A villain in love dressed as school grass

Pu Ziwen's face was ugly with embarrassment.

"Student Zhu Bo, how can you say that?"

Zhu Bo rolled his eyes at him and looked at him with disgust.

"Am I wrong? You can't even do such a simple math problem in the first grade of junior high school."

Zhu Bo deliberately emphasized the word "simple".

Zhu Bo thought to himself, I think this shameless person is definitely doing it on purpose.

I just want to punish him with make-up lessons.

Pu Ziwen threw the draft paper in his hand on the table, Zhu Bo actually saw it in his eyes, wronged?

"It's not easy for me to find junior high school questions now. It's a bit too much for you to say that, brother."

Pu Ziwen worked all afternoon and asked Bao Shunsheng to find and solve problems.

It's hard, okay?

Zhu Bo suddenly felt that he had been kidnapped by Daode, and the scene was embarrassing for a while.

"Then I don't want to study mathematics, but change to English?" Zhu Bo asked tentatively.

Pu Ziwen nodded.

As a result, Zhu Bo was once again disappointed. Pu Ziwen's English seems to be not as good as mathematics.

He can be regarded as knowing those letters, so that it will not become pinyin.

Primary chicken level.

"How about I teach you Chinese?" Pu Ziwen asked tentatively.

Zhu Bo didn't have the patience to spend it with him, so he simply threw away the workbook and put the words on the bright side.

"Let's stop torturing each other, I don't want to study at all, you should see that."

"Since I agreed, let's make up lessons on the surface. I am hiding from my mother, and you are entrusted by my mother, and then each play their own way, OK? Don't make it difficult for you."

"Deal." Pu Ziwen replied bluntly.

He also felt that he was really not suitable for such a serious activity as making up lessons.

Playing games is more suitable for him.

……

Wang Lu was pacing in the living room, wanting to go into the study to see his son, but afraid of affecting them.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Luxian cut up the fruit and made a fruit platter.

Then knock on the door of the study.

"...Here we set x1+x2=a, then y=a/a+1... Aunt Wang is here."

"For fear of your hard work, I will send you some fruit." Wang Lu looked at the table when he was laying down the fruit plate.

When she saw the draft paper, she took it for granted that it was the result of her son's hard work.

Her son is really starting to study, and she is very happy.

"Thank you auntie."

"Okay, you go on, Auntie won't bother you."

Wang Lu stepped out of the study and closed the door gently.

Pu Ziwen threw the pen card in his hand back into the pen holder.

Thanks to him eating chicken and practicing listening to footsteps.

Seeing him rejoicing, Zhu Bo snorted helplessly.

I don't know what he is happy about.

The second grade of Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School is about to usher in the half-month exam.

It can be seen from the literal meaning of the half-month test that the school will conduct a test around NO.15 of each month, so as to continuously monitor and follow up the students' learning status.

The difference is that the test questions of the half-month test are not as formal as the monthly test, nor are they as difficult as the monthly test questions.

The marking teachers are only the teachers of their respective classes, and will not systematically produce a big list for the entire grade.

The middle and upper classes are full of enthusiasm.

In fact, the pressure is not that great.

Especially in class [-], this kind of pressure is not a pressure at all.

Class [-] is still active every day like a fake sophomore.

In the classroom, Ding Weisong had already selected Pu Ziwen's preliminaries for the basketball game, and was discussing tactics enthusiastically on QQ all day long.

Ding Weisong took this matter very seriously and thanked Pu Ziwen no less than dozens of times.

Thanks to Pu Ziwen for giving him this opportunity to be a hero.

He is bound to abuse the fifth middle school.

However, Zhu Bo was almost annoyed to death by him.

"Can you be quieter?"

Ding Weisong got an old-fashioned push-button mobile phone from somewhere. The most frightening thing is that the sound of the keys on this mobile phone is really loud.

The kind of trouble that drills into the ear.

"What tablemate are you talking about?" Ding Weisong didn't raise his head.

"I'll tell you to keep your voice down!" Zhu Bo suddenly raised his voice, which immediately alarmed the physics teacher Qi Wanwei who was lecturing on the stage.

"You have a question, Zhu Bo?" The physics teacher's voice was thick and confident, and the question was even more frightening.

"If you don't want to listen, get out now."

Hold.

Just get lost, it's much better than being annoyed by Ding Weisong and the others.

Zhu Bo kicked his chair away, and was about to open the back door to leave, when he caught sight of Pu Ziwen, he also looked at him.

What are you looking at?Laugh at him?

With a thought, Zhu Bo raised his hand before leaving and said, "Teacher, Pu Ziwen and Ding Weisong are playing on their phones to send messages."

Then leave in style.

Pu Ziwen with a stiff smile on his face: "..."

Sure enough, it was the old Yinbi.

"Get out together!" With Qi Wanwei's roar, Pu Ziwen and Ding Weisong successfully went out to stand for punishment.

"At the same table, what are you doing?" Ding Weisong asked Zhu Bo with a slack body.

Obviously Zhu Bo is still the same tablemate, the teacher came to wake him up at regular intervals, even though he was a bit colder.

"Didn't I see that you two are too tired to send messages? The buttons on your broken phone are about to be smashed."

Pu Ziwen: "Then I really thank you, Zhu Bo."

Bah, it's all bullshit, it's revenge.

The two were fined to stand up and did not stay idle, they were still talking about the basketball game in a low voice.

"Can you shut up?" Zhu Bo regretted, they were so annoying.

"Is this basketball game so important?"

Pu Ziwen saw that he didn't care about his attitude, so he gave Zhu Bo a popular science on the importance of this battle.

In short, very important!

"Let's go with you."

Neuropathy.

This is the countless times that Zhu Bo has rejected Pu Ziwen's invitation to go with him after school.

This was whispered many times by girls in the same class who didn't know whether it was good or bad.

They all dreamed of going out of school with Pu Ziwen, but it was a pity that Pu Ziwen refused to eat hard and soft, and no one agreed.

Zhu Bo didn't show mercy, "He's handsome, you guys like him, go after him yourself."

"Don't take me with you, I have a bad temper."

The implication is obvious.

Zhu Bo is not easy to provoke, since Zhu Bo finished saying that, no one dared to speak of him again.

When Zhu Bo rejected Pu Ziwen again and decided to take the subway to transfer and walk back, he met a group of people at the subway entrance.

A group of unexpected guests.

A leading yellow-haired man with four or five younger brothers.

Arrogant and weak chicken.

Zhu Bo commented on them after seeing them for the first time.

Zhu Bo took a look and was about to make a detour, but was stopped by Huang Mao.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Bo asked them, "I know you?"

Huangmao doesn't look very old, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he can tell from the social habits on his body that he no longer studies.

Simply put, it's a bastard, a little hooligan.

Huang Mao stood there and swayed: "You are Zhu Bo? You don't look very good, you can't compare with our big brother."

big brother?

Zhu Bo thought, could it be the social elder brother that Zhu Bo offended in the original book?

"And then, what do you want?"

Zhu Bo said directly.

"Give way, or find a place to end it quickly if you want to fight."

Huang Mao's obedient words swayed more vigorously there, as if the ground was burning his feet, "I didn't expect you to be so refreshing now, let's go, hit another ground."

"It's not that I'm scared, I'm too scared to move! Hahaha coward!"

Ah.

Will he be afraid?

Zhu Bo has seen this kind of thing a lot, and he has never been afraid. In the real world, he has often been besieged by his aunt's cousin looking for someone.

Which time he didn't win by himself.

Children without the protection of their parents have to make their fists harder.

"Walk."

Zhu Bo said without emotion.

alley.

Huang Mao and the others fell on the road with potholes and puddles, whimpering in pain.

Huang Mao didn't expect this person to be so capable of fighting and resisting beatings, which was not the same as the information they had.

Shouldn't this person be a vicious idiot?

"Who did you say cowardly?" Zhu Bo asked, stepping on Huang Mao's chest with one foot, spitting out the blood from his mouth.

Huang Mao was so frightened that he quickly surrendered: "It's me, it's me! Please forgive me."

Zhu Bo didn't even want to look at him, and leaned down to ask the last sentence.

"Who is your big brother?"

He can't fight people for nothing, he must know who is behind it.

Huang Mao didn't want to say it at first, but Zhu Bo wanted to punch him again when he was talking, and Huang Mao was so scared that he blurted out.

"Our elder brother's surname is Pu."

Zhu Bo's eyes flickered with ruthlessness, his surname was Pu, with such a rare surname, Pu Ziwen probably has no one else.

well.

This wolf in sheep's clothing.

Huang Mao thought that only revealing his surname should not be regarded as confessing his eldest brother, and it would be easy to talk when we really met.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Bo would not let him go at all, and asked him to explain the ins and outs of blocking people today.

"Just last winter vacation when you had a bad meal, some of us were also in that restaurant."

"We worshiped Brother Wen when we were in school, and we will definitely help Brother Wen if he needs it!"

"Brother Wen hasn't contacted us for a long time, so we wanted to take the initiative to come to you..."

It turned out that it wasn't Pu Ziwen's instruction, but it couldn't be separated from him.

Zhu Bo didn't listen to the rest of the nonsense, left them and turned to walk towards the subway.

Pu Ziwen had dinner at Zhu Bo's house as usual, but the strange thing is that Zhu Bo didn't come back on time today.

"Do you know where he went?" Wang Luxian asked while looking at his watch.

Pu Ziwen shook his head to express his confusion, and Zhu Bo refused to agree to go home with him.

When Pu Ziwen was pretending to flip through the May [-] exercise book in the study, Zhu Bo opened the door of the study.

Zhu Bo sat down on the sofa without saying a word.

Pu Ziwen felt a little strange, but Zhu Bo was fine.

It wasn't until Pu Ziwen sat next to him to play games that he could vaguely smell the smell of blood on the tip of his nose that he felt something was wrong.

"Are you injured?" Pu Ziwen put down the game and asked him, his eyes scanned him up and down.

It seems that only the hand bones are a little red.

Pu Ziwen looked at his hands before realizing it.

"Did you fight with someone?" Pu Ziwen asked in a slightly hasty voice, his brows knit unnaturally.

Zhu Bo turned his head and chuckled lightly, "What do you think?"

Pu Ziwen couldn't understand, what did he think.

"I don't care if you fight. I don't want Aunt Wang to be sad when she sees it."

Zhu Bo remained silent, not saying a word.

Pu Ziwen knew Zhu Bo's character, so he had nothing to do with him, "Let's not talk about it."

Zhu Bo sneered in his heart.

There really is his.

The next day, although Pu Ziwen said that he didn't care, he decided to check it out. Even Ding Weisong insisted on asking him to practice, but he didn't agree.

"Brother Wen, you really don't practice basketball!" Ding Weisong's tone was listless.

"I have something to do today. Tomorrow I will make up for what I lost today. Let's go first!"

Pu Ziwen just waved and walked quickly.

Pu Ziwen learned from Ding Weisong that Zhu Bo was taking the subway at night.

No wonder I never met him by bus.

Pu Ziwen asked at a convenience store near the subway, but the proprietress just talked with him, and didn't say whether she saw it or not.

"Forget it, auntie, I don't want to buy cigarettes, thank you."

"This guy is real."

Walking out of the convenience store and standing in the middle of the sidewalk, when Pu Ziwen was shading under a tree, he happened to see the surveillance camera at the entrance of the Internet cafe at the subway entrance.

360 degree HD.

It happened that he knew the boss, and he had been here before, but the Internet fee was too expensive.

After a few words, the boss showed Pu Ziwen the monitoring of the day.

Then, Pu Ziwen saw Zhu Bo and those who found fault.

Who is that hair and the yellow hair that was blown up with a dye vat?

Like an arrogant and weak rookie.

Pu Zi heard and thought about it, probably because Zhu Bo had offended someone before.

Pu Ziwen wanted to ask Zhu Bo, but then thought of Zhu Bo's attitude that day, so proud of himself.

Obviously don't want to say a word.

He asked again but there was no result, guessing that Zhu Bo was afraid to refute his own face.

However, Pu Ziwen really didn't want to see other people playing Zhubo for no reason.

"Could it be that the camaraderie between classmates really developed..." Pu Ziwen thought to himself.

should be.

Forget it, who made him so handsome and kind to his classmates.

What's more, he wants to befriend the rival in love who once targeted "him".

Friendship can turn a glacier, turning an enemy into a friend is the way to win.

The ancients are not deceived by me.

Pu Ziwen, who had made up his mind, began to look for opportunities to go with Zhu Bo after school.

Zhu Bo was almost bored to death.

"Do you not understand how to pronounce 'Don't come with me'?"

"Can't understand Chinese?"

"Do you need me to teach you with my fist?"

The temperature around Zhu Bo dropped to freezing point again.

Pu Ziwen was almost crazy.

However, in Pu Ziwen's eyes, Zhu Bo's reaction clearly changed.

Student Zhu Bo is really afraid that he will lose face if he is besieged.

In fact, this matter is really no big deal, no one has ever fought.

Forget it, if he doesn't want to say it, let's do it first.

"Then why don't you go with me?" Pu Ziwen asked tentatively.

Zhu Bo: "..."

He really couldn't understand people's words.

The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: I understand, I just want to go with you.

Today, Xiao Bo in the small theater is angry.

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