Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

It was cool to pretend to be a schoolmaster and test the crematorium monthly.

In order not to make himself too embarrassed, Song Yu pulled out a physics paper and began to study mechanics again.

Ma Xiaoding was a busy person. Seeing that Song Yu changed the exercise book of compulsory physics, he was very excited: "Brother Yu, you finally gave up mathematics?"

When Song Yu opened the first chapter, he felt that there was a problem with his words, and he pulled the corners of his lips: "Be respectful, what is giving up?"

Only then did Ma Xiaoding realize that Brother Yu still has the identity of a city student, and he immediately felt ashamed: "Oh, I'm stupid! Brother Yu is so ridiculous, he must have mastered it thoroughly."

Xi Bowen was full of enthusiasm: "Does Yu have any recommendations for learning mathematics?"

Song Yu raised his eyes. Although he was not a high school student in his previous life, his grades were not bad. He used clichéd but really practical words to perfuse: "Seriously take more notes in class, learn to summarize, and be good at generalizing. Ask if you don't understand, don't anyway. Leaving knowledge holes."

Otherwise, your senior year will be uncomfortable for you.

Ma Xiaoding was dissatisfied: "Brother Yu, what you said is the same as if you didn't."

Song Yu rolled his eyes: "That's you out of help!"

Xie Sui had a meal and smiled.

I thought Song Yu would come up with an unbelievable learning method. After all, he was the one who challenged Lagrange even higher after graduating from junior high school. He didn't expect it to be so satisfactory.

Ma Xiaoding was still there forcing him: "Let me say that mathematics is really anti-human. Especially functions, it is the world's greatest evil to me. I bent down and picked up a pen in junior high school, and never understood it again. After this class."

Xi Bowen was speechless: "Then how did you get into the first high school."

Ma Xiaoding was a little proud, and stood tall: "I am good at Chinese! Haven't you seen a tycoon with a partial subject?"

Xi's blog post: "..."

Also good language.

In your ten years of life and death, you have left and right to capture the sky?

Ma Xiaoding said that he couldn't stop: "Although I usually look confused, I am still a literary and artistic youth in my bones. I especially like to recite poems. If I stayed in ancient times, I should be the kind of killing a person. The swordsman of the poem punishes the evil and promotes the good.

"I'll recite a few poems for you..."

Ma Xiaoding caught his tablemate and started his solo show.

Xi's blog post: "..."

He felt that if he listened to his reading, the silent writing of ancient poems in his language was very dangerous.

Ignoring them, Song Yu began to study quietly.

After spending one night studying on a physics paper, he found sufficient confidence.

"I think my talent may be physical."

After finishing the answer and closing the pen cover, Song Yu sighed.

He handed the paper over and lit the pen on the mechanics finale of a unit volume.

"Look, I will do this last question, it's amazing."

Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him.

He actually didn't know what was the use of Song Yu, and he did not have any rules and plans to make questions.

But when he met Song Yu's eyes, it was as if the color of a starry river was falling, some words fluttered in his throat, and he went back again.

He looked down at the paper.

What Song Yu did was a high school mechanics unit test paper. The last finale was the principle of leverage.

Song Yu asked, "Is it amazing?"

Xie Sui stared at him and slowly said, "Awesome."

Song Yu tutted, and became more proud: "It turns out that my talent is in physics."

Xie Sui suddenly remembered that before the start of school, he tracked the replies that Song Yu's ip saw, and smiled: "No, I think your talent is on the bar."

Song Yu: "......???"

At this time the school bell rang.

Ou Yilian hurriedly explained the matter above and said: "Tomorrow there will be a holiday during the day, and the evening will be an orientation ceremony. The class will gather at 7 in the evening and go to the auditorium again. Remember not to be late."

"Okay, after class, Song Yu, come to my office."

Song Yu was inexplicably confused by cue's.

Ma Xiaoding was also stunned: "Brother Yu, do you want me to wait for you."

Song Yu picked up his book and sneered: "We live in the south of the school and the north of the school. What are you waiting for me?"

Ma Xiaoding oh oh twice, turning around one step three times: "Then take care of yourself."

Ou Yilian looked at Song Yu holding the book. He frowned, obviously not cutting. Without saying a word, stepped on high heels and walked to the office.

In the office.

Ou Yilian didn't look at Song Yu either, she looked at the list, "Song Yu, right? I heard the principal say that you are a special student and need special treatment?"

Although Oilean’s character in "Gentle Control" is not flattering, she is still a teacher after all, and she has done nothing extraordinary.

Song Yu wouldn't embarrass her.

Hearing this, he shook his head: "No, no special treatment, thank you teacher."

Ou Yilian was expressionless, holding a red pen in her hand and drew twice, and said, "How about I adjust your seat to the edge of the podium? You have a special body and need to be clean. You can calm down without being noisy at the same table."

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu's face was expressionless: "Isn't there no seats at the edge of the podium?"

Ou Yilian: "I can arrange one specifically for you."

Song Yu smiled: "Thank you teacher, but my lungs are not good."

As soon as Ou Yilian put the pen down, she made great movements, frowned, and clearly showed her irritability to Song Yu.

She had a cold tone: "Xie Sui came in with the No. 1 grade in the city, don't you feel stressed if you sit next to him?"

Song Yu asked rhetorically, "Wang Ci sits next to him so there is no pressure?"

Oilean was poked, did not speak, staring at him.

Song Yu's eyes were clear and pitch-black, and when there was no smile at all, he looked perverse and cold: "Teacher, you called me to the office to make me give a seat to Wang Ci?"

Ou Yilian avoided the topic with a cold face: "Song Yu, this is the attitude you told your teacher. Are you a student?"

Song Yu was too lazy to care about her, and took out his mobile phone: "Since Xie Sui is at the same table, you also said that the students arrange their own arrangements, why don't you ask his wishes."

Ou Yilian was furious: "It's my business to talk to him, and it's not your turn. We are talking about your attitude. The teacher just wants you to change seats, so you fought with me. You are so good, you give I’m changing classes! I don’t want to deal with people like you, anyway, after being managed, it’s a scum in society."

Song Yu didn't want to negotiate with her, so he clicked a few numbers.

"beep--"

The call sounds.

Song Yu handed her the phone to her: "You can talk to the principal about changing classes."

All O Yilian's words choked in her throat.

Song Yu's eyes were waiting to tear off a layer of skin.

She laughed angrily: "You are threatening me. Do you think I really can't do anything to you?"

Song Yu smiled.

The call is connected.

The principal said kindly over there, "Why did Yu Yu call suddenly?"

Ou Yilian was taken aback, then her tone changed, and she grieved Baba and said, "The principal, it's me, Teacher Ou, Song Yu's head teacher."

Principal: "Oh, teacher Ou, what's wrong?"

Ou Yilian's tone seemed to have been wronged by God: "Principal, I can't control this student. I just called him over and asked about the seat, and he angered me and called you to threaten me. After teaching for so many years, I have never seen such a perverse student. He is in poor health, and I dare not say anything to him. This can’t be beaten and scolded. If I continue to teach, I’d better change to a more capable teacher. Come teach."

The principal was silent for a long time.

"Yu Yu is in poor health, you should bear it a little bit more."

Teacher Ou spit out bitter water: "The principal, it's not that I don't bear it, but he despises me from the bottom of his heart and disrespects my work. Have you ever seen the students who talked with the teacher the first day of school?

Principal: "You give the phone to Yu Yu."

Song Yu looked coldly at her to avoid the weight and beat him down, and took the phone: "Hey, principal."

Oilean sneered and stared at him.

Song Yu looked down, looking very well-behaved.

Seeing O Yilian's expression, the corners of her lips curled up playfully.

"No, I think Class One is very good, and Teacher Ou is also very good."

"There is no plan to change shifts for the time being."

"She wanted me to sit by the podium. I didn't want to, so she began to scold me, saying that I would be a scum in society in the future."

Oilean's smile stiffened.

The principal was obviously angry over there: "Teacher Ou, is what Yu Yu said true?"

Ou Yilian was miserable: "Principal, this child, alas, this child is taken out of context. I was worried about his body and wanted to put him under the eyelids to look after, so I said that I would arrange it to the podium. After asking his opinion, he opposed me. Go on. Isn’t I the responsibility of the deep love? Treat every student as his own child. If he doesn’t know how to speak, he will speak a little harder, but it’s all for his good. But maybe he understands me. Be fierce, don't like him. This lump has already formed in my heart, and I also have troubles, so I don't want to say more. For his good, and for my good, you should change the class of this child."

After a long silence, the headmaster's words came out.

"Yu Yu just said that he likes you? He also likes Class One. If he doesn't want to leave, just let him stay. And Teacher Ou, not all the words in his good name can be said casually. You have your education Method, but please also consider the child’s affordability."

"Yu Yu was born in poor health, so you should take care of it. Don't cry in front of me with little things."

Oilian people are stupid.

Song Yu smiled while holding his information book.

The phone is busy.

O Yilian's expression is very beautiful.

Song Yu smiled gracefully: "Teacher Ou, three years, please advise."

I will definitely become the most distinctive stroke in your teaching history—teaching you to be a man.

Ou Yilian's pen almost broke through the roster, frantically flipping through Song Yu's information. It seemed that it was just an ordinary working family-so just because of a disease? So many privileges?

She didn't know how to explain to Wang Ci, and she was so angry that she missed another chance to favor the Wang family.

"Well, change your seat after the next monthly exam. See if you can sit next to Xie Sui."

Song Yu put his cell phone away and smiled: "Okay, goodbye, teacher."

Next time you are not in this class, you are not sure.

He couldn't understand why Xie Suitan had such a number one person because of the knowledgeable and amiable class teacher in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Stupid and poisonous, and with her IQ and character, did she really test her teacher qualification certificate herself?

Song Yu left the office, went downstairs, and saw Xie Sui under the street lamp.

Xie Sui was squatting down and teasing a wild cat with his fingers. The cool light flowed over his side face, his thick eyelashes and pale lips made it seem that his whole temperament was noble and cold.

Song Yu was taken aback: "Are you waiting for me?"

Xie Sui stood up without denying it, only smiled, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something."

Song Yu was indeed a little hungry and nodded.

Ask as you walk.

"Aren't you going back to the bedroom first?"

"I live in an apartment with you, drop in."

Damn it!

Song Yu's eyes widened.

"Why did you live in too."

Xie Sui said calmly: "The principal arranged it."

Song Yu understands, the best treatment in the city? Special single room from the beginning of high school.

Wait, is this setting in the original book? Damn, he has forgotten his memory.

Song Yu did not intend to tell Xie Sui about Ou Yilian. Now that he has decided to help him get rid of the nightmare of the previous life, he does not need to understand such a gloomy head teacher.

The backstreet of the school is a snack street. Many shops at this point are closed, but the barbecue stalls are busy, and the sizzling squid is sizzling, and the aroma is floating all the way.

Song Yu was full of interest: "A bunch of grilled gluten, a grilled rice cake, a grilled leek, and a pair of grilled wings..."

Xie Sui helplessly stopped him: "Enough, don't eat too much at night." Turning to the stall owner, "Just give him roasted gluten and roasted rice cakes."

Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and let him go.

The stall owner yelled dissatisfiedly: "Young man, you are in charge of your girlfriend."

Song Yu has moved to the battlefield to buy oden. Leaving Xie Sui heard these words and smiled playfully, his dark eyes couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"looks like?"

The stall owner's business was mostly cut off, and he rolled his eyes and complained: "Like! Why not!"

When Song Yu returned with the oden, the rice cakes and green vegetables were already baked. He didn't have free hand, so he gave Xie Sui the book first.

Eating fish balls, walking on the boulevard in a middle. Thinking of the late self-study, Song Yu suddenly felt funny, chewing something and vaguely asked, "Are you really afraid that I will surpass you?"

Xie Sui failed to keep up with his brain circuit: "What?"

Song Yu: "It's the number one in the city."

Looking at him with clear and smiling eyes. Xie Sui had no reason to think of the energy he gritted his teeth when doing the question.

He was funny in his heart, and looked down at him quietly: "I'm afraid--"

He dragged his voice.

Seeing Song Yu's slowly surprised expression, he slowly said the next words, teasing and teasing.

"Afraid you cry."

Song Yu: "???" Throwing the lottery into the trash can, he couldn't believe it: "Do you think I would be a man who shed tears for math?"

He would be willing to cry once and add ten points. The key is that mathematics, physics and chemistry do not believe in tears.

Xie Sui changed the subject: "You care about learning?"

Song Yu was mentioned as sad, and looked at the sky: "It's not that I care, it's my dad. He threatened me that I will go home to farm if I don't study hard. He wants me to enter the first grade one month. Hundred, I am 350 in the entrance examination. Does he value me too much."

Xie Sui remembered that Song Yu had an older brother. The burden of the Song family will not fall on him. For this sick little son, the Song family can be said to have been doted on the sky.

Perhaps only that kind of love can cultivate such a pure, kind, and sincere soul.

but.

Xie Sui lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

It was almost 800, but it was not 400.

Song Yu continued to look at the sky, never thinking that one day he would be distressed for studying, biting the barbecue sign: "How many grades are in the top 100?"

Xie Sui really couldn't answer this question.

Standing at the apex of the pyramid, Xueshen can't experience the human suffering of the ordinary Xueba below.

"You can."

All he can give is such a careless, understatement of encouragement.

Song Yu sighed: "Forget it, you are at the same table anyway. If you don't, I will ask you more, and the results will always be up."

Xie Sui looked at Song Yu amusedly: "Okay, but don't ask Lagrange."

Song Yu: "??? Why."

Xie Sui said indifferently: "For nothing, you can't use it or understand it."

Song Yu: "..."? Now I look down on people!

In the teacher's apartment, Song Yu lives on the fourth floor, and Xie Sui lives on the third floor, and they are all in the corner by coincidence. Song Yu was taken aback when he heard the news, and then came to the conclusion: "Then I jumped off the balcony, or your balcony?"

Xie Sui glanced at him lightly: "Don't be dead."

Song Yu tutted: "I jumped down to find you a problem, how do you call death when you study."

Pushing him through the door, Xie Sui stood at the door, the light was half-bright and half-dark, and his smiley and non-smiling expressions also showed a melancholy, surprisingly gorgeous expression, "You fall in love with mathematics, it is the greatest death."

Don't wait for Song Yu to speak.

The door has been closed for him.

Song Yu who left the reaction was furious at the door incompetent.

day!

On the first day of his stay, everyone in the family was extremely nervous.

Mother Song called from City A and asked about everything.

After talking for an hour, Song Yu almost got tired of saying "very good".

Father Song's way of expressing his concern was very simple and practical. He directly transferred a sum of money to him, and the leader of the boss decided not to collapse.

His brother was overseas and sent an e-mail. As the heir of the Song family, Brother Song moved closer to the elite in everything, and spoke concisely. After expressing his greetings, he left a phone number directly as his assistant who stayed in the country.

[If you want to ask dad if you are embarrassed, please call this. 】

Song Yu really wanted to give his brother a thumbs up.

As an older sister, Song Wanying was used to getting used to each other. She was embarrassed to say something and sent a short period.

【Song Wanying:. 】

[Song Yu:? 】

[Song Wanying:! 】

[Song Yu:...]

There was a tacit dialogue between them.

[Song Wanying: What did you use to convince dad? 】

[Song Yu: Take my love for learning? 】

[Song Wanying: 350? 】

[Song Yu: You can only look at the scores, your thoughts will never reach my height in this life]

[Song Wanying: ... cattle batch]

I called Grandma Meng and uncle again, and today's task was finally completed. Throwing the apple cores into the trash can and lay on the bed. Before going to bed, Song Yu seemed okay and scanned the forum.

As soon as I entered, I saw my name.

On the first day of school, the forum traffic of No. 1 Middle School exploded. There are two hot posts at the top.

[Has any freshman found someone who is suspected to be Brother Yu in the class? 】

Song Yuzhen, who was inexplicably cueed, thinks this forum is sick, so why do you call him? Fight? Don't, wouldn't it be embarrassing if you can't scold and beat you?

Song Yuxian was bored and clicked in.

Main building: straight to the point, there is nothing in our class, pass.

1l: Report, there are three names in our class with metaphors, a charming girl, a big man with a simple head, and a bookworm who is near-sighted nine hundred degrees. I don't think it is Brother Yu, the report is over.

2l: There are too many metaphors in the name, and there is no way to start. And just because of Yu's awkward appearance, I think it should be very thorny [Manual Dog Head]

3l:? Hahaha, what is the way to grow a very thorny head, describe it?

4l: Day, don't make me public jokes, OK, I beat people.

5l: I think Brother Yu should be very handsome, but the screen name has a metaphor, and the name does not necessarily have a metaphor. I used to name myself Mengxing Huanya·Die Liushang [狗头]

6l: Handsome hammer! It's just a web sprayer, in reality it is estimated to be a short and fat one. The eyes of the girls in my school really make me admire. I like all the idiots.

7l: I didn't like you, I thought my eyes were good [smile].

Three hundred rounds of scolding x1

.......

123l: Stop scolding, brother and sister, I'm so curious about how sacred Brother Yu is! qwq

124l: Don't bother. Brother Yu dared to be on the Internet every day, and he would definitely not reveal his real name.

125l: No, if you expose your real name, you will be beaten.

Song Yu turned all the way down, everyone was surprised. Surprised why so many people speak for him, and why so many people catch him spraying.

Gee, inexplicable.

So he posted his thoughts.

126l Your husband Yu:...

......

127l:? ? ? ?

128l:! ! ! ! !

129l: A group photo! Husband ah ah ah ah ah!

130l: fuck, fuck!

131l: The ellipsis is so handsome, I'm so happy!

132l: Ah ah ah, this is the closest I was to my husband.

133l: Pass by and punch a card.

Song Yu: "..."

After the fans' carnival and passers-by watch, Heizi began to come out for business.

165l: What is the pretense! Low force means being prestigious online

166l: Report your name, let me see what kind of bird you look like.

167l: You are so capable, make an appointment at the school gate tomorrow! Don't know the mother who was beaten.

168l: Laughing, you are also worthy to see my brother Yu?

169l: Even if the fool is dark, I lose if I lose my fan.

Three hundred rounds of scolding x2

"Swearing again?"

Song Yu's eyes twitched.

They brushed it so fast that Song Yu couldn't figure it out. Looking dazzled, he simply retreated.

The second hot post on the forum also remains high.

[Afraid that the selection of school grass will be reshuffled? 】

Main building:

The selection of the school grass does not take me to thank God, what is the pheasant selection [smile][smile]?

Apart from anything else, the picture above.

1l: [Picture]

2l: [Picture]

.......

In just two minutes, this building has turned a page. All screams and shouts swept the screen.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! 】

[I show my sisters a death in place! 】

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah, this eyelash, this look, this temperament, I'm crazy! 】

[Hum hum What is immortal color value is I do not deserve hum hum I do not deserve him with a breathing air! 】

[My God, my hands are still shaking now. The moment I clicked in, I really felt my heart stopped for a moment. 】

Crazy screaming and crying, and all kinds of big rainbow farts.

Song Yu's finger stopped on the photo of Xie Sui in the main building.

It should be from the perspective of a candid photo. Xie Sui sat on the seat, holding a few sheets of paper in his hand, and took the photo from outside the classroom. The eyelashes cast shadows, but his expression was cold and lazy.

The shirt is white, cold and ascetic, which is the appearance of a campus male **** in all campus novels.

In the next picture, he should have found a sneak shot. Pressing the paper, looking over, the delicate facial features showed the charming charm under the lens. His eyes were dark and deep, but his vision was sharp and cold.

Without a smile, the peach blossom eyes appear thin and distant, especially difficult to approach.

"The protagonist is still handsome."

Song Yu sighed.

Last time I gave Zhu Zhixing a lesson, and those rumors did not flow from junior high school to high school for a while. In fact, he is quite happy to watch such a development, Xie Sui should live such a bright and outstanding life.

Someone learned that this was the No. 1 in the high school entrance examination, and the screams of the fans turned a few pages in an instant. "Thanks to the gods" and "Brother Shenxian" are accompanied by various "ahhhhh" and "uuuuu". Song Yu, who is watching, wants to cross again. Are these girls so emotional? You have to repeat a word many times, sister, you are not tired of typing.

But when he was about to order, he saw his name again inexplicably.

231l: It's normal to like to look good like this. I don't know if your girls like the spray that dare not show their faces.

Song Yu: "..."

232l:? ? ?

233l: You **** want to cue my brother Yu?

234l: I like to thank God and Yu brother are not contradictory, idiot Heizi will scold your mother to buy food tomorrow will be super double!

235l: Laughing, the licking dog above is here again. So Niubi, let Brother Yu take the first place in the city and be a school grass.

236l: It is enough for Brother Yu to be your father.

Three hundred rounds of scolding x3.

The Gua Lu people who came later sighed silently.

512l: Your brother Yu is really a **** man [吃瓜][吃瓜].

513l: Brother Yu is the spokesperson of the **** storm [Manual Dog Head]

Song Yu: "..."

On the forum, the words "thank God" and "Brother Yu" were torn apart. Originally, it was Song Yu's appearance, but now the photos should also be posted on the forum, but after him and Wang Ci were in the same way, the girls in Class I were afraid to post it. But it's really itchy, I really want to tell everyone. In addition to thanking the gods in their class, there is also a handsome guy, and the two are still at the same table.

Song Yu saved the photo from the forum and sent it to Xie Sui. He had just finished the shower, his eyelids drooped lazily, his eyelashes were still wet, and he looked very cute.

[Song Yu: Look, this is you. 】

Xie Sui couldn't regard himself as a real high school student, even if he was pure-hearted. Using the money Xu Shien gave him, he used a mysterious identity to contact his subordinates in the previous life. At this point in time, Qu Rong was laid off and his mother was seriously ill.

He leaned against the bed, his brows were cold, his fingers moved quickly on the keyboard.

When Song Yu’s news was posted.

Qu Rong was completely defeated in the negotiation with him. At the time of life's worst breakdown, the desolate man who fell from the clouds could only seize the only opportunity: "Well, you now give me 300,000, and I will tear my face back to Xie's."

Xie Sui glanced at the phone. It was Song Yu's news.

He lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, and he typed on the computer: "Happy cooperation."

He stopped talking to Qu Rong and took his cell phone.

Open, it is two photos of himself.

Song Yu is still sending messages.

[Song Yu: Thank God, you know that there are so many fans on the forum. 】

[Song Yu: Many people like you. 】

He said these are really happy for Xie Sui.

You see, there is no need for those scumbags to light up the world. There are already many people crazy for you, and you are the light in their eyes.

Xie Sui gave a finger, wondering why he thought of the mint-flavored hug that night.

The high wall in the alley, the well-behaved young man holding a math book.

Sweet, slightly pungent.

People can't help but wonder what such a kiss would be like.

Xie Sui smiled.

Back in the past, it was a very short word.

[Xie Sui: Hmm. 】

[Song Yu: What kind of grace! You are too cold! I will send you the forum address to let you see how your fans confessed. 】

[Xie Sui: How about you? 】

[Song Yu:? ? ? Me what. 】

Xie Sui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a little smile appeared in his dark pupils.

[Xie Sui: Many people like me. ] How about you? Do you like it.

But after all, Song Yu is a straight man in the forum "I can't help you if you think so", and he understands the meaning completely different.

[Song Yu:? ? ? What do you mean? Start showing off? 】

[Song Yu: There must be many people who like me too! Go see! My name is **** everywhere. 】

[Song Yu: Mimei is no less than you]

Xie Sui: "......"

[Xie Sui: Oh. 】

Song Yu stared, anxious, just like being forced.

[Song Yu: Why did I lie to you? Wait, I will give you the address. 】

[Song Yu: [Share URL]]

[Song Yu: Go and see! 】

Xie Sui clicked in.

[Why is there a special building for Xie Shen, but our brother Yu doesn't? Brother Yu and his wife fans come here to check in]

1l: clock in.

2l: Check in! !

4l: Check in!

5l: I'm not convinced that they say Brother Yu is a squirt!

6l: Dissatisfaction + 1

...

71l: I don't know why, I always think that a reckless teenager like Yu Ge must be very cute in reality, hehe.

The sight falls on this one.

Xie Sui smiled.

It is very cute.

When Song Yu got up the next morning, Aunt Bai was already pouring milk.

The table was full of sandwiches, eggs, porridge, and fried dough sticks.

Song Yu was shocked: "This is too rich, I definitely can't finish it."

Aunt Bai wiped her hands and smiled: "The first time I made breakfast for you, I don't know what I like to eat, so I prepared some."

Song Yu, "Thank you Auntie Bai, but milk and bread will be enough in the future."

The evening is the ceremony of the new students.

During the day Song Yu didn't have any arrangements. On this day, most students would go to buy daily necessities, but all his grandmother Meng had arranged in advance, and there was nothing missing, so she seemed to be doing nothing.

Biting the bread, flipping the phone. Song Yu has very few people adding QQ.

Ma Xiaoding's gloomy head portrait of Zhenzi is particularly obvious when there is news, and is at the forefront.

[Sadako does not forget the man who digs the well: Brother Yu, the old opponent before high school started dating me on the first day! At the gate of a lieutenant colonel, I will go, don’t read it. 】

Song Yu: "..."

These are all trash boys. They fought on the first day of high school. You can go to school and go home to farm.

Song Yu, who consciously replaced the enrollment hegemony, sent six points to Ma Xiaoding.

Although he doesn't need to prepare, Xie Sui should have it. Xie Sui was used to being alone again. Since he was little, he had no friends, so there must be no one to accompany him. Gee, it's so pathetic.

So, the considerate Song Yu sent a message to Xie Sui.

[Go to the supermarket together? 】

After a while, Xie Sui replied.

【Ok. 】

When Song Yu went out, Xie Sui was already waiting for him. The teenager was standing idle in front of the boulevard downstairs in the apartment, playing with his mobile phone. He raised his head when he heard the movement, his expression was natural, his eyes were light and distant like the morning mist that had not dispersed.

"so fast?"

Song Yu ran downstairs after sending the message, but Xie Sui's posture seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Xie Sui said, "After I went out to eat breakfast, I received your message on the way back."

"Oh oh."

But after taking two steps, Song Yu immediately discovered the problem, stopped and looked back: "I'll be back after eating. You didn't plan to go out today?"

Xie Suifeng said lightly, "Well, I don't plan to accompany you."

Song Yu: "..."

So in the end, he was moved and thoughtful?

Both of them have nothing to buy, so shopping is very dull. Song Yubing thought that he couldn't come for nothing, so he simply bought a lot of things in the snack area. There are a lot of girls gathered here, wearing the school uniforms of No. 1 Middle School, secretly glaring at them frantically.

The line of sight was so hot that it was hard for Song Yu not to pay attention. He looked back from time to time, but as soon as he turned around, they immediately pretended to chat and play on the phone, bowing their heads and couldn't catch them.

"Have you noticed that they have been watching us."

Song Yu covered his face with a bag of potato chips, and said to Xie Sui's ear.

Xie Sui: "I found it."

Song Yu: "The goosebumps on my eyes are all up, have you seen me? They seem to be more excited!"

Song Yu is good-looking, and he has received a lot of amazing and admiring eyes since he was a child, but he has never experienced this strange sight, strange and hot, and the excitement inside makes his scalp numb.

Xie Sui glanced over there indifferently. He was tall and legged, and his aura was strong. The girls were scared and turned around silently.

When they left, a few girls deliberately lowered their excitement.

"How can there be so much love!"

"They are just a match made in heaven!"

"Oh, all the CPs I knocked on are not as good as them."

"What kind of romantic operation is going to the supermarket together!"

A clear Song Yu: "..."

He took the potato chips and turned his head in disbelief, his pupils staring unbelievably: "Did you hear it?"

Xie Sui nodded.

Song Yu: "Are you not angry?"

Xie Sui looked down, his expression indifferent: "Do you want this packet of potato chips?"

Song Yu was made into a fuss by his attitude, regardless of what others said. Scratching his head, he looked down at the shopping cart and nodded his head: "Yes."

Go to the other side.

Song Yu saw the mints on the shelf and his eyes lit up: "g, this, I especially liked eating when I was a kid."

Xie Sui smiled.

For Xie Sui, walking around the supermarket with people is a very novel experience.

Novel and boring.

He began to remember something in his mind.

From Song Yu's faint expressions, guessing his favorite colors, favorite things, favorite flavors, they are equally boring, but not boring.

For Xie Sui, it was so easy to want someone to like.

The depressive and gloomy childhood, the terrible and disgusting student days, had little or no big influence on him. He used to be sensitive to low self-esteem, and his emotions were easily manipulated. In the end, he became the person who controlled the emotions of others.

Checked the time.

Forty minutes.

Walk out of the supermarket.

Song Yu asked, "Would you like to go to my place for lunch?"

Xie Sui smiled and said, "Thank you, no more."

Song Yu carried a very large bag full of snacks. The heat in September was not cleared, and after walking only a few steps to the bus station, his face became a little red and hot.

a. When did the eldest master who never left the house ever suffered this kind of suffering?

But he didn't want to call for rent.

Song Yu is very busy. He needs to check the bus route with his mobile phone, and he also needs to look at the stop signs. He also carries a very heavy bag in his hand.

Annoyed by the cicadas on the tree, frowned.

Xie Sui rolled up his sleeves, showing his white and powerful arms, and took the snack bag from his hand: "Check, I'll mention it first."

Song Yu felt it was not heavy, so he gave it to him.

"No. 7, No. 258."

In the eyes of the people waiting next to the bus, this has a different meaning. The two girls wearing skirts and backpacks looked at each other, and they both read a deep misfortune in each other's eyes.

"This is too considerate, when does my boyfriend have this vision?"

"That's probably to wait until the year of the monkey, I think you might as well change one, so faster."

"Hey, you are so annoying, are you starting to persuade you?"

After the two laughed, bus No. 7 came, and the girl in the yellow skirt was going to get on the bus, but was stopped by the girl behind.

"No, No. 7 is the main entrance. Someone is fighting. Let's sit 305."

The girl in the yellow skirt was taken aback, "Fight? Who."

The girl behind poked her mouth: "I don't know, someone in the dormitory group told me. In the alley opposite the main entrance, taking a knife and a brick, it seems to be fierce, let's avoid it."

Song Yu, who had taken a step forward, stopped again. The corners of his mouth twitched, his look a bit ugly.

Now high school students are so active in fighting?

Song Yu said, "Wait a minute."

Song Yu called Ma Xiaoding directly.

The phone was connected immediately, and the environment on Ma Xiaoding's side was a bit noisy.

Song Yu said coldly: "You haven't finished the fight after a morning?"

Ma Xiaoding roared particularly aggrieved: "No, Brother Yu, we were caught by the security guard at the gate of the school. I don't know which nosy passerby complained! Now we are moving to the battlefield and in the Internet cafe!"

Song Yu was stunned for a second: "Did you hit the Internet cafe?"

Ma Xiaoding: "Yeah! We put down our swords and guns and decided to have an e-sports among men!"

Song Yu: "..."

He just wanted to hang up.

Suddenly Ma Xiaoding lowered his voice by several degrees.

"Brother Yu, come, come, I went to the Internet cafe and found that this kid Zhu Zhixing is also here, let's teach him a lesson."

Song Yu thought for a long time before remembering who Zhu Zhixing was. He barked his teeth and laughed angrily, "I remember I said--" You want to remember Queen Xiong instead of Zhu Zhixing!

Before he could finish his words, Ma Xiaoding was already filled with righteous indignation and began to add: "Mom, the mentally retarded, now follows the **** behind the high school bully. The goddess Chen Zhijie likes is interesting to Xie Sui. They are now planning to be there. The woman beat Xie Sui to her face. Zhu Zhixing said that he knew Xie Sui’s family had only one old man, no father and no mother. They toss about Xie Sui as long as he didn’t die. Xie Sui dare to call the police and threaten him with his grandmother. This is human words?!"

"When I finish playing bo5, and after a showdown with Tang Gou. I will teach him, Brother Yu, are you coming?"

"..."

Song Yu swallowed the rest of the words back.

He gritted his teeth.

There was a cold light in the eyes, and the voice was cold: "Come, give me the address."

I hung up my phone, turned my head to see Xie Sui, thought about it, and said, "I'm going to call someone later. Will you go with me?"

Xie Sui: "..."

He felt that Song Yu came to Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School as a schoolmaster.

Suddenly a strong interest arose in his heart. Xie Sui's dark eyes stared at him quietly. For a long time, the corners of his lips curled up: "Go."