring for rewards. How childish!"
The subject changed to: "Tell me, what do you want?"
For this father and son.
It really doesn’t matter whether the results come out or not.
Song Yu's depressed mood instantly recovered. After thinking for a while, he smiled with clear eyes: "Dad, please ask someone to buy me a watch. I want to give it to someone."
Mr. Song: “???”
Rewards are gifts given to people.
Mr. Song said sourly: "The friend I told you about?"
Song Yu curled his lips: "Yes."
After chatting with his father, Song Yu held the phone in his hand and was in a trance. In fact, his memory before coming to this world was very vague, especially before the age of six, which was completely blank.
But the vague memories of more than a decade did not make him feel any discomfort, nor did they make his family suspicious of him.
“Is this the system’s automatic repair function?”
Song Yu frowned. He shook his head and put the matter behind him.
He sat down in front of the computer and opened the school forum. I wanted to see how Xi Bowen praised him in that post, but when I actually clicked on it, I found it boring. As expected, people praised him for being handsome, domineering, kind and just, and there was a lot of flattery. There were also some objective analyses from a few boys, turning haters into fans.
233L: Woohoo, I still remember that on the first day of school, I yelled that I was green with Brother Yu and climbed over the wall to thank God for coming. Woohoo, I was wrong, Brother Yu, I’m sorry, you are so handsome and Thank God is so outstanding, you two are a match made in heaven.
234L: That’s great. I just want to see handsome guys fall in love qwq
235L: Sisters upstairs, please exercise some restraint! Go to the special building! Go to the special building!
236L: [picking nose][picking nose] Aren’t you worried about Brother Yu’s monthly exam results?
237L: I have to say that I think Brother Yu should be able to make it into the top 100. During the exam, the teacher laughed when he looked at his paper. TUT Don't let us down. Brother Yu, I kneel down for you.
He is probably the only school bully who makes others worry about his monthly exams.
Song Yu clicked on it and saw that special post for the hundredth time.
It is now always on the homepage.
Holding the mouse, Song Yu thought for a while before clicking on it.
[The future is like the sea, be at peace]
Scroll the mouse all the way down. It's all about checking in and picking out sweets, making up a romantic declaration based on their names, appearances, birthdays, etc. Forced heaven and earth.
Song Yu felt that if he read for too long, he would be brainwashed by them, so he clicked directly to the last page. What caught my eye was a line of promotional material that filled the screen.
[Sisters, hehe, I wrote an article and used this vest. Click to only see the owner of the post and gain happiness. It’s a secret for eating sweets, don’t leak it out! Don't let it out! I am afraid of disturbing their lives qwq】
[Hahahahahahahahahaha desire to survive]
【rest assured! ! Circle of self-cultivation! ! 】
[I am afraid of disturbing their lives when writing, which is read as I am afraid that Brother Yu will beat my head off]
Song Yu: “…”
For some unknown reason, he clicked to only see the owner of the floor.
[I’m starting!] ! It’s made up! It’s made up! 】
[Thank you for your support!] ! 】
【Copywriting:
Everyone in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School knows that their school hunk Xie Sui is cold, lazy, and unattainable. She rejected countless suitors, being as cold and abstinent as a flower on the mountain top, as if she would never be moved in her life.
Later, a new boy transferred to the school. He had a handsome appearance, a perverse personality, and was always dissatisfied with everything. He defeated the former school bully at the beginning of the school year and became the national husband.
The two men became deskmates.
There can't be two tigers in one mountain.
Everyone thinks that they either keep silent and act like strangers, or they confront each other and dislike each other.
Until one day, they saw the always aloof school hunk pressing his deskmate against the wall and kissing him.
The whole school was stunned. 】
[I’m transparent hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
[Kiss against the wall?] ? ? ? ! ! ! 】
【Full marks for copywriting, full marks for copywriting】
[Come on, ma’am!] 】
Song Yu: “…”
The person who was pressed against the wall and kissed.
He logged into his account.
Amidst the hahahahahaha.
One comment stood out.
2515L: Your husband, Brother Yu:. . . . . .
Pause.
【? ? ? ? 】
[Am I blind?] Which sister can dig out her eyeballs and lend them to me?
[My day, day, day!] ! ! ! ! ! It’s really Brother Yu! ! It’s Brother Yu! ! 】
【…………】
[Sister, you are done, no, you are famous! 】
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