I won't show mercy to you

Zhuo Yu actually didn't quite understand Tan Ting's meaning.

Because making friends has always been the least of his worries for him: when you meet like-minded people, you can chat with them, and if you can’t get along, you don’t have to force yourself, after all, you’re not human. People have to get to know each other to play well.

In fact, just a few days ago, as far as Tan Tingyu Zhuoyu was concerned, even friends were counted as a junior brother who was not very familiar with him and whose swordsmanship was evenly matched with his own.

But now...

"Why is it C? The shaded part looks much bigger than this triangle? How could you choose C?"

Zhuo Yu was so angry that he almost smashed the paper with his pen, "I can't, but I'm not blind! The person who made this paper bullied and humiliated me so much, let's see if I..."

Tan Ting seemed to be used to his temper, so he calmly comforted him: "Zhuo Yu, calm down."

Zhuo Yu gasped for breath.

When he was in Qiuyi Mountain, he was always the best in swordsmanship and everything, but he was only good at reading. He got sleepy when he read, and fell asleep when he was sleepy. Second-rate.

As a result, in this broken world, there is no one playing swords at all. Every day, a group of people are crowded in a small room, and the only thing they do is to read and write questions before reading.

This is simply forcing him to his death.

Tan Ting is different.

He belongs to the elegant school, and his temperament is quiet. He is also famous in the school for reading, writing poems and painting.

Zhuo Yu was very depressed.

He never got rid of the evil spirit of the mountain beast, but it turned out that it was just a few small test questions on this paper, which made him dizzy

In addition, the original owner of Zhuo Yu's body seemed to be not very good at studying. In terms of reading, he has almost no memory of it.

"This question is related to a method of arithmetic called calculus. This question examines the application of the integral part, and it cannot be discerned simply by eye."

Tan Ting spread out the book seriously, and said peacefully, "I read the book last night, you can remember the simplest formula first, look..."

Zhuo Yu was completely unconscious.

Han Ziqian, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, almost lost his eyeballs.

He and Zhuo Yu have known each other for two years. This person can be said to be able to do anything. He handed in papers for nothing and skipped classes to smoke. He is a warrior who is the first to challenge the limits of his life.

But he alone cannot learn.

Han Ziqian covered his mouth and continued to observe for a while in disbelief, and then slowly figured out why.

I get it, studying is just a pretense, the main thing is to flirt, so I flirt, and I refuse to admit it.

"Hi brother Yu, sister-in-law... Hello student Tan Ting, I would like to interrupt your happy study time."

Although he realized that the timing was not too good, Han Ziqian stepped forward and said hey, "Shall we have dinner together? Da Ren'er just sent a text message saying that there are fried noodles in the cafeteria today, and he has already lined up for us."

Zhuo Yu was still furious, her stomach was so congested that she couldn't swallow anything at all.

But he glanced at Tan Ting's slender arms, always reminding his little junior brother that he is an omega now, with a delicate and weak physique, the kind that would make you dizzy if you miss a meal.

So Zhuo Yu took the initiative to stand up and said angrily, "Let's go, classmate Tan Ting."

Tan Ting didn't understand which game Zhuo Yu was playing now.

He blinked, stared blankly at Zhuo Yu, then at Han Ziqian beside him.

It took him a while to understand, and he realized that Zhuo Yu wanted to act, so he said "Oh" slowly.

Han Ziqian's eyes suddenly became pitiful.

Speechless, big speechless event!

Han Ziqian frantically biting the small handkerchief in his heart—the innocent and cold beauty O was tricked by the handsome scum A, she was clearly in love but was forced to pretend not to know each other in front of her classmates, and was left alone in the corner feeling sad.

By the time Zhuo Yu and Tan Ting walked to the cafeteria, Han Ziqian's brain had already opened up to the beauty O running away with the child in the future, and the scum A spending hundreds of billions all over the world to find a wife, and then...

"smell good."

Tan Ting said happily.

Zhajiangmian is the signature of AA Middle School cafeteria. The fried sauce is delicious and delicious. The diced meat inside is also cut into super large pieces, and the juicy green cucumber shreds are spread on the surface. It is delicious and cheap. It is the first choice for many students for lunch.

Tan Ting always felt that her body was not as good as before.

He just sat and read the book all morning, and he felt very tired. Even though he ate bread in the morning, he was still hungry very quickly.

So Tan Ting stuffed his mouth full of noodles, so satisfied that his eyes narrowed.He ate with his head buried in this for a long time, and raised his head with puffy face for a while, only to realize that the three people on the table were all staring at him.

Tan Ting:?

Zhuo Yu pointed to her mouth, motioning for Tan Ting to wipe her mouth.

Tan Ting didn't understand, she puffed her face and looked at him blankly with her head tilted.

Zhuo Yu hesitated to speak.

He looked at the dark circle of fried sauce on Tan Ting's mouth, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the napkin on the table and wiped it off for him vigorously.

Originally, it was rare for four people in 2A1B1O to eat in a group. Once Zhuo Yu got started with the operation, the students passing by all cast their curious eyes on it.

"...I made everyone laugh."

Tan Ting blushed with embarrassment and said vaguely.

He hurriedly took the tissue, glanced at Zhuo Yu beside him, paused, and continued to act: "Thank you, Zhuo Yu... classmate."

We sat together in class and ate together, and he wiped my mouth for me, but we were just classmates.

Han Ziqian covered his face and sighed leisurely.

Seriously, which idiot would believe it but you two?

Jiang Daren made a relief with a dry smile: "Student Tan Ting is really a hero in O with such a hearty eating appearance..."

Tan Ting thought he was praising himself.

He smiled peacefully and said, "Thank you, Jiang Daren."

Although people don't seem to be very smart, Tan Ting's smile is still very good-looking, like the snow that has just melted, melting in people's hearts clearly.

Jiang Daren also choked up.

He was silent for a while, glanced at Zhuo Yu and then at Tan Ting, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly ran to the nearby window to fetch a new pair of chopsticks.

Then Jiang Daren happily picked up a pair of Orleans grilled wings on his plate, got up, and put them directly on Tan Ting's plate.

Tan Ting didn't understand, but Zhuo Yu's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Student Tan Ting, since you are brother Yu's new friend, you are also my friend, Jiang Daren."

Jiang Daren said politely, "Please accept this pair of Orleans roasted wings, and treat it as a gift for our acquaintance."

Tan Ting was taken aback.

He seemed to be very touched, and just as he raised his head to say something, Zhuo Yu suddenly clasped his hands silently under the table.

Zhuo Yu's hand was very hot, with the scorching temperature of a young man, tightly covering the back of his hand.

When Tan Ting was stunned, his face suddenly turned red.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Zhuo Yu looked at Jiang Daren expressionlessly, "Student Tan Ting doesn't like chicken, so hurry up and take it away."

Tan Ting, who actually likes to eat poultry meat:? ?

Tan Ting raised his head and stared at Zhuo Yu in a daze, but Zhuo Yu didn't look at him, but squeezed Tan Ting's hand under the table as if urging him, signaling him to go along with him.

Tan Ting didn't understand why Zhuo Yu did this.

But he couldn't think so much anymore.Zhuo Yu's hand seemed to be a little bigger than her own, with well-defined knuckles, covering the back of her hand warmly - but that bit of temperature seemed to start to spread up Tan Ting's arm, burning him bit by bit. heart.

Tan Ting's ear was reddish, and he took a deep breath.

After a long while, he finally looked at Jiang Daren, and whispered vaguely: "...Sorry, I really don't eat chicken."

Jiang Daren was dumbfounded.

Zhuo Yu seemed to be very pleased with the light snort.

He finally removed his chopsticks from Tan Ting's hand, picked up the chopsticks on the dinner plate as if nothing had happened, picked up the pair of Orleans chicken legs in front of Tan Ting mercilessly, and threw them back to Jiang Daren's dinner plate.

Then Zhuo Yu picked up the noodles in his bowl and ate them on his own.

But Tan Ting couldn't eat it anyway.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head, staring at the back of his hand for a long time.

Tan Ting curled up her fingers slightly, feeling the warmth dissipating slowly from her fingertips.

But only he knew that his heart was getting hotter and hotter, and it seemed that the next second it would jump out of his chest happily with the already boiling blood.