Pervert meets nice guy

"Meng Haoran, hurry up and follow..."

"Meng Haoran, left, left, be careful, why are you so skilled..."

"...Meng Haoran, I'll give you some equipment, you're too weak...I'll give you three guns and ten bullets, and...hey, Shi Chengcheng, you put your things down for me. You picked it up, Meng Haoran, pick it up quickly, pick it up quickly..."

In the dormitory, Li Bai's voice could be heard from time to time, and Meng Haoran was rarely there today, so the four of them went to the game to fight.

Meng Haoran had never played a game before, and he followed Li Bai all the time, following his instructions. Fortunately, Meng Haoran was not stupid, and after dying a few times, he was able to keep up with the rhythm a little bit.However, he has always been despised when he meets the two game masters, Li Bai and One-Way Cheng.

"Zhiwen, look at him, steal my equipment."

One-way snatched the equipment and ran away. Li Bai went to Jian Zhiwen to complain. Just after finishing speaking, he suddenly understood why Zhang Qing stared at Jian Zhiwen sadly when One-way cursed people that day in the restaurant.

It seems that only Jian Zhiwen can manage a one-way trip.

It was funny thinking about it, and I didn't bother to care about the stolen equipment, so I gave some to Meng Haoran again, and continued to play the game.

"Meng Haoran, follow Brother Tight, Brother will protect you and bring you delicious food and spicy food..."

"Ah."

The corners of Meng Haoran's mouth curled up, he hummed lightly, and followed behind him, fighting monsters and leveling up.

Ever since the two were entangled that day, seeing the tears in the corners of Li Bai's eyes and hearing his unconscious words, Meng Haoran suddenly realized a problem: Li Bai lacked a sense of security.

Thinking of him waking up alone calling his name in the dead of night, Meng Haoran's heart throbbed. He felt sorry for him, so he tried to spend more time with him.

……

In the Japanese elective class, four people sat at the front and back tables in the middle and back.

This Japanese elective course was chosen by Jian Zhiwen and Meng Haoran. Meng Haoran had never taken a class. Li Bai liked Japanese, so he took his place. One-way accompanied Jian Zhiwen, and came to the classroom to sleep in every class.

"Have you finished class yet?" One-way Cheng woke up and found that the teacher was still teaching.

"Cheng Cheng, why don't you go back to the dormitory to sleep first, it's not comfortable to sleep here, I'll come back to find you after class."

"No." Shan Chengcheng held his hand from under the table, "I want to accompany you."

Jian Zhiwen smiled, took his hand back and put it on his lap.

"Ahem..." Li Bai covered his mouth and coughed softly, "The ones in front, please pay attention to the occasion, it's class, be serious."

"Seriously, you..." Shan Chengcheng glanced back at him, opened his mouth to curse, and when he saw Meng Haoran, he laughed, "Brother Haoran, do you also find it very difficult, it really feels like a year, no, it's like a day." Year."

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, Li Baibai gave him a sharp look, "Then you go, no one will force you to follow."

Yi Cheng ignored him lazily and continued to look at Meng Haoran.

Meng Haoran replied while taking notes, "Fortunately, the teacher's explanation is quite good."

"Very good? Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Meng Haoran said it as a matter of course.

"then you……"

Meng Haoran raised his head and looked at him like an idiot, "Cheng Cheng, I don't understand, but it doesn't prevent the teacher from speaking well."

It seemed that what he said was quite reasonable. One-way Cheng was unable to refute it, turned around, and rubbed Jian Zhiwen's arm sadly, seeking comfort, "How long is it until get out of class is over?"

Jian Zhiwen was too late to speak, but Li Bai hurriedly replied, "Cheng Cheng, there are still five years left."

"..."

Hearing this, Meng Haoran couldn't help but burst out laughing first, Du Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then he and Jian Zhiwen also laughed.

This Xiaobai, why is he so cute? Didn't he just complain that the time is like years.

"It seems that everyone can't wait for the end of get out of class." Song Yuan looked at the four people who laughed, and smiled herself, "Students, today's class is almost over. Next, I will tell you something very important. matter."

"Isn't there another homework, teacher, don't..."

"Refused assignment..."

"Teacher, we do our homework every day, you pity us, okay..."

"Reject the assignment, reject the assignment, reject the assignment..."

At first, only a small number of people complained, but later everyone shouted and refused the assignment.

"Quiet." Zhao Hui looked at the restless crowd and smiled helplessly. "Students, it's not homework. I just want to say that this is the last class the teacher will teach everyone."

Hearing this, the students instantly fell silent.

"Teacher Song, why?"

"The teacher is getting married."

"Teacher, who are you going to marry?"

"A Japanese, a classmate of the teacher when he went to study in Japan..."

"Teacher Song, we can't bear to part with you..."

"The teacher is also reluctant to part with you. The wedding is on Saturday. Students are welcome to come and watch the ceremony."

After the surprise, the students became lively again.

"Teacher, do we have to follow suit?"

"No, teacher, I have no money..."

The students said one by one, Song Yuan is amiable, has no airs, and has a good relationship with the students. On weekdays, they are like friends.

"Haha, you don't need the classmates to follow the ceremony, just come and see the teacher."

After class, the four of them walked side by side on the campus path.

Normally, when the three of Li Bai and the others walked on the road, they would be surrounded by crowds. This time with Meng Haoran, the crowd became even more crazy, and the girls' crazy screams filled their ears.

"Xiaobai, what wedding gift do you plan to give Teacher Song?"

Although it was only an elective course, Teacher Song taught very well and was very kind to the students. Jian Zhiwen and Li Bai went to every class, and they both showed affection. Teacher Song got married, so he had to express his feelings no matter what.

Li Bai plucked Tao Kuai's deaf ear, "What do you give me? Give her the Nanjing Massacre, and let her see what the Japanese are like."

"..."

"Xiaobai, why do I feel that your tone is a bit sad? Have you taken a fancy to Teacher Song?"

One way Cheng glanced at Meng Haoran and said deliberately.

Li Bai kicked him on the body, "What the hell are you talking about, looking for a beating..."

One way Cheng instinctively wanted to fight back, but when he saw Meng Haoran's narrowed eyes, he withdrew his outstretched hand and dodged to hide behind Jian Zhiwen, "Help, I've hit someone..."

Li Bai chased after Jian Zhiwen, kicked him again, and hurried forward one way, Li Bai also ran after him, "Stop..."

On the weekend, Li Bai and the others went to Song Yuan's wedding together. Jian Zhiwen planned to give some other gifts, but in the end he and Li Bai chose the Nanjing Massacre book together.

He also knew that what Song Yuan wanted was not a gift, but a sincere blessing from his classmates.

Seeing their beautifully packaged gifts, Song Yuan laughed for a long time and gave each of them a big hug.