The Younger Brother Next Door is a School Grass

Just as Lu Xi is familiar with Huang Zhou's QQ avatar, Huang Zhou is also no stranger to Lu Xi's avatar.

"Axi, which girl did you kiss?" After the flag raising ceremony ended on Monday, Huang Zhou ran over to embrace Lu Xi as soon as the team dispersed.

Pushing away Huang Zhou's hand, Lu Xi frowned, "I don't know what you said."

This idiot suddenly made such a voice, and I don't know if anyone around has heard it. Lu Xi felt guilty. Fortunately, the phalanx of the first grade and the third grade are far apart.

"The confession wall, didn't you post it at two o'clock in the morning?" Huang Zhou said, "Look at that portrait. Messi shot the goal. It was yours!"

Lu Ximian showed "confused" at first, and then "disgusted" that was randomly stamped just right. "The picture found on the Internet is not my special avatar. Most of it is used by people."

I have to say that Lu Xi’s acting skills are really good.

Huang Zhou, who was originally very determined, was shaken, "Really not you?"

Lu Xi tweeted "impatiently", with a look that didn't want to bother with his idiot question.

"Damn. It's too **** to hit the head. It made me think you like Axi..."

"Is it annoying, can you talk something interesting?"

Huang Zhou finally ended the topic with a sentence "But after thinking about it, it really can't be you, you hate English so much, the key is that English is so bad, how could you send English sentences".

"...Fuck." Lu Xi kicked him.

This idiot owes his mouth so much, it seems that yesterday's fight and drinking have alleviated his sorrow, and he has walked out of the messy emotional entanglement that was a while ago.

In the morning, the orange sun crawled out of the cloud bed to shed light and heat for the teenagers who were fighting each other and stopped and stopped.

***

The classroom early on Monday morning was filled with the smell of a mixture of instant coffee.

"Who is eating the hand cake with sausage?" Yi Ting shouted with her sensitive nose, "Don't let us study at ease?"

"Are you studying?" Yi Ting's classmate asked with a cold face.

Yi Ting wrote quickly, struck her neck, "Why not?"

Squad leader: "Which course of study do you copy homework? Where should you learn other people's answers?"

"The copy is not yours, can you control it?" Yi Ting muttered, "I'm so annoying."

The monitor used his finger knuckles to double click the third grade (1) class violation registration book on the desktop, "Can't control it?"

"...Fuck it, and I'm not the only one copying it, why don't you care about other classmates?" Yi Ting was furious, picked up the homework and left.

Squad leader: "You must be named if you don't come back from class."

"Foolish face, is it great to be a squad leader?" Yi Ting cursed in a low voice.

Muttering all the way to Zhou Sisi's seat, Yi Ting arrogantly squeezed Guo Qin's position, "borrow a place, I will make up the homework. Thank you."

"No-hello! I haven't finished writing by myself." Guo Qin protested.

"Go sit in my seat." Yi Ting saw that he was holding two physics test papers in his hand, "It's amazing, Guo Xueba actually copied homework?"

Guo Qin glanced at Zhou Sisi, who was quietly reading, and explained uncomfortably: "I have to attend the Math Olympiad training class on weekends, not to mention that the physics homework was arranged too late."

At 7 o'clock last night, the physics teacher threw homework assignments to the class group. There are a total of 20 multiple-choice questions and ten major questions. Many students fell asleep before finishing the work. They came to the classroom to ask for help this morning, hoping to fill up the papers in the last few minutes before collecting homework.

"Sisi, your trial..."

"Borrow physics homework, Zhou Sisi, show it to me."

Just as Yi Ting asked, the two rows of Lu Meihe turned around and shouted.

"I borrow my homework here." Yi Ting vomited, "Did you see that I want to borrow it?"

Lu Meihe snorted and turned to Zhou Sisi, who was famous for being gentle and quiet in the class, "Lent me physics homework."

"Sorry, someone borrowed it." Zhou Sisi said.

Not long after she entered the classroom this morning, Qi Minhui came to ask for a physics test paper.

Lu Meihe stood up and asked, "Which one borrowed Zhou Sisi's physics paper?"

"Here I am!" Qi Minhui took the time to reply, "Someone has made a reservation, we are in line."

"I'm going, can anyone borrow me to copy physics homework?" Lu Meihe put his hands on his chest.

"Copy physics homework?" Physics teacher Liu Zhuyang suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

As if being pinched by the invisible hand of fate, the students, whether they were whispering or talking to themselves, kept their heads in silence.

"Does your attitude fit into the classroom of class (1)?"

Liu Zhuyang was thin and not tall, with a little concave on both sides of his cheeks, and a little high cheekbones. He stood on the podium with a serious and cold aura.

"Lu Meihe, as well as those with other people's test papers in their hands, now follow me to the office."

The atmosphere on the scene like a cemetery gradually subsided with the departure of the physics teacher.

Yi Ting watched a large number of classmates walk towards the "execution ground", shaking her shoulders with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I didn't have time to borrow the test paper to copy..."

"So you have to do your own homework." Zhou Sisi concluded.

"I do my homework most of the time," Yi Ting said. "If it weren't for eating melons late last night, I would definitely be able to make the papers before coming to school this morning."

Zhou Sisi asked casually: "What kind of melon to eat?"

"Someone in the post bar said that Xiaoxiaoxiaocao is suspected of being in love," Yi Ting's brain circuit turned.

"I don't know." Zhou Sisi said.

Does Lu Xi have an object? Zhou Sisi thought about it for a moment, and he hadn't seen any trace of his relationship with him. There should be no target.

"Hey, everyone is guessing whether the person who sent a message to the confession wall in the early morning is a small school grass." Yi Ting gestured to get out the phone, "Let me see."

Zhou Sisi shook his head, "Are you going to hand in so many papers to go up? Hurry up and do the questions."

***

The data shows that most of the Moments updates posted late at night will be deleted regrettably by myself the next day.

Although Lu Xi did not post to Moments, it is equivalent to indirectly posting space dynamics.

The more miserable thing is that he has no way to delete the news, unless he contacts the "Hua Li Third Middle School confession wall" operation.

Lu Xiyi sat on the sofa, trying to look back at the screenshot of the chat box with a nonchalant look and mood.

It's a pity that the handsome face didn't cooperate, and when his fingers touched the corresponding movement, the speed of light filled with enthusiasm.

……great.

Lu Xi couldn't take a screenshot of the chat box.

Eyelashes drooped, and his gaze swept to the comment area below.

87 comments responded.

Is this too much abnormal?

【666666】

[Wow, after brushing the confession wall for so long, it was the first time I met the party who exposed kiss]

[This is love]

[Kiss, I suggest you take Wenxin Granules here]

[I will do this. Friend, you must and definitely like her. 】

Hi...like it?

Lu Xikong's palm immediately slapped to his forehead, without using it, his head was in a trance.

The phone seemed to become hot, scorching the palm of his hand slightly, climbing to his chest.

With a light cough, Lu Xi blushed and continued to browse the comments.

[Kick over this pot of invisible dog food]

[Silly you, this is tempting]

[This picture? ? 】

[Is this brother the one I guessed? ? 】

[Lx? lx? lx? 】

[The avatar and chat bubbles are so **** familiar]

……Oversight.

I don't know if Zhou Sisi or her classmates will find out. Hold.

Lu Xi closed his eyes in shame and gave the innocent sofa a palm under him.

If you send another message next time, you must remember to let that confession wall cut off your profile picture or make a code.

No, there is no next time.