This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

At four o'clock in the morning, Fu Xin got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face quickly, and fumbled for a long time in the drawer before he found a shabby five yuan.

He will walk on this road for an hour, not far away, but his part-time work money will be spent immediately, and it takes time to pick up some plastic bottles to earn some money for daily expenses.

The schoolbag is still at Zongyuan's place, but he is not in a hurry, because neither his classmates nor the teacher cares if he does not finish his homework.

Zong Yuan yawned. He followed Fu Xin with two schoolbags on his back. It was still dark, and with a slight coldness, he watched Fu Xin fiddle with the trash can and the bushes with the branches, skillfully The bottle is flattened and packed into a plastic bag, "This is how you make money for Xin"

0046 shook his head, "He goes to work during the winter and summer vacations, usually attends classes all day, and self-study in the morning and evening. Now it should be that the wages are not enough."

"He can spend it on his own, because he is afraid that his unscrupulous father will take his wages."

Zong Yuan hid behind the telephone pole, but didn't know what to say, how can a high school student support himself

Without money, I really want to be hungry.

He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth squeezed into a tight arc, and suddenly he was not in the mood to follow along. He went to the breakfast stall that just passed by to buy food and remember one thing, "He didn't eat breakfast, right?"

When Zong Yuan arrived in the class with a bag of steamed soy milk, a few talented people came sparsely.

Fu Xin hadn't come yet, probably selling plastic bottles. Zong Yuan put the rice in his hands on his table and started to sleep.

As soon as Fu Xin walked into the school gate, he happened to meet He Xiuxiu who got out of the car. He Xiuxiu lied and lied to him! Bare!

She took care of her school uniform, as if she was giving alms, "You'd better stay away from classmate Zongyuan, lest the transfer student is in a more embarrassed situation after knowing your abnormality."

Fu Xin remembered what Zong Yuan said yesterday, tightened his hands, and said lightly, "No."

Being refuted by Fu Xin is undoubtedly a great shame. He Xiuxiu looked at his back with a distorted expression.

Fu Xin entered the classroom and saw Zong Yuan lying on the desk at first glance. He moved lightly, and then saw the bun soy milk and schoolbag on his desk.

He glanced at Zong Yuan subconsciously. Zong Yuan happened to wake up in a daze, looking at him, "Just come"

Fu Xin nodded and pointed to something on the table, "Is it yours?"

Zong Yuan followed and frowned, "Yours, eat it, it's going to be cold."

His hands touched one by one, and he was amused, "Fortunately, it's warm, this bun is amazing."

Fu Xin seemed to have been slammed several times in his heart. His mouth opened and closed, but instead of speaking, he did not refuse, holding the bun in his hand through the plastic bag, and the warm touch was hot all the way to his heart, "Thank you"

Zong Yuan watched him eat, and the smell of steamed buns drifted directly under his nose. He was full just now, and now he feels hungry again. He cheeked, "Fu Xin, give me a bite."

Fu Xin held the bun and handed it to his mouth. A new bun was placed on top of the bun he had bitten through the bag. Zong Yuan grabbed his wrist carelessly, and directly bit into the fragrant meat. On the bun that Fu Xin took a bite, "It's delicious."

Fu Xin blankly watched him take a bite, his face flushed suddenly, he concealed his head down and chewed on the bun, and finished the divided bun, "You smoked".

He was still biting the bun in his mouth, and he had already smelled the residual smoke on the bun.

Zong Yuan heard himself, strange, "I can smell it"

Fu Xin pointed to his mouth and said vaguely, "You can smell smoke in the bite you have eaten."

Zong Yuan leaned over, the tip of the tall nose almost touched Fu Xin's cheek, he smelled it, and wondered, "Why do I only smell the smell of meat buns?"

Fu Xin pushed his face away in a black thread.

It's been a long time since Zong Yuan got up so early. He was full of energy after sleeping for two classes and just in time for the physical education class.

Zong Yuan is tall. He went to the last stop and hit his eyes very well. The physical education teacher smiled, "Such a tall man, playing basketball is a good player."

They had free activities in this class. They played basketball. There were ten people in the two teams, and they didn't need any substitutes. They watched the excitement in a big circle.

Zong Yuan took off his jacket and found Fu Xin accurately in the crowd. He walked over with a clear goal. The white short sleeves inside could not cover his good figure, "Help me take it."

Fu Xin hugged his jacket, clasped it tightly, his eyes followed him to warm up from the back.

High school students, as long as they are not fat, they can make others praise their good figure, not to mention Zong Yuan's real muscles.

He is the most dazzling striker on the field. Every time he jumps, shoots, and runs, he screams. Many people have blushing cheeks. They are fascinated by Zong Yuan's abdominal muscles from time to time and sweat from his forehead.

A classmate from another class deliberately came to Fu Xin, "Classmate, are you familiar with this handsome guy, can you give me his contact information?"

Fu Xin frowned and looked at Zong Yuan, who was high-fiving with his teammates. He didn't know why he said that, "He doesn't use a mobile phone."

It’s a pity that the person who wants the contact information still doesn’t give up, "That classmate, does this handsome guy have a girlfriend?"

Fu Xin was a ghost, "He doesn't plan to fall in love in his senior year."

Others left with regret. Fu Xin's heart was pounding, with a guilty conscience. Zong Yuan made a three-step layup and scored handsomely. He stroked his sweaty hair and raised his eyebrows in Fu Xin's direction.

There was a hoarse scream around Fu Xin.

Zhang Zhiliang looked at him blankly, not knowing what it meant, "A person who does not study well, no matter how good he is, he has a fart, and he can be admitted to a good university by acting handsome."

He muttered to himself and looked around. The girls who usually blushed and asked him for questions were jumping frantically to cheer for Zongyuan. He looked cold and just saw someone standing there. Fu Xin.

Fu Xin's gaze moved with Zong Yuan on the basketball court. He could play basketball, but it was only a meeting. He usually felt a very normal exercise. When Zong Yuan was here, his whole heart had to be raised every time he watched. I couldn't stop worrying when the opponent attacked, and I couldn't stop excited when seeing Zong Yuan running.

He didn't notice Zhang Zhiliang who had already walked to him.

Zhang Zhiliang looked at the school uniform jacket in his arms, his smile faded, "This is classmate Zongyuan's"

Fu Xin realized that Zhang Zhiliang was standing next to him. He was a little nervous, holding Zong Yuan's coat in his hands, and suddenly relaxed, "Well, Zong Yuan's."

Zhang Zhiliang looked at him caringly, "Isn't Zongyuan difficult to get along with?"

Fu Xin shook his head, "It's easy to get along with."

"Really?" Zhang Zhiliang's voice became lower and lower, as if he was deliberately inducing, "Is he not bullying you or pretending to be easy to get along with?"

Fu Xinmeng turned his head and stared at him. The dark eyes made Zhang Zhiliang's voice pause. Zhang Zhiliang was inexplicably uncomfortable, even unable to speak, "No, isn't it?"

"No," Fu Xin was puzzled easily. "I've said it twice already. He gets along well."

Zong Yuan looked back and saw that Fu Xinzheng and Zhang Zhiliang didn’t know what they were talking about. He had a dark face, frowned uncomfortably, and walked over murderously, grabbing Fu Xin’s wrist and pulling him to himself. Behind him, "Student Zhang Zhiliang, what are you talking about at the same table with me"

0046 Crazy screenshot, "Handsome, handsome and handsome, he must be lying to Fu Xin"

The original direction of the world, Zhang Zhiliang was such a handily that Fu Xin fell into the pit. He waved his sleeves without a problem, and he lived and died who trusted him wholeheartedly.

Zong Yuan's face was dark, he turned his head to look at Fu Xin, and rushed to Fu Xin with enthusiasm. He pointed out, "You didn't watch me play seriously."

Fu Xin nodded seriously, "I watched"

Zong Yuan frowned, sweat slid down his side face, "You are obviously chatting with him"

Zhang Zhiliang was secretly happy, his expression was upright, and a little angry persuaded, "Student Zongyuan, you have too much control, Fu Xin has no obligation to listen to you, you obviously don't put others in the eye"

Fu Xin nodded without hesitation, took out the tissue and handed it to Zong Yuan, with an imperceptible to please, "I was wrong."

Zong Yuan glanced at Zhang Zhiliang, took the tissue, and nodded reservedly, "Forgive you." He looked at Zhang Zhiliang again, with a bright smile, "The Academic Committee is right, what the Academic Committee said is, after all that, the Academic Committee If you don’t come here to play rounds of classmates, the academic committee won’t give me face.”

He was originally a dazzling and eye-catching person. Whether he came next to Fu Xin or talked to Zhang Zhiliang with a smile, many people watched every move. Zong Yuan has long been accustomed to this look, and Zhang Zhiliang should logically be very Habit, after all, he was the most popular person in Class 1 of Senior Three before Zong Yuan came, but now, he feels that these eyes are filled with unbearable ridicule and contempt.

Zhang Zhiliang reluctantly maintained a smile, "The number of you is just right, so I won't participate."

"Hey, simple," Zong Yuan never knew what it means to stop. He waved at his team, and Yang Fan ran over first, "Zong Yuan, something is going on."

Zong Yuan patted him on the shoulder and raised his chin towards Zhang Zhiliang, "Our academic committee also wants to play a game. Isn't the team on the other side with a bad individual strength just come down and rest."

Yang Fan patted his chest, "Small academic committee, come on."

Zhang Zhiliang followed him stiffly with a smile.

Zongyuan Yuguang saw that Fu Xin wanted to open his mouth, he put a slender finger in front of his lips, "Shh, don't speak for him, what would happen to him if he played a ball"

Zong Yuan's fingers were hot, and Fu Xin's lips were intimately pressed against his fingers. Fu Xin removed his hand and whispered, "I didn't want to say this."

Zong Yuan looked at Zhang Zhiliang, snorted, slapped Fu Xin on the back of the head, "Look at, see how Brother abused him"

Walking on the field eagerly.

As soon as Zong Yuan came on the field, he twisted his wrists, turned his head and said to the four brothers around him, "This is a win. I have no choice but to eat and drink whatever I want. There is only one request."

He looked like a hungry wolf when he saw the prey and smiled that he was bound to win. "They won and they cried and called daddy."

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