A villain in love dressed as school grass

Zhu Bo had just finished a set of A-level Mathematical Olympiad papers. When he was sitting at his desk drawing after taking a shower, he glanced at his phone.

He is going to see if there is any homework in the class group.

Then he found out that "his deskmate" was very good at sending him messages when he had time.

Surfing the Internet, what a coincidence,

What an old word.

Zhu Bo didn't want to chat, so he replied "um" and put down the phone, but he didn't expect the other party to reply quickly enough.

-Are you asleep?

Zhu Bo frowned, what a stupid question.

Zhu Bo was a little hesitant, who would call him back if he fell asleep.

- Talk about something.Zhu Bo replied.

The other side paused, and immediately sent it again.

-Well, I have a question I can't do, I want you to explain it to me.

If there is a problem, I can't. It is very unrealistic to find someone to talk about it from Ding Weisong.

It can be said to be a bit scary.

Zhu Bo recalled that Ding Weisong's daily life in class was very uniform, monotonous and boring.

sleep, play games,

sleep, talk,

sleep, read novels,

Go to sleep and watch the female monitor...

No one would believe that such a person would send a math problem in the middle of the night.

Zhu Bo couldn't believe it, and with doubts in his heart, he still looked at the question with his eyes.

A function to fill in the blanks.

Although the question surface looks messy, it is still very simple to Zhu Bo, which is equivalent to the kind that can be counted after reading the question.

- The answer is 7.

Zhu Bo went back, put down his phone and planned to finish the children's painting.

However, the other party did not seem to give up.

-I don't understand, can you write me the process of solving the problem?

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Bo reluctantly agrees, and he will do a good deed every day to save his very strange tablemate.

Zhu Bo took out a blank piece of paper and wrote down the entire problem-solving process clearly.

Then take pictures and send them over.

Unexpectedly, after the other party knew this question, he turned around and asked another space geometry question.

Zhu Bo patiently wrote for him again.

Then there are probability questions, trigonometric function questions, number sequence application questions...

With this solution, we chatted from more than nine o'clock to almost zero o'clock.

The other party intentionally or unintentionally gossips with him during the problem-solving breaks, until it finally annoys Zhu Bo completely.

- If there is any problem, I will talk about it tomorrow. Go to bed.

The other party dared not speak.

Zhu Bo came a little early because he was on duty today, so he quickly cleaned and mopped the floor with the students on duty in the same group.

The girls in the same group were about to go out with a big mop. Seeing this, Zhu Bo took a few steps forward to get it.

"Come here, strong boy, you go take out the trash."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Bo took the mop with one hand and headed to the men's toilet next to him.

go.

The girl was bumped into by the inexplicable deer in the scene just now, leaning against the door with her hands on the door, quietly watching Zhu Bo's back.

"What are you looking at?" Pu Ziwen just went upstairs when he saw the girl blocking the door.

Try to look in the direction the girl is looking at, there is no one in the corridor.

The girl turned her head and saw Pu Ziwen's clean and good-looking face so close to her, she blushed at that moment, said nothing, turned her face and ran out with the trash in small steps.

what.

Pu Zi didn't understand, so someone grabbed his neck from behind.

Did not tick.

"Don't make things difficult for your height?" Pu Zi knew it was Ding Weisong without turning his head.

"Hey Wen, you are looking down on me by saying that. My height is just right, the ideal height for a boyfriend. You are too tall, like a pillar."

"Brother Wen, how was your chat with me at the same table yesterday?"

"not bad."

After Pu Ziwen told Ding Weisong the various questions he asked in the name of Ding Weisong last night, Ding Weisong almost exploded.

"Brother Wen, I think you are embarrassing me. Do you think I will ask such a question?"

How could he memorize so many question types.

This is not suitable for him at all!

After all, Ding Weisong was afraid of the pressure from Pu Ziwen.

So when Zhu Bo returned to his seat, Ding Weisong pretended to digest last night's questions.

"At the same table, I feel that after last night, my whole body has been sublimated, and I have achieved a qualitative leap in my soul."

Zhu Bo: "..."

Then he is amazing.

If he can improve by doing a few math problems, then he might as well read May [-] Math several times.

May fly faster.

"Continue tonight at the same table, I really think there is a reason for you to take the 39th place in the exam." Ding Weisong leaned closer to Zhu Bo.

"Is there any reason, just because I am 39 and you are 42?"

Zhu Bo didn't think it was meaningful to discuss the fourth-to-last and the last-to-last in Class [-].

Ding Weisong was a little embarrassed, but when he turned his head and saw Pu Ziwen's warning eyes and commanding gestures, the words slipped out of his mouth without passing through his mind.

"Not at the same table! Study hard, please help me! Please! You can't abandon me."

Unbearable, Zhu Bo agreed.

But Zhu Bo felt a little strange.

This style of behavior is not like Ding Weisong, but a bit like... Pu Ziwen?

Zhu Bo turned his head to look at Ding Weisong, and asked him, "Don't use this old-fashioned phone, the sound is annoying. Where's your smartphone?"

Smartphone, Ding Weisong was a little flustered.

Brother Wen didn't return it to him.

"Well, I, I lent it to someone else, so I won't play this for now."

Ding Weisong didn't dare to provoke this, nor did he dare to provoke that.

Suddenly the world felt so difficult.

Zhu Bo still felt something was wrong and had doubts in his heart.

In the evening, "Ding Weisong" appeared punctually after nine o'clock, and it was still the same routine, just a few math problems.

Chat with him while asking questions.

Zhu Bo looked at the phone in a daze for a moment.

- i ask you a question.

- What do you think of Pu Ziwen?

-I think he always smiles just pretending, he is a really bad person inside.

- Don't think he treats you very well, but he told me in private that you were not.

- I just can't bear to see you being cheated for too long.

Zhu Bo silently stared at the screen after typing this long paragraph on his mobile phone.

This trick is called fishing law enforcement.

See if that fat fish takes the bait.

Not forget it.

Then, "Ding Weisong" seemed to be unable to sit still immediately.

- No, brother Wen, he can't be the kind of duplicitous person, I can guarantee my personality!

- He is a fool, but he dare not even step on a bug on the side of the road, but fighting is another story.

- I think you are mistaken.

- He's really not that kind of person, you believe me.

……

After posting for a long time, Pu Ziwen felt a little flustered when he found that Zhu Bo hadn't returned.

Waiting to send a tentative question to him.

Pu Ziwen found that before he spoke, there was a red exclamation mark in his eyes.

blocked? !

Pu Ziwen looked at his phone incredulously, so he got blocked?

What is this operation.

When going to school the next day, Pu Ziwen asked Ding Weisong to go to the West Staircase to discuss it. The two felt that Zhu Bo must have found out.

"Forget it, Brother Wen, you might as well go to my deskmate and explain clearly."

"Just say that you added a friend to ask him to copy homework with questions. If you use my method, it should be fine."

Pu Ziwen was inspired by Ding Weisong's words for some reason, and sat directly on Ding Weisong's seat after returning to the classroom.

The next class is music instead of self-study class, and sister Ju, the head teacher, is not here.

Seats can be changed.

When the class bell rang, Zhu Bota watched Pu Ziwen sit and didn't make a sound, but silently stacked five or six textbooks.

Then push it to the right side of the desk, keeping a distance from Pu Ziwen.

Pu Ziwen looked at Zhu Bo, looked at the book, took out a notebook from the desk, tore off a piece of paper, scratched a few words on the paper, and stuffed it in front of Zhu Bo.

- Did you find out that I was the one who had the problem with you?

Asked directly, Zhu Bo smiled.

-Yes, so, except for making up lessons, I don't want to talk to you at all, understand.

Pu Ziwen felt hurt.

-Why?Ding Weisong can ask you, but I can't.

why? !

Compared with Ding Weisong, what is the difference?

Bad face, errand or policeman?

Pu Ziwen couldn't figure it out, nor could he figure out why Zhu Bo just didn't want to add him as a friend.

Zhu Bo took the paper and quickly wrote a few words with a pen.

-Because you owe a fight.Is it ok?

- don't pass me any more notes.

-Otherwise I will probably sue you to Sister Ju.

Pu Ziwen fell silent, Zhu Bo was really not easy to mess with.

Can only be coaxed.

Pu Ziwen finally understands this time, Zhu Bo is a double standard.

My heart is very unbalanced.

This unbalanced mentality carried over directly to the evening basketball game.

That game with No. [-] High School that everyone attaches great importance to.

The two sides made an appointment in a stadium outside the school. The stadium has been carefully repaired, and playing games will not affect the players' status.

The ball game that day attracted boys and girls from several schools.

Most of the boys want to see how the strong players on both sides fight, so that they can enjoy their eyes.

And the girls basically smell it at the No. [-] Senior Colonel.

Watching handsome guys play for free is so eye-catching.

Pu Ziwen didn't speak much all the way here, which was very different from usual.

Ding Weisong was a little apprehensive, knowing that it was because of Zhu Bo.

Fortunately, Pu Ziwen was not too impulsive, and the first half of the game was played normally.

The two sides are evenly matched and in good condition, and the fight is very interesting.

Intermission is 15 minutes.

Puzi smelled that the sweat dripping from his temples had penetrated into the jersey along his neck and melted into the cotton material.

The boy who had just finished exercising was visibly steaming, so logically speaking, the red head and puffy face should not be seen at all.

However, Pu Ziwen did not live up to his reputation as a school grassroots at all. Even after high-intensity exercise, his face still maintained a good-looking appearance, and there was no flaw from any angle.

This made the hearts of the girls who supported him beating.

No matter how handsome the school grass is, I took a few photos and retouched them when I went back.

It must be well received.

"Brother Wen, the people in No. [-] Middle School are really mean. Why are they playing so dirty? It's because the referees are really unprofessional."

"If I were the referee, just now they have two grandsons who can be warned off for several rounds, okay?"

Pu Ziwen nodded his head, but what he found was that those people played badly.

Pu Ziwen suddenly felt that even if he agreed with this group of people, he would not have much sense of accomplishment.

It's not a level at all.

No need to compare.

Because the stadium is open-air and there is no charge, such a wonderful game for young children has attracted many spectators.

Pu Ziwen slightly frowned.

For some reason, it may be that he has been in contact with Zhu Bo a lot, and he doesn't like this kind of scene that is too noisy.

Pu Ziwen's thoughts flew away in a trance, and he remembered a very sudden question.

I don't know if Zhu Bo made it home after school today.

Thinking of this, Pu Ziwen suddenly heard a small talk among the crowd.

"When I passed Wutong Road just now, I saw some people fighting."

"Fighting, isn't that very common? There are police, it's okay."

"No, I didn't see the police, and you don't know, it was a couple of seven or eight, it was quite scary."

"But that kid from No. [-] was pretty good at fighting, and he was pretty good-looking. He knocked down the little Huangmao opposite him with a single punch."

"But then it got a bit bad, I guess the boy will be beaten up..."

Pu Ziwen's hand holding the towel to wipe sweat suddenly paused, and felt that the noisy sounds around him gradually disappeared.

Leaving only that sentence, it is estimated that he will be beaten severely.

After the second half of the game started, the referee suddenly felt something was wrong.

The boys in No. [-] Middle School also felt that it was wrong.

The referee blew his whistle and shouted: "Team No. [-], where are your main players?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: Is there even a need to ask?I went to save my wife.

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