little girl attack

Nian Yong got down from the podium and went straight to the position pointed by the teacher. With a cute smile, he opened the stool, put down his schoolbag and opened the book.The teacher was still talking about Nianyong's brilliant achievements on the stage, encouraging the students to learn from Dayong, and to help Nianyong solve problems and integrate into the class as soon as possible.Nian Yong was a little impatient when he heard the applause and vaguely felt stares from his classmates, but he still kept a cute smile on his face.

Nian Yong is a transfer student in the second year of high school, with a brilliant resume: first in science in the city, second prize in the National Mathematical Olympiad and Biology, a triple-good student in the province, proficient in piano and violin...

The high school he transferred to is an old school with a long history, and the government focuses on training.His class is Science Class One, commonly known as "Rocket Class".The school he used to attend was an aristocratic school with good conditions and uneven quality of students.

In the first class, Nian Yong was in a daze, struggling with sleepiness.The sun shining through the window brings warmth recently, and the trees in late summer are full of vitality in the morning. Nian Yong feels that this school has ancient charm and vitality. It would be better if the Chinese teacher is not bragging.

When the teacher finally blew that many little girls worshiped him as soon as he took the class teacher, the bell finally rang for the end of get out of class. Before the teacher announced the end of get out of class, Nian Yong couldn't hold back and lay down on the table.Well, the shade of the old school is really comfortable.Close your eyes, the sunshine of the old school has a taste.Nian Yong felt that he had transferred to the right school. The students in this class seemed to be very smart, and the learning atmosphere was very good. He didn't have free time to do dirty things, so getting along with smart people shouldn't be too tiring.

Nian Yong is very satisfied.

The teacher in the second class was a physics teacher with a loud voice. Nian Yong couldn’t even be in a daze normally. His mind was full of "for example, this pen (bei)" with a Henan accent. Nian Yong started to turn the pen, Listen to the physical stylus with an accent.During the period, I picked up a pen once and saw a book in the table hole next to me.Only then did Nian Yong realize that he was not alone at the table, and he secretly hoped that his tablemate would be a smart person, so that getting along with him would not be too tiring in the future.

The table is quite clean, and the books are neatly placed, wrapped in book covers, pink in color, the tablemate should be a cute girl, I hope she is not a cute girl who loves to cry.

Chapter Two: The Male Deskmate Covered in Pink Book Cover

Nian Yong was a little depressed, his new deskmate was a sissy with a pink book cover, and he looked stupid, because this was the third time he shook his head after the teacher asked if he understood in this class.But he still can't hate it, the sissy is so good-looking, it's too damn good for him.

It would be great if his deskmate wasn't stupid, Nian Yong sighed in his heart.

This is already the third time that a new classmate has peeked at me secretly. Xiaohe thinks that her deskmate is a bit cute, but why is there a pity in the peeking eyes this time, Xiaohe is a bit strange, this new classmate is not bad, Xiaohe He is very satisfied, ready to strike up a conversation after class, so that the new students can feel the enthusiasm of this class.

"Xiaohe, come here, why didn't you understand?" The physics teacher's local accent was still so obvious, Xiaohe had no choice but to pick up the physics book, thinking about going back to strike up a conversation with a new classmate.

"Teacher, why does this have Coulomb's law?" Nian Yong lay down on the seat, hey, this fucking sissy voice is also my own dish, green and crisp.

Physics teacher Lao Wang is very dedicated. He got off the podium and stood very close to his deskmate. He listened openly to his new deskmate talking about the same question three times. Lao Wang is really good-tempered. , If I had been like this, that, and changed my tricks to fuck him, hum.

"Old teacher Wang is really kind, so it can still be used in this way." Xiaohe happily shared with his new tablemate, his eyes bright.

"Old Wang is really good." What a little fool, "There are actually many ways to use it, which will be mentioned later in the book."

"You previewed so quickly, it's amazing." The little fool's eyes brightened, and Nian Yong felt an inexplicable guilty conscience.

His deskmate tidied up the book, opened its cover, and Nian Yong saw his delicate handwriting——He Dong, why not, his skin is like jelly.

Seeing his deskmate staring at his book cover, Xiaohe thought that someone finally agreed with his aesthetics, "Isn't it beautiful? I've been picking it for a long time." Xiaohe turned his face to face his deskmate, "By the way, my name is He Dong, the pillar of the country."

Nian Yong was a little unaccustomed to having people so close to him, so his attention was focused on Xiaohe's face for some reason, and he didn't hear Xiaohe's question clearly, so he took advantage of the situation and replied, "Yes, yes." Anyway, all questions are fine. Answer with these few words.

Xiaohe was even happier, finally someone thought his book cover looked good.

This little fool, He Dong looks so good, why are his eyelashes so long, twinkling, Nian Yong felt that his heartbeat was a little abnormal, and his face was a little hot.

Nian Yong regretted it the next morning, he was a little taken aback when he saw the pink book cover on his desk.

Xiaohe met Nian Yong's eyes, thinking that he was very happy because of the book cover she gave him, "Didn't you say it was beautiful yesterday, and I gave it to you specially, are you happy?"

Fuck you happy, hehe, whoever said those few words can answer all questions.

"Well, this pink..." Nian Yong wanted to refuse

"It's not pink, it's taro powder purple, these two colors are different." Xiaohe explained to Nian Yong very seriously.

"Ah, Oh, I see." Such a serious explanation made Nian Yong a little stunned, and Nian Yong hadn't seen such stubborn and clean eyes for a long time.

"Let me wrap the book cover for you, I'm good at it." Xiaohe wanted Nian Yong to feel the enthusiasm of the new classmates, so he quickly started to do it.

"Hey,..." Nian Yong wanted to retort

"What's the matter, trust my ability." Xiaohe gave Nian Yong a reassured look.

Nian Yong looked at Xiaohe's frowning and frowning, and felt very panicked. Such a face made such an artificial expression, and he didn't even realize that he was ugly.When Nian Yong recovered from his contempt for him, Xiaohe's cutting work had already been done.

Nian Yong began to complain about his mouth, which couldn't be quicker than his brain. God damn sweet taro powder purple, Nian. Universe. Steel straight man aesthetics. There are probably a hundred taro, purple grass and mud horses running in Yong's heart.

Oh, no, it's the taro powder purple grass mud horse running.

"Isn't it beautiful? This color is super beautiful." Xiaohe looked at the same book as her own, feeling happy from the bottom of her heart.

Nian Yong is completely desperate for his face control, Xiaohe's eyes look at him like this. "Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking like you."

"Thank you, I think I look better than it." Xiaohe took out the book for early self-study "Hurry up and read, the old class will come soon."

Nian Yong felt that his tablemate gave him infinite surprises, he really did not expect that his tablemate was a pink narcissistic little princess.

Nian Yong took out his book, was in a daze to the sound of reading at the same table, and fell asleep in a daze.

The sun is just right.