Teach the villain to be a man again

Song Zhu was already prepared to face the storm, after all, he had seen the big guy's temper before.

"Morning." Song Zhu walked over and greeted him casually, praying that this matter would be fooled by pretending nothing happened.

Of course, it is impossible.

"Are you sitting here?" Xie Jue looked coldly at the calm girl beside him, and there was already a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Yeah, isn't this the beginning of the school exam and the teacher will change his position? I'll just sit here."

Song Zhu didn't want to meet his eyes when he was about to lose his temper, so he took out a book from the desk and answered his questions while reading it.

Xie Jue didn't answer for a while, which made the atmosphere in the class a little frozen. Every time like this... the next second he was going to hit someone.

"But Song Zhu is a girl, I haven't seen him hit a girl before..."

"Do you think fists have to recognize people? Have you ever seen someone Xie Jue dare not hit?"

The students chattered a lot, which made Xie Jue's already irritable mood even more unhappy, and kicked Song Zhu's table directly, "Hey, I don't want to be at the same table, you can tell Li Ming with me. "

Song Zhu knew that he couldn't go head-to-head with this kind of person, so he had to press down the textbook, soften his voice, and turned to look at him rather innocently: "But there are no other seats..."

The girl looked at him with bright almond eyes, with a southern accent in her voice, as if she was acting like a baby.That voice touched his heart like a feather, making Xie Jue even more irritable all of a sudden.

He couldn't even hit her, and this look made him unable to curse, so he gave her a vicious look, kicked the table away, turned his head and walked out of the classroom.

Seeing this, Song Zhu was a little confused, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed out.

The girl hung behind him like a little tail, not too close or far away, and followed him all the way to the rooftop.

It's sunny in the morning, it's not very warm on the body, even when the breeze is blowing, it will be a little cool, but there is always a nice smell of dew in the air, probably because of some special ability, it can always make Song Zhu anxious I feel better.

When I was still in school, I also liked to go to the rooftop to endorse, and I still miss it when I think about it.

"Follow me and go back to your classroom." Xie Jue looked at the girl's wandering eyes, and felt that she was just wasting his time, and his tone was even more hostile.

"Now the seats of the whole class have been adjusted, and only you and Mu Jiangding are left next to you. You know that if I go to sit at the same table with Mu Jiangting, there will be a lot of trouble again. I just want to study hard and make progress every day, and nothing else has anything to do with me.”

Xie Jue frowned when he heard this, and after digesting the information, he gave Song Zhu a contemptuous look, "Song Zhu, you like Mu Jiangting, but now you say you don't want to sit at the same table with him, don't you think you're fake? ?"

Xie Jue's light words lingered in Song Zhu's ears for a long time, and then only the girl's frustrated voice remained, "Okay, I don't care what you think, but I really don't want to sit at the same table with Mu Jiangzhi anymore. You see, I am with my classmates, can you help me?"

It's okay to be misunderstood, and Song Zhu doesn't care what these people think of him. To put it bluntly, he doesn't want to sit at the same table with Mu Jiangzhi just to clear his ears and avoid gossip.

"I promise, I will never disturb you. I will take my Yangguan Road, and you will pass your single-plank bridge. We will not interfere with each other."

Song Zhu wasn't sure that Xie Jue would agree, but he had to give it a try anyway, it was an accident that she came to this world, so he should keep contact with the protagonist less and live his little life with peace of mind.

As for the others, she didn't have so much time to care about them.

Xie Jue took a serious look into Song Zhu's eyes, but there was no sign of hypocrisy in them.

But she is obviously a hypocrite, why can she hide it so well?
Xie Jue is not good at dealing with girls, for him fists are always the best weapon, but when facing girls, it seems that these are useless.

No matter how principled he is, he can't hit girls, besides, he is very tired of girls crying.

"Then you'd better remember your promise today and don't meddle in other people's business." Xie Jue turned and left after speaking, leaving Song Zhu dumbfounded.

"I... Did I succeed in negotiating with the blackened big boss?" Song Zhu felt that she was still a little out of the situation. She clearly felt that the boss had almost reached the limit of patience, and for some reason she suddenly agreed to herself.

No matter what the goal is, what the process is like is not that important.

When the class watched Xie Jue and Song Zhu come back one after the other, everyone felt incredible.

Song Zhu's face could not find any signs of being beaten, Xie Jue seemed to have no major changes except for a little irritability on his face, and the most amazing thing was that the two sat down one after the other, really Became the same table.

Xie Jue was lying on the desk, although his eyes were closed, he could still feel that many people were looking at him.

It's so annoying, girls are really troublesome animals.

Song Zhu didn't dare to move while sitting in his seat, and even quietly separated the desks of the two of them a little, in case his own desk would shake and wake up Xie Jue.

But... from the corner of the eye, I glanced at the deskmate at the side. The boy's eyelashes were very long and drooped obediently. He should just close his eyes and rest, fanning them slightly from time to time.

He still looks good, but he has different scars on his face every day, and he doesn't bother to put on a bandage.

However, Song Zhu was still relieved from the bottom of his heart that he agreed to sit at the same table as him, after all, he knew how extreme this big guy's character was, and it was really great to let him give in.

The days ahead should be much calmer.

I have to say that Xie Jue's grades are really beyond Song Zhu's imagination.

Every time he helped him get his homework book, Song Zhu would be surprised by the big red cross on the book.

"This is clearly something that can be solved with junior high school knowledge..." Song Zhu looked at the homework book and muttered a few words in a low voice, but obediently put the book on the upper left corner of Xie Jue's desk.

Not talking too much, not asking too many questions, is the survival rule of Buddhist girls.

Xie Jue is used to it, it seems that having multiple deskmates is not bad, he doesn't come to class often, he doesn't have to hand in his homework, and someone else will help him with the papers, the key is that she doesn't seem to be too noisy, and she hasn't seen her for so long a few words.

I don't know why there are so many things to say in front of Mu Jiangting.

"There is an exam in the fourth class today, you'd better not skip class."

Song Zhu felt that he was living like Xie Jue's school boy every day, no, or that he was like a secretary broadcasting important matters to him all day long to prevent him from being expelled from school.

This kind of deskmate life is quite easy. Although it is a bit boring, it has already reached the school life that Song Zhu wanted.