Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

Guo Jiang was stunned for a moment, then his temples throbbed with anger, his fists were clenched, and two veins popped out on the back of his hands.

"Brother Guo, calm down!" The classmate next to Guo Jiang saw that something was wrong, pulled him, and then pouted at the door, "The security guards are all here, we can't fight this time."

Guo Jiang held back his anger, pointed his middle finger at Xie Yao, and said harshly: "You wait for me!"

By the time Xie Yao and Hou Junjie finished their duties, the morning reading class had already started halfway.

When he ran to the door of the class, Xie Yao found that the seat in the class had been changed. He used to have other students sitting on the seat.Xie Yao turned his head to look at the blackboard, and there was indeed a new seating chart posted on it.

He went straight to the last line, and found that his name was next to Yan Zhou's. Coincidentally, there were still Gu Jiayang and Li Xue in the front seat, and Gu Jiayang was blinking wildly at him as a signal.

There was a line written in Gu Jiayang's eyes brightly - Old Yang Cheng did not deceive us! !

Walking to the last row, Xie Yao's books and homework have all been placed and tidy.

Yan Zhou slept on his stomach with his clothes covered his head, one arm was resting on his head, and the other hand rested casually on the back of his neck, his fingertips were hanging down, his joints were neat and clear, as clear as porcelain in the sun.

Xie Yao looked at the sleeping old man in disbelief, then sat down gently, and poked Gu Jiayang in front of him.

Gu Jiayang probably was afraid of the sleeping lion behind him, so he whispered, "Huh?"

"You brought my things here?"

Gu Jiayang quickly waved his hands, looked sideways to the rear, then pouted and lowered his voice, "Yan Zhou helped you."

As soon as Gu Jiayang arrived in the morning, he didn't even have time to pack his bag, so he ran to the podium to see the new seating chart.

Seeing that he was still sitting with Li Xue on the watch, Gu Jiayang happily started to move things, and as he moved, suddenly a cold wind blew across the back of his neck, and he turned his head and saw Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou tapped the table behind Gu Jiayang with his knuckles, and asked somewhat unnaturally, "Is Xie Yao sitting here?"

Gu Jiayang didn't understand what he was going to do, so he just nodded blankly.

Then he saw Yan Zhou start tidying up Xie Yao's desk, stacking the books on his desk into a pile, with a rough and simple technique, showing impatience in his movements.

Xie Yao's drafts and a few pens scattered on the table were also taken away by Yan Zhou.

He opened his mouth and froze in place, still not understanding what happened.

In the end, when Yan Zhou moved Xie Yao's books away, Gu Jiayang regained his composure, and showed Li Xue an expression as if he had passed away, "Yan Zhou...are you helping the monitor move the books? Am I dazzled?"

Li Xue also felt like she was dreaming: "When will the school bully be willing to help others?"

Hearing that Gu Jiayang said that Yan Zhou helped him carry the things, Xie Yao looked at the hooded man next to him with relief, and said that a child can be taught!

Xie Yao's eyes fell on Yan Zhou's hand hanging on the back of his neck, and he was slightly lost in thought, and then realized that the morning reading class had already started and his book hadn't been taken out yet.

The books on the table were neatly stacked by Yan Zhou, and they fit perfectly. It was a bit difficult to get the Chinese textbooks out of the middle.Xie Yao pressed the book on it, and then pulled it hard, the table slid back a bit, making a screeching sound of rubbing against the ground.

The old man next to him seemed to be in a light sleep, and with a slight grabbing hand, he tore off the clothes on top of his head.

Yan Zhou's eyes were deep and dark, his eyelids slanted out in a beautiful arc, and the end of his eyes was slightly red.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Zhou's voice was low and hoarse, and his tone rose at the end of the sentence, probably because he was woken up, and he sounded a little upset.

"I accidentally dragged the table down just now, I'm sorry." Xie Yao stood up the book and talked to him with his head down, "Well, help me move things, thank you."

Gu Jiayang and Li Xue looked like they were studying early in the front, but they were actually pretending. They were curious about the daily relationship between the god of death and the school bully, and listened to each other without saying a word.

Yan Zhou didn't speak, but covered his mouth halfway and yawned.

Xie Yao: "Did you become a thief at night? Sleeping on your stomach during the day is not good for your health."

Yan Zhou glanced at him, as if he thought he had too many questions: "Squad leader takes the lead in speaking in the morning reading class?"

Xie Yao let out a "hehe" in his heart, then shut his mouth, angrily opened an ancient prose and began to read.

He put the book down after reading only two lines, glanced at the underside of Yan Zhou's desk, pulled out the anthology of essays on the top, and stuffed the book directly into Yan Zhou's hands.

Xie Yao coughed loudly: "Study well early. As the class monitor, you must supervise the students around you to study hard."

Yan Zhou: "..."

Gu Jiayang, Li Xue: I'm really afraid that they will fight while talking.

In order to catch up with the inspection by the on-duty students in the morning, Xie Yao got up before six o'clock, bought breakfast at the door, and went to duty after eating it on the bus.After all this tossing, he looked at the densely packed classical Chinese, felt that his eyelids were almost glued up and down, and wanted to sleep.

But he can't sleep, he just persuaded the old man next to him to study hard early, how could he slap himself in the face...

But, really sleepy.

Xie Yao's consciousness gradually blurred, and the classical Chinese text went around in his mind and then went out without leaving a trace, and the book standing in his hand gradually fell backwards.

Suddenly he felt that someone helped him hold the book, and then a deep magnetic voice sounded next to his ear, stabbing him to the heart every sentence.

"Squad leader, read early carefully."

"Did you go to be a thief at night? So sleepy in the morning?"

Yan Zhou, the tenth-level taunting contestant, seemed to be smiling very lightly.

Grass... Xie Yao was successfully woken up by the uncle next to him!

Gu Jiayang, who was listening intently to the two of them, felt that he might have a hearing problem.

What kind of world is this, can a scumbag persuade the god of learning to take the morning reading class seriously? ? ?

"Can I be like you?" Xie Yao murmured, "I was on duty this morning, so I woke up before six o'clock."

"Also, even if I sleep every class, I'm still the first in grade, believe it or not."

Seeing that Xie Yao was not being modest, Yan Zhou asked, "What Ning means is that I don't deserve to sleep?"

Xie Yao couldn't control his rebellious desire for a moment: "Is Ning's grade worthy?"

Both Gu Jiayang and Li Xue shook their bodies. They should have realized that they were too happy after changing seats—just the two masters behind said a few words, and they felt like they were about to fight in the next second.

Xie Yao regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

He shouldn't have quarreled with this old man directly, if Yan Zhou really gave up on studying from now on, who would he cry to?

It is said that encouragement and praise are the best education. Xie Yao, who has a photographic memory, recalled the Chicken Soup for the Soul that he had watched before:

"Every word of encouragement will become the sunshine that warms the child's body and mind. On the contrary, rough reprimand and ridicule will shatter the child's dignity, undermine the child's self-confidence, and even destroy the child's future."

Xie Yao hurriedly reined in the precipice: "Actually, your grades are not bad. Uh, what I mean is that if I were you, I would definitely hurry up and brush up the questions and memorize the knowledge points. Besides, your foundation is not solid, so you should listen to it in class."

"My grades are okay?" Yan Zhou heard this for the first time, and felt a little fresh.

Xie Yao couldn't connect anymore, and he could only say it once if he said it against his will.

"Your grade..." Xie Yao considered the words, "It's good because it's not biased."

This is true, Yan Zhou is hovering around the 60-point line in every subject, and every subject is averagely bad.

Yan Zhou hooked the corners of his mouth and didn't answer, waiting for him to continue talking nonsense.

"The last time I was in the physics teacher's office, I accidentally saw your test papers. The correct rate of multiple-choice questions is actually not bad. It seems that one-third of them are correct. It shows that you still have potential and have certain basic knowledge."

"The teacher also said that you have improved compared to the end of the first semester of high school."

Xie Yao felt that saying this was more like self-hypnosis and self-paralysis, making him believe that Yan Zhou definitely had the potential to be admitted to P.

Yan Zhou said quietly: "Actually, there is something hidden."

"Hidden secrets? What hidden secrets?" Xie Yao touched his chin, his tone a little excited, "Could it be that you are secretly studying physics, and physics is your favorite subject?"

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows: "No."

"When I was handing in the answer sheet that time, I fell on the ground, and the person in the back seat stepped on it. It is estimated that the correct rate has been improved."

Xie Yao: "..."

He really couldn't self-paralyze and deceive himself, Yan Zhou is just a scumbag, 24K pure scumbags do not mix alloys.

Seeing Xie Yao covering his mouth with a toothache expression, Yan Zhou inexplicably found it very interesting.

Xie Yao calmed down for a moment, glanced at Lao Yang who was drinking health tea on the podium, and said calmly, "Actually, you and I have no chance at all, it's all because of Lao Yang's connection."

"Anyway, Lao Yang assigned me a task, asking me to guide you more in your studies."

On the podium, Lao Yang had long noticed that the two people in the last row who were whispering to each other from time to time were not only not angry, but showed gratified smiles.Lao Yang felt that if Yan Zhou was willing to talk to someone, it would show that he did not reject this person.

It's not bad for these two boys to be friends. Yan Zhou will definitely improve a little bit under Xie Yao's guidance. He is very confident in Xie Yao, the squad leader.

Lao Yang felt that the move he arranged was really high, and couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Zhao Jin, who was across the corridor from Xie Yao and the others, had been looking at Xie Yao since he entered the class. He was very puzzled yesterday, what was the reason for Xie Yao's refusal to sit with the class flower.

This is the ideal of most boys in their class!

Could it be that, really, as the post bar said...?

Zhao Jin shook his head in fear, trying to get this dangerous thought out of his head.

Here, Xie Yao is still talking nonsense.

"Old Yang really cares about you. Last time he heard that something happened to you, he called me in a hurry and asked me to go and see you. We can't live up to Lao Yang's good intentions."

"Don't worry, I will help you if you have difficulties in studying."

"I will be responsible for you."

Yan Zhou snorted lightly: "Look at your words, do I have to say Yes, Ido back to you?"