Thirty-ninth Raiders

When going to school the next day, Yu Chu obviously felt that the surrounding atmosphere was not right.

The phone kept ringing, she opened the WeChat group in a daze, and found that the classmate group that hadn't popped up for hundreds of years was swiping the screen one by one, and it was full of ahhhh and exclamation points.

[Liu Ahua]: [Today I must go to the second class to see the school grass! 】

[Li Gousheng]: [I'm crazy ah ah ah ah ah ah he really came to school today! ! 】

[Ximen Chuhua]: [It seems to be younger than us, I skipped a level and went to the third year of high school... It's strange why I can't remember clearly, I can't remember the matter of the school grass! Si Bao forgives mother]

[Li Gousheng]: [When you say that, I don't seem to remember well... Ah, forget it! Anyway, I'm so excited ah ah why is my Si Bao so handsome]

…

Yu Chu suddenly had a premonition.

It stands to reason that if it is a memory that has been forcibly changed, it is normal that some details cannot be remembered.

So the school grass secretary treasure in these populations is naturally——

She silently glanced at the boy next to her.

Si Su was lowering his eyes, straightening the sleeves of his school uniform. The young man was tall and tall, his long hair had changed into short short hair, only the silver nail by the ear remained unchanged. He looked like a big guy who was not easy to mess with, he adjusted his sleeves slowly, the zipper of his school uniform was hanging down his white neck, and his eyes were indifferently cold.

It's just that when he looked up at her, his beautiful eyes quickly bent, and changed from a cold and ruthless youthful temperament to a silly white sweetness. He came over and asked, "Why are you looking at me? Are you moved?"

Yu Chu: "..."

She showed him the phone: "You identify yourself as a school grass?"

Si Su glanced at it, didn't pay attention, and reached out to help her carry her schoolbag, "I just modify the memory to make them think I'm a classmate."

The implication.

Everything in the school grass is added by others.

Yu Chu ground his teeth and stared at the troubled face.

... Well, it's not his fault to be flamboyant, how can he keep a low profile with such a face?

She lowered her head, set do-not-disturb in that group, put away her phone and prepared to go to class.

*

Sure enough, this guy set his seat next to her.

When Yu Chu followed him into the class, he clearly felt the hot eyes from all directions... The girl at the front desk straightened up and brushed her hair deliberately, while the girl at the back of the classroom who was receiving hot water blushed and lowered her head to give They get out of the way.

The guy walked over without squinting.

Yu Chu only felt a pain in his head.

She put down her schoolbag, and Su Su pulled away the chair outside her, looking down for a moment.

He sat outside and circled the girl, unable to leave without giving way.

Si Su narrowed his eyes slightly and curled the corners of his thin lips.

…

His slender figure sat next to him, and Yu Chu inside immediately felt inexplicable pressure. A light fragrance lingered on the boy's body, and he took out the book with long white fingers and put it on the table, he really looked like a good student.

A shadow fell outside.

Yin Yuanhang stopped beside his seat.

Yu Chu suddenly discovered that Yin Yuanhang, who was regarded as a famous figure in the school in the original plot, stood in front of Si Su at this moment, and it was almost bleak, and the background board was not even counted. The girls next to him glanced at the sitting boy intentionally or unintentionally, unable to hide their excitement.

"Student, hand in your homework..."

Before Yin Yuanhang finished speaking, Si Su suddenly put the compasses on the table, and there was a soft sound when the metal collided with the table, and the young man spread his other long white hand, and raised the corner of his lips to Yu Chu: "Give me the homework." , I'll hand it over for you."

A satisfied expression that finally vented its anger.