I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Ke Chengwen didn't answer this question with a guilty conscience, and changed the subject directly: "Brother Xi, if you want, you can just let someone move her table back."

Fu Yangxi raised her eyebrows warningly: "?"

Ke Chengwen didn’t realize the danger, and continued to make suggestions: “Or make a bend and force the class teacher to arrange you two to sit together. When she sits over, you will put on a stinky face forced by the class teacher. Didn’t it just make sense to get her back? You don’t have to twist your neck and stare, and you will get cervical spondylosis later."

Hearing the last sentence, Fu Yangxi almost picked up the book and threw Ke Chengwen's head up: "It was she who wanted to soak me, but not me! Which eye did you see that I wanted her to move back and sit?"

Ke Chengwen's neck shrank.

Fu Yangxi's hair exploded: "What kind of messy idea, did I say that I want to be at the same table with her? Didn't you see that she didn't bother me all morning and my sleep became better?!"

"Yes, yes." Ke Chengwen hurriedly followed his words: "Let me just say, Brother Xi, why would you be so rare that she is at your table."

Fu Yangxi snorted coldly.

Ke Chengwen continued to flatter: "Hurt, if you want me to say, it's because the transfer student is too ignorant to promote, and I actually want to play with you in the game."

Fu Yangxi frowned again: "How do you talk?"

Ke Chengwen: "......?"

Fu Yangxi said: "I threw her table away early in the morning, and she can be forgiven for her sadness for a while. Don't be a villain to the abdomen of other people's little girls. It's so awkward to say that you want to catch it."

Ke Chengwen: "——"

Fine, it's all his fault.

Man, survival is so difficult.

The two classes in the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.

There was a self-study evening today. There were more homework assigned by the teachers of each subject. In addition, Mingxi was busy replying to some messages asking for the test on the forum, so for a while, he didn't think of a way to get close to Fu Yangxi.

She glanced at the potted plants that hadn’t made any progress all day today and was stagnant in the number of seven tender seedlings, and she was a little worried: “Fu Yangxi hates me and is unwilling to be at the same table with me. What can you do? Increase your air luck in one go?"

Just helping with running errands and delivering desserts, only two or three shoots grow each time, which is too slow.

What year and month to get.

The system said: "Have you read a novel?"

Mingxi: "I've seen a lot."

The system asks: "When you read a novel, what is the part that makes you feel most physically and mentally happy?"

Mingxi thought for a while, and said, "That's when the male and female masters are in physical contact."

"That's it." The system said: "You give Fu Yangxi a gift and help him run laps. From the reader's point of view of the original text, your female partner has become his little brother. You will have a good impression of you, but not too much— —Do you have an impression of one of the younger brothers of fashionable characters? So doing this will not increase your luck too much at once."

"But-if you can not just be the younger brother of fashionable characters, but have more contact with them, then the amount of luck will increase at a time."

Mingxi understood: "Will physical contact with the people on the list increase more luck?"

System: "Yes."

Mingxi's whole person is not good, she just wants to be Fu Yangxi's tablemate, Fu Yangxi put on such a stinky face unwilling.

If she went forward and hugged her with a tiger, I am afraid that in this life she would not have died of a terminal illness at the age of 23, but would have died of Fu Yangxi's fist at the age of 17.

The system urged: "Just give it a try, touch his skin, and see how much buds grow. Just touch it without a trace, he shouldn't hit you."

Mingxi began to rack his brains to think about how to touch Fu Yangxi's body as if nothing happened.

After going around in such a circle, it seems that you still have to be at the same table with Fu Yangxi.

After she became the same table, she accidentally touched Fu Yangxi's elbow and said sorry, so no one would notice.

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I don't know if Mingxi's desire to live is too strong, God heard it all.

During the second class, the head teacher saw her sitting alone in the last row and called her to the office and asked her if she was comfortable.

Mingxi hurriedly seized the opportunity and shook his head: "I'm not comfortable, it's too far from the blackboard."

Mingxi speaks very little, her eyes are black and her hair is soft and well-behaved.

The head teacher had a good impression of her and asked, "Where do you want to change?"

Mingxi hesitated and said, "It seems that only Fu Yangxi has a place next to it."

Speaking of this overlord, the head teacher frowned so much that he could catch a fly: "If you want to be at the same table with him, I suggest you sit alone."

Mingxi said firmly, "Let me sit there. Fu Yangxi is good at English and can help me... In fact, others are also good."

Ming Xi said the latter sentence against his will.

Regardless of whether the head teacher says yes or not, it is always right to try.

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Outside the door, Ke Chengwen, who was eavesdropping with a group of people, was shocked and hurried back to the international class.

"Brother Xi, the transfer student just asked the head teacher to be yours at the same table!"

A younger brother imitated Ming Xi's tone and sighed to Fu Yangxi softly: "Let me sit there, Fu Yangxi is also good."

"Boom." Fu Yangxi was completely relieved now. He grabbed a book and smashed it over, hitting it on the blackboard with a crisp sound. The boy hurriedly hid, and the whole class was filled with joy.

Fu Yangxi grabbed her hair irritably and tried her best to pretend to be irritated and angry, but the roots of her ears couldn't help being red.

What the **** is the transfer? Why is it so clingy? I couldn't stretch it all day. I didn't see her doing anything in the morning, and thought she had given up her heart, but then secretly went to the head teacher in the afternoon.

She is really clingy!

When Mingxi came back from the office, she heard the class making a fuss all the way, but when she entered the door, her voice stopped abruptly.

More than forty pairs of eyes in the class stared at her.

? what happened.

The head teacher came out from behind and said to Fu Yangxi: "You ask a few people to help Zhao Mingxi move the seat back. Don't bully the transfer student. What is the proper way for a girl to sit in the last row?!"

The little brothers in the class all looked at Fu Yangxi.

They dare not move without Fu Yangxi speaking.

Fu Yangxi hugged her arms and cocked her legs, and looked at each other with the head teacher unconvinced, her face stinky.

But in my heart--

What's the matter with this group of people, the class teacher is not listening?

The head teacher was so angry that his head hurts: "Hurry up and move!"

Still nobody moved.

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Fu Yangxi frowned, put down her legs, stood up irritably, with a look of reluctance, and muttered: "Give the class teacher a face, then move."

The two younger brothers moved immediately.

Seeing this, the head teacher gave Fu Yangxi a fierce look, and then turned and left with the teaching assistant book.

In this way, after a while, Mingxi followed with the book in his arms and sat back next to Fu Yangxi.

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Because of the class, the inexplicable noisy atmosphere in the class had to calm down.

Mingxi quietly glanced aside at Fu Yangxi. Fu Yangxi continued to sleep on the table with her coat, wearing noise-reducing headphones, with her head buried on her arm, and her expression could not be clearly seen, but the roots of her ears were so red that she almost caught up with his arrogance The red hair of Mingxi is probably angry.

He was forced to sit with himself and should be dying of anger.

She wondered that Fu Yangxi hated herself even more because of this incident, which might affect her approach to him in the future, so she wrote a note.

[Sorry, the head teacher arranged it, but I didn't know it in advance. 】

Mingxi used a small mind.

Fu Yangxi lifted one eye from her arm and glanced over, and she saw the jade-white slender finger pressed against the paper, gently pushing it over carefully. Immediately he fled and withdrew back as if.

The note she handed over seemed to have a scorching temperature.

Fu Yangxi snorted in her nose, and did not lift her red face.

Only **** stretched out, pretending to be impatient, and pulled the note over.

After glanced at the content on the note, Fu Yangxi couldn't help but start to turn upwards.

Obviously, he took the initiative to find the head teacher to change positions. But actually said so.

con man.

He understands.

Girls secret love is always poetry.

Fu Yangxi raised her head with a cold hum, sipped her face with her left hand, blocking the red on her face by the way, picked up the pen on the table with her right hand, and quickly swiped two pens on the paper.

Then he crumpled it up and threw it back.

Because I didn't look there, I didn't miss it by accident, and threw it to the upper right corner of Zhao Mingxi's desk.

The teacher on the podium seemed to be coming.

Fu Yangxi immediately reached for it.

Zhao Mingxi glanced at him and thought it was a good opportunity. He also pretended to pick up a note, so that he could touch his finger casually. I don't know how many tender seedlings can grow.

The opportunity is not to be missed and will not come again, Ming Xi also stretched out his hand immediately.

The **** really touched each other.

Fu Yangxi's fingers were cold, and she immediately felt that the girl's fingertips were soft and warm.

He was shocked, retracted his hand angrily, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry." Mingxi also apologized in a small way.

Then Mingxi unfolded the note, and Fu Yangxi only wrote two words coldly "whatever."

Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief. Although Fu Yangxi seemed unhappy, she didn't bother to have a fuss with the class teacher over this trivial matter. In this way, things finally made progress, and she could sit in this position with peace of mind.

Immediately Mingxi raised his eyes, and immediately found that her potted plants had grown five new shoots in an instant.

With the addition of the original seven, it became twelve in an instant.

what's the situation? Can it rise so much with the first touch of your hand? ? ?

Mingxi couldn't wait to touch his hands one by one in the top of the list.

Fu Yangxi continued to cover her face with the book, and with the corner of the light she saw Ming Xi's eyes bend with no concealment.

His face flushed suddenly, and his heart was pounding.

——As for, I just touched his hand, but not soaked in him. Are you so happy?

So clingy, what can I do later.