Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3621 Studying God and Being Cold (43)

  "If you fail the language, don't drag words with me here." Chu Xu moved his knuckles, his eyebrows were always twisted, impatient and lazy and lowly: "Let others say that your Chinese was taught by the physical education teacher?"

   "Huh?" Zheng Boye's real name is at a loss.

  If he said something, Brother Xu just said something.

  He didn't seem to provoke Chu Xu either.

  Zheng Boye counted down what he had said and confirmed that he hadn’t said anything.

  He can only be defined as Chu Xu in a bad mood.

"I'm not talking to Jingbai, gossip, brother Xu." Zheng Boye muttered, staring at the white face, and finally sighed, "But, if I face it all day long I can't help it with your face."

  After all, the more indifferent a person is, the more itchy people in a certain way.

Ran Bai Feng Qingyun glanced at him lightly, and did not respond to such unkind words.

  Every sentence Chu Xu heard was subtle and weird, but there was no way to say the accident, so he gave it out so casually, Chu Xu was really in a bad mood.

  Especially the other party didn’t know how much he had talked about, and the appearance of Zheng Boye’s words in a calm response that just didn’t care about it was probably not less.

  Perhaps this kind of thing always makes Chu Xu feel a little unbalanced in his heart, as if burning a fire on the wasteland.

He lowered his eyes, avoiding Shao Ranbai’s sight, and then picked up Zheng Boye’s collar with one hand, and unhurriedly pulled it out. After all, Zheng Boye went on to speak, he was not sure if he would fight in the examination room. People, he sneered absent-mindedly, not knowing what he was thinking: "If you can't speak, stay away. Also, don't disturb me."

  Zheng Boye was taken out like a little chicken, and he was almost speechless.

  He doesn’t want face! !

   Chu Xu is very wrong today!

   Really hammered!

  ...

  After submitting the papers, he breathed out a sigh of relief, turned his pen confidently, and recalled the steps to solve the problem just now.

The two schools will definitely have a certain difference in the curriculum, but it’s not a big problem. It’s just that the papers this time are a bit difficult, especially the final big question, which is one link and one link. Zhou Cheng feels that he is at the very least in mathematics this time. Maybe one hundred and three upwards.

"Hey, Zhoucheng, what's the answer to the second question?" Someone asked. It was a class of students. Before the exam, Zhoucheng had a relaxed expression. It was mentioned many times that it would be very simple, giving people an impression. It's the kind of academic bully, although boys may feel a bit pretending, but they have to have real skills.

   "Well, the open interval from zero to positive infinity." Zhou Cheng replied with a smile.

  "What?" The boy in question looked at a loss: "What are you talking about, what's the interval?"

  "……"

   "You don't know what I have done, what did you listen to in class?" Zheng Boye grabbed the boy's neck from behind and cursed with a smile.

   "I listen to your uncle." The boy murmured angrily, and then walked out with Zheng Boye.

   "Come on, at least I still know the opening interval. You don't even know the interval."

   "Go away!"

Generally speaking, there are still quite a lot of people asking for answers around Zhou Cheng. After all, Zhou Cheng’s expression knows that he is a high school tyrant. The aura is cold, no one dared to ask.

   Zhoucheng was surrounded by a bunch of people, and suddenly found the feeling of being in the previous school, becoming the visual center of everyone. Once this feeling is experienced, he will never want to lose it again.

  He always hooked his mouth and answered calmly, with a faint smile on his face.

  He thought in his heart,

  If there is no accident this time, it shouldn’t be too much to get the first place of the whole year in the first exam in a middle school, right?

   Eight or nine are not separated from ten.

  Zhou Cheng is quite sure.

  If he still regarded Jingbai as a competitor at the beginning, and felt that the other party might be a little capable, then he is completely relaxed now.

  After all, Jingbai was late for the first exam for so long, and there was only half an hour left to wait for the answer sheet. Even if the questions were written so fast, the quality could not be guaranteed.

  Think of this,

  Zhou Cheng's heart was light and fluttering, as if a stone that had been pressing in his heart finally fell.

"I said, this good student." Zheng Boye said that he deliberately avoided the words he didn't want to mention, and his ears were much clearer. It was rare for Chu Xu to not sleep during the exam and leaned back in his chair lazily throughout the whole process. Looking at the figure answering the question in front, it is also pleasing to the eye. He leaned over and leaned over, faint and abstinent, and a little casually dragging his voice: "Give me an answer for the next exam?"

The exam is a single table, arranged in a dragon tail. Chu Xu is holding the table with one hand. The joints are slender and beautiful. The long legs are supported there, slightly bent. Under the loose black T-shirt, a narrow and thin waist line can be seen vaguely. At the top of the desk, dye Bai looked down a little and could see, her gaze fell silently for a second or two, then she moved away, and asked, "Do you write the answer?"

  Chu Xu didn’t notice Ran Bai’s gaze, he half-squinted his eyes, snorting inwardly: “Why don’t you write an answer if you have an answer. It’s not easy to have a tablemate, so you have to get some privileges.”

  Ranbai knew that Chu Xu was deliberately distracting from the topic just now. After all, it was too embarrassing and couldn't stay frozen.

  She said hello.

  Chu Xu gave a low hmm, and said nothing more. He couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief or something else. It was a little messy.

  Second period, test English.

  After the invigilator came back, he issued the papers.

  The first thing to do in English is listening.

"hand."

  While the invigilator was still dictating the routine, Chu Xu was drowsy, but suddenly a clear word fell in his ear to teach people to be sober.

  He paused for two seconds, reacted, and after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand from under the desk.

   Slowly touched the white-dyed fingertips, the body temperature of the opponent's body was cold, even in midsummer, there was no temperature at all, which was different from the cold of ordinary people.

  He doesn't know what Yen Bai is going to do now, so he just put his hand on Yen Bai's hand.

  Then was caught in the palm of the opponent's hand.

   Maintained this action without moving.

  After the teacher finished speaking, he began to play English listening.

  Pure English sentences sounded in the examination room, faintly electric, but when they fell in Chu Xu's ears, they didn't hear a word.

  At first, Chu Xu thought that Ranbai would pass the answers to him after finishing the questions, but he didn't expect that the other party would tell him the answers one by one in this way.

  Fingertips moved slowly on the palms of his palms, drawing the outline of the letters, and the cold temperature was transmitted through the fingertips, as if electric current ran through the tip of the heart, there was a fine and dense itching, as if a feather fell gently.

  Chu Xu froze for a moment, his figure froze, his fingers stuck there, letting him write white.

   "Understood." The low voice asked him.

  (End of this chapter)