Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu was a little confused by him, reward?

Yes, I realized from the summer vacation that now, it seems that he has always been harassing Xie Sui with questions, and he hasn't given anything in return.

This will not work.

Brother Yu was never a person who took it for nothing.

Song Yu leaned over and asked enthusiastically: "Then what do you want?"

When he got closer, he could see Song Yu's eyelashes clearly, and he could feel the heat of his breathing.

Xie Sui smiled suddenly and blinked at him like a hint that seemed to be tacit.

Song Yu was slightly taken aback, rarely saw such youthful movements from Xie Sui, fresh and bright, like Lin Wu Chenfeng.

Xie Sui pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer and another pen. There was noisy reading around, and he wrote a line to Song Yu.

[Tell me what was upset just now? 】

Xie Sui's handwriting is very beautiful, clear and elegant, but his pen is very deep.

Song Yu glanced at him puzzledly, so the reward he wanted was the answer to this question?

what does it mean.

But many things do not resort to the mouth, but it is reassuring to write them out. Holding the pen, Song Yu thought for a while and wrote a reply.

[I don’t like our class teacher very much. 】

Xie Sui laughed when he saw the answer, holding the pen in the hand.

With Song Yu's life experience, it is not difficult to change a teacher in Jingcheng. Is O Yilian worth his trouble?

He wrote.

【and so? 】

Song Yu thought "so I have to think of a way to get her away", but in Xie Sui's mind, he was already a idiot who could only fight. He had to save his image.

[So I have to study hard and slap her in the face. 】

But when his note was halfway through, it was cut off by the Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher came to supervise the morning reading, and Xie Suimen is top-notch. Most of the average grade of a class depends on him. Naturally, each teacher's heart is the focus of attention.

When I entered the classroom, I saw Song Yu passing notes to harass Xie Sui. The Chinese teacher frowned and walked slowly, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Reading early, reading early, not reading aloud is what an early reading is, let me see what to pass on."

As soon as the teacher entered the door, the whole class became quiet, put down the textbooks, and looked here.

"No, nothing."

There were bad things about the class teacher above, how could Song Yu let him see it, his expression changed, and he pulled it subconsciously, but the paper was torn and it was torn in half.

The Chinese teacher took the last half and said: "So I have to study hard and slap her in the face?"

The whole class laughed out loud.

Song Yu: "......"

The Chinese teacher was stunned, but he didn't expect Song Yu to have this enlightenment, "Who are you going to hit in the face?"

Song Yu's expression was slightly stiff.

Xie Sui next to him had already helped him out, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "Slap me in the face."

The Chinese teacher stared slightly, definitely not believing, this "she" is not "he", but the affairs between students, as long as you click, this age is about face.

He also didn't force Song Yu to hand over the rest, frowning, saying, "Don't pass the note when you read in the morning, stay together at the same table all day long, and there is nothing left to say."

The rest of the class laughed uncomfortably.

Song Yu: "......"

After the teacher left, Ma Xiaoding kept smiling, and then asked Song Yu from behind: "Brother Yu, this is still a few weeks away from the monthly exam. Have you already declared war on Xie Shen?"

Song Yu didn't stare at him angrily: "Yes!"

Xi Bowen used the pen as a microphone and approached Xie Sui: "Thank you for asking questions. What do you think about the provocation from Xueba from a city."

Xie Sui hooked his lips: "It's a great honor."

Ma Xiaoding applauded: "My brother Yu is a Niubi, the school tyrant and the school tyrant grasp with both hands, and the Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School has two dads."

Song Yu's real learning scum is a false learning tyrant, and became angry: "Shut up."

The monthly exam is a relatively important thing for Song Yu in high school, and he needs to give an explanation to Song's father and mother in City A. If he takes another three hundred and five exams, I'm afraid it's not that his parents feel that he has no knowledge or know what to do in Jingcheng, so he might as well go back and feel at ease under his nose.

At the end of the morning reading, Song Yu realized that he had forgotten to bring homework.

The representative of the Chinese class is the girl who asked the definition question last time. She is beautiful and has a very gentle personality: "I can wait for you, do you want to go back now? Time should be too late."

The teacher’s apartment where Song Yu lived, it took half an hour to go back and forth. He remembered that the homework was only 300 words, so he might as well write a temporary copy: "Thank you, class representative, let me write another copy. What is the content?" "

The representative of the Chinese class communicated with him for the first time. The spirit of the original person was tense. After discovering that Song Yu was so approachable, he felt confused and joyful in his heart. He blushed and said softly, "No thanks, no thanks, the content is the plan for the new semester. And plan."

Song Yu: "Okay."

How did he write yesterday...

Oh, he copied it online yesterday.

Although Song Yu worked hard to be a master of learning, diary composition and the like were never his strong points.

"Show me yours."

Song Yu turned his head to ask his deskmate for help.

Xie Sui smiled and refused: "I'm afraid it won't work, mine has no reference to you."

Song Yu: "They are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students, what do you mean? Look down on people?"

Xie Sui couldn't help him, and passed the paper on the table.

Song Yu glanced, his eyes blackened with anger.

Xie Sui's plan for the new semester didn't have three hundred words at all, or even three crosses.

A line of words clearly above the notebook:

Help my deskmate win the city first

Song Yu: "..."

He is so presumptuous because of his good grades. Chinese teachers won't take him.

Song Yu was very dissatisfied with his plan: "Are you going to help me surpass you?"

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu: "Then there is nothing else?"

Xie Sui smiled: "Yes, my plan for this semester is only you."

Song Yu: "..."

The representative of the Chinese class waiting to receive homework: "!!!"

After asking a question last time, the girl's heart was crushed by the indifferent school grass, she turned into a CP fan herself.

What is it now?

Is the master sending sugar online?

Is smart enough to not work hard? Song Yu bubbling sourly and decided to educate him: "How can you do this? Do you want to study hard? Do you want to take a major?!"

Xie Sui ignored his anger and smiled and said, "Are you ready to write?"

Song Yu then remembered that the class representative was still waiting for him. He turned his head and said, "Wait, give me fifteen minutes."

The class representative couldn't suppress the smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I can hand it in next class, you and thank God take your time."

I am willing to wait another hour! !

Xie Sui looked at his bitterness and hatred, kindly: "Can I help you provide some ideas?"

Song Yu's eyes shined: "For example."

Xie Sui: "The first goal is to be a school boss when school starts."

Song Yu: "...shut up."

On Friday, the book on the mountain tower developed to this point, Song Yu should not be able to respond. Blame it on the day of the summer vacation, and I opened a forum and made countless enemies. There is Gaofeng today, and there may be a wind Gao tomorrow. Might as well simply get the status of a school boss, and powerful.

So why did he want to be this sprayer in the first place-but if it wasn't for his dad to call in inexplicably and make an appointment for the next month's exam, how could he be so angry and go against others.

So, Dad, if your son doesn't learn to be a school boss, it's all yours.

You have memorized it.

The post "Decisive Battle on the Top of the Mountain of Books" has been at the top of the list in recent days.

Especially after the reply of "Your husband Yu", it pushed the atmosphere towards the **.

Sophomore, class 15.

It was the first time that Gao Feng received so many people's attention. He was over-excited. Sitting in the classroom, facing a group of people's inquiries, Gao Feng was full of joy.

"Actually, I didn't worry about this. Song Yu looked like a little girl. I guess I fell when I moved my fingers."

"No need, hey, I didn't close my eyes because of the trouble, hahahahahaha."

Saying "It's not necessary", my mouth can't open with joy.

Chen Zhijie, who dyed his hair back and sat in the last row doing his homework, sneered.

Gao Feng heard it, turned his head, triumphantly: "What are you laughing at? Did you have me so prestigious when you were a schoolmaster?"

Chen Zhijie didn't say a word.

Look at him pityingly, like a stupid and unknowing idiot.

Gao Feng was angry: "What look in your eyes, want to fight?"

Chen Zhijie ignored him and got up to hand in his homework.

Stupid people have stupid blessings, but fools don't.

Gao Feng sat in his seat and cursed.

There was a constant quarrel in the classroom, and now it was basically believed that Song Yu was Yu's spitting man. The boys made a fuss and asked Brother Gao to teach him a lesson.

The girls kept rolling their eyes.

Out of place is a girl sitting by the window. She has long, jet-black hair draped vertically behind her. Under the school uniform jacket is an expensive white dress. She has very white skin, light makeup, and a very good temperament. She is a classmate of Class 15, and there are many in the class. People's crush includes Chen Zhijie.

"Xinxin, did you read that post?"

Her front table is a girl with freckles on her face, deliberately coming over to talk to her, her eyes can't help please.

Bai Xuexin glanced at her.

The freckled girl continued: "I heard that Song Yu is 80% likely to be Brother Yu! Wow! I didn't expect that Brother Yu, who is so powerful on the Internet, is actually so delicate and cute in reality!"

Bai Xuexin also knows something about the forum, but in her opinion, they are both naive and funny, just like a child visiting home.

With her own identity, she feels that her vision is different from that of a girl at this age.

"It's just a spray, worthy of attention?"

Bai Xuexin said lightly.

The freckled girl smiled awkwardly, begging herself to be boring, and turned her head.

Bai Xuexin lowered her head and found out the text message on her phone. From her aunt who married into the Xu family in city a.

[Xinxin, do you know someone named Xie Sui in your school? You'd better get closer and closer to him, this young man, his identity is not simple. 】

The Bai family's status in Jingcheng is pretty good, but it's still not worth mentioning compared to the huge wealthy people in City A.

Let the aunts who married into Xu's family say that their status is not simple, then it is really not simple.

And I heard that it was the new school grass, really, perfect match with her.

Bai Xuexin's lips curled up happily.

At night, in the room, Song Yu was facing the computer, thinking about the wording of the report. As a last resort, he still didn't like to use the Meng family's forces to deal with school affairs. When he came over, he met the best class teacher and passed it to his dad. It is estimated that it was another call to urge him home.

Song Yu felt that if Ou Yilian did not re-purify her thoughts, she would be sorry for the profession of people's teacher, and she would definitely delay more people in the future.

Thinking of the book, Xie Sui was frantically harassed by Wang Ci, even considered a personality insult, while O Yilian's eyes were opened and half of them, and everything was said to be the attitude of classmates making a small mess.

Song Yu was angry.

When he was half to death.

An email suddenly appeared on the computer.

The sender is anonymous.

Clicking to open is a piece of information, O Yilian's previous teaching experience, and a few screenshots, a self-report of a female student who was forced by her to suffer from depression and attempted suicide several times.

Song Yu was taken aback. Ou Yilian turned out to be too much than he thought? !