Gu Shifeng crossed his arms, leaned on the desk, turned his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "It's only been 8 minutes since you entered the office, judging by your sitting posture, it's impossible for your legs to be numb."

Song Wei: "..." Do you want to say a word, why do you want a mother-in-law!

Song Wei took a deep breath secretly, and suppressed the turbulent complaints in his heart. The ticking second hand in the office reminded him like a reminder.

"Actually, I was pretending to be calm just now in the principal's office. I was very scared. Now my legs are too weak to stand up." You can see the little hair twirling on the top of his head.

"So?" Gu Shifeng let go of his crossed legs, bent down and looked at Song Wei.

This posture reminded Song Wei of the tall, rich and handsome class in kindergarten, who obviously had better food and clothing than him, but always used this posture to coax his bear biscuits.It can be said that it is very shameless.

When death is imminent and still thinking about the past, the system can't stand it anymore, "If you want to die, jump off the building as soon as possible, if you don't want to die, do the task quickly! You have 30 seconds left."

Song Wei raised his head reluctantly, and said dryly: "You can only get up if you hug me."

The sweet dialogue was read like a sacrificial oration, and the system rolled its eyes in disappointment: [please bring your dog.jpg]

Seeing that Gu Shifeng was still not moving, Song Wei's heart froze, his eyes closed, and he thought it would be better to lose face if he wanted to, than to lose his life.

He rushed up and got into Gu Shifeng's arms, hugged him hard, and was about to slap his butt and leave when a pair of arms as strong as iron tightly tightened his waist, and then Song Wei felt his body suddenly suspended in the air , was hugged by Gu Shifeng!

Gu Shifeng's arms are slender, and he can easily wrap Song Wei's whole body around him, with his palm just on his waist.The meat there was firm and warm, making one's heart itch. Gu Shifeng couldn't hold it back for a while, and squeezed it lightly.

The strange numbness rushed through his body at a very high speed, Song Wei couldn't help but grabbed Gu Shifeng's clothes and shuddered.

"So sensitive?" As if he had discovered some little secret, Gu Shifeng chuckled happily, and when he spoke, his soft lips just brushed past Song Wei's ear.

Song Wei seemed to have been scalded severely, covering his ear, touching the ground with his toes while pushing Gu Shifeng into his arms.

"What are you doing!"

System: "You stutter when you talk, but you'll be quicker if you do it."

Song Wei was so angry that he yelled out, "Shut up and talk about it!"

Gu Shifeng put him down, and immediately swallowed back what he was about to say, his eyes were very innocent, as if he was accusing himself of not being talkative.

Song Wei was so ashamed when he thought of the scene of being hugged just now, and tried to save some poor face with a stern face, and forcefully explained: "I was just joking, and I didn't want you to really hug me."

Gu Shifeng remained silent, but his brows moved slightly, and Song Wei felt that his description was getting darker and darker, as if he was mentally retarded!

The two faced each other, and the atmosphere was awkward and tense. Song Wei felt uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes, and simply turned and slipped out with oil on the soles of his feet.

Gu Shifeng took a step with his long legs and caught up with him within two steps. He smiled and lowered his head and asked him, "Don't you want to hold it high after hugging?"

Song Wei was angry and embarrassed, blushed and replied thickly, "Then I really thank you."

To be so tall, thinking of the big difference in height between himself and Gu Shifeng, Song Wei subconsciously stood on tiptoe, and glanced over the top of the other's head.

Well, not too bad.

Song Wei put down his heels and secretly made up his mind that he must buy a carton of milk on the way back from school and try to catch up as soon as possible.

The Chinese exam in the morning came to an end, and the students who had finished the exam were answering the answers in groups of three or five. When Song Wei and Gu Shifeng came back, they rushed forward and asked questions in a hurry.

"Song Wei, are you okay? Do you need our help? Zhou Yang brought people to block your business, we can testify."

"And they bullied you, I've seen it before..."

"Why don't you help after you've seen it!"

"You didn't help either!"

As they talked, the topic changed, and in the end they quarreled, making the aisle very tight, and many students who passed by were afraid of being hurt, so they had to make a detour.

Song Wei watched coldly, the original owner was dead, so what's the point of arguing about it now?

"The previous things have passed, and I don't blame you."

The noisy corridor was suddenly quiet, and they all looked at Song Wei. Some opened their mouths and their eyes were red, and some were so ashamed that they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads. The atmosphere became dull and dignified.

In the end, it was Cao Cuo who stood up and broke the silence, "Why don't you go to the second floor at noon and have a good rubbing meal now, to suppress the shock, and there is still a tough battle to fight in the afternoon."

Thinking of mathematics, the depressed people began to complain, and they subconsciously didn't want to think about their indifference.

The stir fry on the second floor of the cafeteria is mainly for the teaching staff. The master's craftsmanship is good, and the fried dishes are full of color and fragrance.

Everyone assembled two big tables, led by Cao Cuo, and solemnly apologized to Song Wei with water instead of wine, "We will be brothers from now on. If the people from class 2 dare to make things difficult for you again, we will beat them to death for you."

He raised his head and drained the water in the teacup, and poured himself another cup, "We will make progress together in the future, and I hope that every student can be admitted to the university of their dreams and live the life they want to live."

"Cao Cuo, you are a cowhide." Another group of people walked up the stairs and stood there with folded hands. A dozen or so people were crowded together, and it was really hard to tell who said the words.

Cao Cuo sneered, "Whoever said that just now has the guts to stand up and say it face to face."

As soon as the words fell, the group of mobs in Class 2 began to chatter, buzzing, and could only vaguely hear a sentence or two of "You are not good."Now that Chen Luxi asked for leave and Zhou Yang was rejected by the class, no one in this group dared to stand out.

Song Wei glanced at Zhou Yang who was dragged away by the collar, and frowned.It was probably because he brought out Chen Qiufang and the group cheating, which caused displeasure among the class. His face, which was a little handsome before, was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were red.

According to the urination of those brain-dead in class 2, I'm afraid there are quite a few injuries on their bodies.

Sensing that someone was watching him, Zhou Yang raised his eyes and looked over, seeing that it was Song Wei, he turned his face away hastily.

It wasn't until today that those fists and insults fell on him, that Zhou Yang really felt the pain and fear that Song Wei had.Those who called him brothers and sisters instantly turned into demons, showing vicious faces.

When he thought that he was like these people in the past, he couldn't help loathing himself.

Gu Shifeng followed Song Wei's gaze, frowned, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he "unintentionally" touched Song Wei's elbow.Song Wei turned his head in doubt, saw his expression was worried, and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you, did you fail the exam?"

"I'm not sure about tomorrow's comprehensive review." Gu Shifeng paused while holding the chopsticks, his eyelashes were half down and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, looking like a lost lamb.

Although Gu Baba was indifferent and self-sufficient one second, lonely and hesitant the next second, Song Wei's heart still couldn't help softening.

He thought for a while and suggested, "How about I go to your house to help you with tutoring after school today? Or go to my house."

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