Beta was teased by me

On August 8, the day before the official start of school, the make-up exams ended with a bang, and the students in the third class returned to the classroom after experiencing inhuman cruelty.

Sheng Cifan grabbed the papers and climbed back to the classroom on the fifth floor from the first floor. He secretly envied the students who took the exam on this floor. Climbing the stairs several times a day was exhausting.

The examination room arrangement system refers to the examination results. This time, it refers to the final examination ranking in the second semester of the second year of high school.

There are eight exam rooms on one floor, and 25 people in each exam room. If you want to take the exam on the fifth floor, you must be in the top [-] of your grade.

Sheng Cifan at the end of the crane went to the examination room on the first floor as a matter of course, but he should not be in that classroom for the next examination.

Sheng Cifan held the test paper and returned to his seat. Lu Xiuyang was not there, and the paper was neatly pressed under the book.

The paper is equivalent to the manuscript paper, which will leave imprints of thinking, and usually have leftover answers to multiple choice questions and fill in the blanks.

After the exam, there are generally two types of people, one is the Buddha-nature student who passed the exam immediately, and the other is the type who hugs the paper and checks the answers around. This type of student can recite their answers backwards and accurately. Estimate your grades.

Sheng Cifan belongs to the Buddha-nature students, but the Buddha-nature students suddenly don't belong to the Buddha class today.

He took out Lu Xiuyang's test paper, spread out his own test paper, and took out a red pen to check the answers.

Except for a few auxiliary lines, there is not even a fart answer on the paper?

The English paper must have the answer.

Sheng Cifan turned out the English paper firmly.

The whole paper was clean and white, except for the signature on the name, even the student number and class were empty.

Sheng Cifan felt that he was being forced by a blank paper.

When Lu Xiuyang came back from the office with the subject competition notice, his paper was being turned back and forth by Sheng Cifan, and he wanted to stare at the paper with that posture.

"Want to get the answer right?"

Sheng Cifan said "fuck" in his heart, giving birth to an uncomfortable feeling of being peeped inside.

The enthusiasm for the answers in the classroom | The wave after wave is not something to be ashamed of, but after Lu Xiuyang saw through it, Sheng Cifan was not very happy, and mocked contemptuously, "Your paper is cleaner than your face, Damn it!"

Lu Xiuyang stuffed the materials in his hands into the drawer. After sitting down, he held Sheng Cifan's hand holding the pen, and the other hand rested on the back of Sheng Cifan's chair. He leaned over with his shoulder rubbing his shoulder, and the red pen Swipe across the paper, leaving traces on the paper smoothly.

Lu Xiuyang's hands are beautiful, under the fair skin, the light blue blood vessels are clearly visible, the nails are trimmed neither too long nor too short, the fingers are slightly clasped, and the temperature of the palm is slightly warm and moist.

Sheng Cifan's palms, which were always dry, were sweaty. He glanced from the corner of his eyes, and caught sight of Lu Xiuyang's slightly serious side face. His brows would frown twice from time to time, and the paper would follow the frowning movement. Leave a slash and draw a deduction mark.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Xiuyang lowered his voice as if telling a little secret, and smiled, "It's time to turn the page."

Sheng Cifan: ...

Sheng Cifan lowered his eyes, pushed Lu Xiuyang away, threw the red pen on the table, and folded the papers into a mess, "That's wrong."

Lu Xiuyang looked as usual, pulled the messy paper to his face, pressed the back of his hand across the crease, and continued to correct the answers on the paper, with a rational and dogmatic gesture.

Sheng Cifan pursed his lips and looked away.

"Everyone be quiet." Lao Huang had expected that the classroom would not be quiet after the exam. The bear children were anxious to answer the answer. From one aspect, it also paid attention to their studies. Posted in the group for a while, there is no class this afternoon, everyone should go back and prepare well. School will officially start tomorrow, and we will gather at the playground at 07:30 in the morning. This training camp will last for five days. I hope everyone can obey the instructor’s arrangement.”

"Teacher." Xie Fei raised his hand, "School starts tomorrow, and I apply to meet the junior high school girls at the school gate, help carry luggage, and show the noble character of seniors who are willing to help others."

Ai Yingying poured cold water on the spot: "Forget it, Dafei, handsome people are called seniors, and people like you can only be called seniors."

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Don't be poor, you are all in the third year of high school, and you should focus on your studies." Lao Huang couldn't help laughing, "The training camp is more difficult, everyone should take care of each other and unite."

Lao Huang's eyes lingered on Lu Xiuyang who lowered his head to correct the papers in the back row of the classroom. He didn't have to worry about the other class leaders. League branch secretary, take the initiative to care for your classmates.”

The Youth League secretary maintained his usual indifference, and the air-conditioning in the classroom seemed to be deliberately lowering the room temperature with all his strength.

Sheng Cifan scratched the goosebumps on his arms, "It's easy to talk about it, if you have anything to ask me, I'll cover you."

"Everyone, if you really have something to do, don't hide it. I will find a way to help you solve it." Lao Huang slid down the steps to the bottom and took out a stack of A4 papers. Self-study classes will end late, this is an application for accommodation, each person will send a copy, and after returning from the training camp, they will hand it over to the monitor, regardless of whether they live in a dormitory or not, they must fill out the form, remember?"

Sparsely dragging the end of the response: "Remember~"

Lao Huang babbled on for another ten minutes, and finally announced that school was over.

A bear is a bear after all, and his energy will never run out.Hearing that the training camp was brutal, countless white skins were tanned, and countless asexuals were bent down, but looking forward to it is like a creeper, with a little sunshine, it can climb up wantonly.

-

Lin Yu caught up with a business trip, and Lao Sheng and Xiao Sheng were left at home. After the two straight men made two buckets of instant noodles to satisfy their hunger, they took out the game console, stared at each other for three seconds, and then started a new round of fighting.

On the LCD screen, the red villain's health bar was better than nothing, and the yellow villain flew out a big move, which was a fatal blow. The referee on the screen raised the yellow villain's arm and showed the winner's sign.

Sheng Cifan clenched his fists down, and in a standard victory celebration posture, he wrapped his arms around Lao Sheng's neck, "If it weren't for the fact that you are my father, you wouldn't survive 10 minutes."

"This game has no technical content." Lao Sheng lost the game controller angrily. He played eight rounds and lost eight rounds. sharp."

"Dad, what are you talking about..." Sheng Cifan caught off guard and threw out a primary school math problem, "What is eight plus eight times two?"

Lao Sheng was so confident that he blurted out: "32."

"Tsk tsk." Sheng Cifan shook his head and sighed regretfully, "Old Sheng, if you have half the IQ of Uncle Lu, my grades can be shoulder to shoulder with that guy's."

Lao Sheng drew a draft with his index finger on the sofa. After calculating the correct answer, he twitched his face and raised his eyes to look at his unlucky son. It was not groundless. He and Lu Xiuyang's father were classmates since childhood. The situation of juniors is almost the same.

The face is too big, but he can't beat it, Lao Sheng glared at his cheap son: "You need to clean up, don't you?"

"No, no, no!" Sheng Cifan shook his head like a rattle, solemnly, "Dad, I'm going to a training camp tomorrow, what should I bring?"

Lao Sheng was also full of question marks. Two seconds later, the father and son reached a consensus, took out their mobile phones, and opened Baidu...

After 10 minutes, I made a list and started to gather things on the sofa like ants hoarding goods.

Lao Sheng held the list and a pen, and Sheng Cifan sat cross-legged on the carpet, looked at each other and nodded, and checked each item item by item.

Lao Sheng: "Two boxes of beef jerky, five soaked claws, one can of steamed buns, five boxes of milk, freeze-dried fruit pulp..."

The backpack was bulging and full, and Lao Sheng mentioned it proudly: "Son, your father doesn't need to arrange everything, does it?"

Sheng Cifan solemnly nodded in agreement: "Old Sheng and Xiao Sheng join forces, everything is under control."

The father and son were full of confidence, picked up the game controller, and continued to kill each other.

-

Early the next morning, Lao Sheng dragged Xiao Sheng who was sleepy and staring up, hastily fed a bottle of milk and ate two slices of bread, and then threw him to school.

When Sheng Cifan was thrown out of the car, he couldn't figure out the north and south. He and Lao Sheng fought until three o'clock in the morning the night before, and now he just wants to go back to sleep.

There are a total of 32 classes in arts and sciences. Thousands of people gathered on the playground, forming a beautiful landscape. The principal, with a beer belly, made a speech on the rostrum with exaggerated banners, and the sound of wheat spraying continued.

Sheng Cifan pulled Xie Fei back, resting his forehead on Xie Fei's back, feeling drowsy.

"Brother Sheng, why did you go last night?" Da Fei didn't dare to shake around.

Sheng Cifan told the truth: "Play games with Lao Sheng."

"Next, I invite the student representatives to give a speech."

In order to see the people on the rostrum clearly, Da Fei took two steps forward. Sheng Cifan was unprepared and almost fell, "Fuck, Da Fei, you want to kill Dad?"

Xie Fei pointed at the rostrum, his mouth tied like a knot: "Look, Mr. Lu and Qin Yao."

Sheng Cifan raised his eyelids, "Who is Qin Yao?"

"The list-killing machine of the liberal arts class, the recognized dream love O." Xie Fei thought about the wording, and added two more words, "Predecessor."

Sheng Cifan was interested: "Who is the incumbent?"

Xie Feizi laughed grimly twice: "It hasn't been cast yet, but... hum."

Sheng Cifan felt a chill and kicked Xie Fei.

Lu Xiuyang's voice came out through the school radio, with a little noise of unstable current, clear and comfortable, which caused a burst of screams from senior high school students, and made students passing by the playground stop to watch.

"Damn it, it's a pity that this voice doesn't read love letters!"

"He's reading a love letter, where's my blocker?!"

"Boss Lu is fucking me with just his voice!"

"..."

Sheng Cifan inevitably listened to the gossip around him, and felt deeply saddened by the aesthetics of Jiahe sentient beings. How can Lu Xiuyang be a nympho when he pretends to be X[-]?

Student Xiaosheng said he didn't understand.

After the mobilization meeting was over, Sheng Cifan picked up a random seat on the bus and sat down, not paying attention to who was sitting next to him. It wasn't until the bus set off that he realized that Fang Zi with black glasses was sitting next to him.

The surroundings were as noisy as a vegetable market, and the grand speeches were like falling into an ice cave, and the class committee vote came to mind again.

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Xiao Sheng: My father is a thief and jb is reliable.

Lao Sheng: My son is very reliable.

Mint: You two are out of line! !