Rival he always wants to tease me

Because of a huge question hidden in his heart, Shen Feiyan felt that the days felt like years. He sat on pins and needles in his seat, hoping that he could finish class early so that he could ask Wen Weiming what happened.

The more Shen Feiyan thought about it, the more distracted he became. After making the decision to ask Wen Weiming after class, Shen Feiyan clenched his fist and hammered the table. The language book was originally placed on the table. Shen Feiyan naturally fell down with such a hammer, making a heavy sound, Especially harsh in the classroom.

Shen Feiyan completely ignored the angry eyes of the representatives of the Chinese class on the podium, and stood up the language documents as if nothing had happened, making the class representatives on the podium so angry that they burst.

"Feizi, the results of the monthly exam came out yesterday afternoon, and Wen Weiming was the number one in the year again." Zhao Mocun read the book a few times and finally couldn't hold back his complaints.

"So? Wannian number two." That's right, Zhao Mocun is the Wannian number two whose scores are always pushed down by Wen Weiming every time he takes a test.

Zhao Mocun was choked, and his voice was aggrieved, "Feizi, you can't do this, you should comfort me!" He looked at Shen Feiyan eagerly.

"I thought you should have gotten used to the fact that Wannian is the second child." Shen Fei made up his mind.

Zhao Mocun: "..."

Can this still be fun to play?Obviously you would comfort me in the past, but after living in Wen Weiming's house, he led me to hell.

"Also, read the book carefully, maybe one day you are lucky and you will surpass Wen Weiming, you still have to have a dream, right?" Shen Feiyan continued to make up for it.

Zhao Mocun: "..."

Everyday Zhao Mocun (1/1)√

After teasing Zhao Mocun, Shen Feiyan was refreshed, and according to his own rhythm, he really started to read the book seriously, quietly waiting for the arrival of the break time.

However, after class was over, before Shen Feiyan, who planned how to torture Wen Weiming for half a class, had no time to ask Wen Weiming, another person asked the question instead of Shen Feiyan.

After the Chinese teacher walked out of the classroom with a smile on his high heels, a tall and strong visitor rushed into the classroom and walked to Wen Weiming's seat with an ugly expression.

Shen Feiyan withdrew his feet, he wanted to see who Wen Weiming had offended again.

Shen Feiyan and Zhao Mocun on this side became the melon-eating crowd, watching the show silently, while the tall and strong student over there stood in front of Wen Weiming's seat, his voice was a little unhappy, "You are Wen Weiming, right, I'm Hu from the next class Zhou Qu, Li Caizhi’s classmate, is the classmate of the female student who called you out yesterday, you may not know me, but that’s not important, I’m here to ask what you said to Li Caizhi yesterday ?” Hu Zhouqu asked a series of questions like a cannonball.

"Ah, according to the rhythm, he should also be Li Caizhi's admirer! I said Feizi, you really have a lot of rivals in love! But it's normal, after all, you are a school girl!" Zhao Mocun shook his head and analyzed, Shen Feiyan who came to the side stomped his foot.

"Excuse me, does what I said to Li Caizhi have anything to do with you, Hu Zhouqu?" Wen Weiming asked a little puzzled.

Hu Zhouqu hadn't done much yet, but Shen Feiyan, the melon-eating mass party, began to feel aggrieved. He picked up the pen angrily, and pulled over Zhao Mocun's Chinese paperwork, which was watching a good show, and drew heavily on it. Draw to vent.

"Of course it has something to do with it. You know she came to your classroom to look for you yesterday. What happened to her after she went back?"

"I don't know." Wen Weiming shook his head frankly.

Hu Zhouqu propped his hands on Wen Weiming's desk, and said word by word: "Since she went back, she has been in a trance, and she didn't come to class today."

"Did she not come to class today?" Wen Weiming frowned.

"Yes, do you dare to say that this has nothing to do with you?" Hu Zhouqu's face turned a bit ferocious. "So tell me what you said to her yesterday."

Shen Feiyan couldn't stand the aggressiveness of that person, he stood up abruptly and walked in front of Hu Zhouqu, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "I said this classmate, did you ask you if Li Caizhi didn't come to school?" The head teacher or her good friend?"

Hu Zhouqu shook his head, "What's the use of asking them, if something happens to Li Caizhi, will they know?" His tone was full of distrust.

"You can't say that. You only know that Li Caizhi reacted abnormally after looking for Wen Weiming yesterday, and you don't know what's going on with her now, and you didn't even ask her friends about the situation. You just ran away rashly based on your self-righteousness. Our class came to make fun of it, and it’s really not nice to say it, really.” Shen Feiyan’s tone became serious, “And Li Caizhi’s friends haven’t said anything yet, how can you, an outsider who has nothing to do with Li Caizhi, find Wen Weiming? mean?"

Hu Zhouqu thought for a while and felt that he was really unreasonable, so he gave Wen Weiming and Shen Feiyan a hard look, turned and left.

Seeing that Hu Zhouqu was gone, Shen Feiyan patted Wen Weiming's shoulder shyly, "Brother, I'm sure."

"It's quite interesting." Wen Weiming shot back.

The two were deeply in love with each other, and there was a wail from Shen Feiyan's seat: "Damn, Shen Feiyan, what did you do to my language document!"

By the way, what did I draw on the ink language book at that time?

It seems to be a bunch of little turtles, the number of little turtles can probably make up a football team. Shen Feiyan tried hard to recall what he did on Zhao Mocun's book before, feeling a little guilty. Zhao Mocun's books were all penetrated.

Zhao Mocun's crying made Shen Feiyan confirm his brutal behavior.

"Damn it, Shen Feiyan, I really can't read my language papers. You count, 1, 2, 3... 14, a total of 14 little turtles, one can draw for two weeks a day! The most important thing is , Why is this tortoise so ugly, it's really eye-catching."

Shen Feiyan: "..."

Brother, I am sorry for you, but the turtle I drew is so beautiful, how can you slander it as ugly.

Shen Feiyan decided to go back and have a good reasoning with Zhao Mocun to prove the aesthetic value of those little turtles.

After being made such a fuss by Hu Zhouqu, Shen Feiyan wanted to know that Wen Weiming and the others were not so eager to talk about it yesterday, but this matter had to be said.

"That noon today, I have something to tell you. Don't run around then!"

Wen Weiming nodded, indicating that he knew it, and Shen Feiyan was relieved to talk to Zhao Mocun.

"Stop explaining, change the book, I can't see you turtle, it hurts my eyes." Zhao Mocun spoke concisely, seeing that Shen Feiyan had the posture to analyze the reason for him, he said directly.

"The turtle I drew is so beautiful, yet you still dislike it. What kind of eyes are there?"

Shen Feiyan glanced at Zhao Mocun with disgust, threw his own book over, and brought over Zhao Mocun's original language documents by the way.

Looking at the little turtles on the title page of the book that are vivid and naive, spitting bubbles like little fish...

Ugh, such a pile of turtles stacked together is really eye-catching, I can't make it up anymore.