Double A sequelae

Song Yu, as a senior post bar boss, knows all about the school's hot spots.

When he saw the post, he was fishing in Mijue Shitai's class, and when he saw the photo, he spit out a mouthful of water.

Miejue Shitai stopped chalking and glanced at him sharply, "Student Song, stand up and explain the problem on the blackboard."

Song Yu: "..."

Sure enough, Brother Jue's melons are not so delicious.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Miejue Shitai had just left, Song Yu couldn't wait to click on Qi Jue's dialog box.

——Brother Jue!Brother Jue!Do you know if you are on fire?Do you know that you are hot on the post bar?

Qi Jue:? ? ?

——Your home is disconnected?Your brother Jue is a man of the hour as soon as he enters the campus.

As soon as Song Yu heard this, he knew that Qi Jue hadn't read the post. He browsed through the hot posts and sent Qi Jue the photo of the couple that went viral.

—Brother, you should see for yourself.

The hottest posts are all about two people.

Under the post, there are a bunch of little girls who are asking for follow-up and more updates.

Song Yu suspects that his brother will not be safe early.

Su Daji's fame will be lost for the rest of his life.

……

When Qi Jue saw the photo, Jian Fan had already returned to his seat. When he glanced at the photo of the two of them sent by Song Yu, he was dumbfounded, "My day——"

Jian Fan looked at him, quite puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"No—it's nothing," Qi Jue reacted immediately, hid the phone behind his back with some guilt, and said vaguely, "A message from that idiot Song Yu."

Jian Fan frowned, without thinking too much, took a tissue and wiped the table.

Qi Jue stared at his slender fingers, pondered for a moment, then suddenly leaned forward, and asked tentatively: "At the same table, have you visited the school's post bar recently?"

Jian Fan's hand paused, something flashed in his eyes quickly, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Qi Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to put on Jian Fan's body, "I'll just ask casually, don't read the post, okay, reading too much of this stuff can easily lower your IQ."

Just now I saw the post bar Jian Fan: "..."

With a slumped face, he pushed Qi Jue's hand away expressionlessly.

Qi Jue didn't pay attention to Jian Fan's expression, instead he secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking he was hiding some little secret.He turned around, turned his back to Jian Fan, clicked on the picture and looked at it for a while, the corner of his mouth became more and more curved, quietly saved the picture, and set it as the desktop wallpaper.

First glance: This photo is quite beautiful.

Second look: My deskmate is really good-looking, although only a lock of hair can be seen.

The third eye: I am actually not bad, just a good match with my tablemate.

After admiring the wallpaper, Qi Jue suddenly remembered that kid Song Yu, so he casually sent Song Yu a message.

——Well, that's right, that's what you see, I don't pretend to be a showdown anymore.

Song Yu replied to the message very quickly, almost in seconds.

——Brother, what are you talking about, you don't really want to chase Su Daji, do you?

Although it is true that Qi Jue and Su Baiying have gotten very close recently, he has never thought about it in that direction. Even if he sees the photos of the two of them that are going viral on the post bar, he just thinks that the little girls in the school are lusting after them.

The photo is indeed deceiving.

but!but!He still doesn't believe it, does his brother know how to write the word "feeling"?

—Yes, it is what you think.

Qi Jue pursed her lips and typed on the screen with her fingers dancing.

——My tablemate is my future boyfriend, your future sister-in-law.

He thought for a while and added another sentence.

——By the way, I haven't caught up yet, so don't scare people away.

Song Yu: ...

He stared at the word "sister-in-law" for a while, and then at the three words "did not catch up" for a while.

Suddenly the world felt crazy.

He turned to his deskmate and said, "Quick, give me a punch and let me know I'm in the real world."

At the same table was a dull boy with glasses named Tang Shi. After hearing Song Yu's request, he almost fell to the ground. He said tremblingly: "Song...Song Yu, my cousin majored in mental health at university. She is very good. Would you like to send her WeChat to you?"

Song Yu's face darkened, and he gave him a gloomy look.

Tang Shi trembled in fright, and said at the risk of being beaten: "I can tell my cousin that I won't take your money."

Song Yu: "..."

Am I short of that money?

……

When school was about to leave at noon, Song Yu was very entangled in his heart. He was entangled in whether he should make this light bulb.

At the same time, he didn't know how to get along with Su Baiying.

Ah, it's too difficult, why let the weak him bear the pressure that he shouldn't bear at this age.

The children of Tang poetry watched Song Yu tossing lots and dice throughout the class, feeling extremely uneasy, took out two big red dates from his pocket and pushed them over.

"???" Song Yu looked at the two dates and asked, "Why?"

I'm not confinement, why give me dates?

Tang Shi clasped her hands, her neck turned red, "My cousin said that eating red dates can relieve anxiety and irritable emotions."

Song Yu: "..."

He is really irritable now and wants to hit someone.

"I beg you," Song Yu said, "don't mention your cousin again, I'm really not sick."

After school, Song Yu still decided to go to the old place to wait for someone. He found a shade, faced the tree, and practiced his expression when facing Su Baiying.

He patted the tree trunk and said, "Ah, Lao Bai."

Don't be too blunt, and avoid physical contact.

He was afraid that Brother Jue's fist would hit his face.

He adjusted his facial expression again, and drew a stiff smile: "Let's go, Lao Bai, go to eat."

Well, just do it.

Song Yu practiced several times and was very satisfied with himself. After waiting for a few more minutes, he finally saw the two Shan Shan who came late.

He reached out and patted his face, and ran towards the two of them.When he came in front of the two of them, he smiled the same as usual and said, "Let's go, sister-in-law, let's go eat."

Qi Jue: "..."

This is to find fault.

Jian Fan: "..."

Song Yu unconsciously realized what he said: "..."

He twisted his neck stiffly.

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

My Lord, may I live through today?

……

After being quiet for a while, Su Finn started to call Jian Fan on the channel again, asking the same question every time, asking him if he would be home on weekends.

Jian Fan had nothing to say to the Su family, and refused every time on the grounds of the exam. In fact, this is not prevarication, because the exam is really going to be taken.

The students in Class [-] were quite perfunctory towards the exam, especially the two in front of Qi Jue and Jian Fan, and Wang Suo, under the cover of a pile of textbooks, sipping on instant noodles.

"Fuck you," Li Desheng was so annoyed that he was sleeping on the table, rolled up his textbook and knocked on Wang's lock, "You can't keep your voice down."

"Brother Li," Wang Suo raised his head aggrievedly, still biting the instant noodles in his mouth, "Is it wrong for me to eat the noodles?"

Li Desheng glanced at him sideways, and scrolled through the textbook again, "It's your fucking mistake to speak out!"

Jian Fan frowned looking at the non-stop two people in front of him, Qi Jue happened to see it.

He leaned forward, rolled up the textbook, and knocked on the locks of Li Desheng and Wang respectively.

"Qi Jue!" Li Desheng covered his head and turned his head, shouting angrily, "What are you getting on your nerves again? Did I fucking offend you?"

"Shhh," Qi Jue backed away from the sound, he raised his thumb and put it to his lips to stop the sound, "It's wrong for you to speak out."

He leaned against the wall and looked at the two casually: "I can't see, you disturbed my study at the same table."

Li Desheng: "..."

Can I have a fight?

Forget it, can't beat it.

The king lock that was knocked twice: "..."

do not want to talk.

……

Because of Su Baiying's grades, Jian Fan was assigned to the bottom one examination room, and Qi Jue was in the first examination room.

The two ran in opposite directions, Qi Jue walked a certain distance, suddenly remembered something, turned around and called Jian Fan: "Hey, at the same table."

Jian Fan paused and turned his head halfway: "What's wrong?"

Candidates were in a hurry all around. The two looked at each other across the crowd. The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Qi Jue stood in the middle of the crowd, his clothes were blown up by the wind, Jian Fan saw that his smiling eyes were full of light, and said softly, "Come on, my tablemate."