After crossing, I was with the campus male god

The last day of the school celebration actually had nothing to do with the students, it was mainly a matter of the school's senior management and city leaders.The three grades have resumed their normal get out of class schedule.

However, Chu Muya became the focus of discussion, especially after the results list of the monthly exam was posted on the bulletin board.

The number one is still Chu Muya, 2 points behind No.3 Yan Ling'an, and No.[-] Song Lin is almost [-] points behind Yan Ling'an.

After reading the list, Song Lin said quietly, "...I really want to transfer schools."

Although Wannian's No. 3 sounded bad, it's still better than No. [-], which doesn't rank well.

When the grades came out, it was a big recess, so Chu Muya took the break to go to the piano classroom.

Yan Ling'an lay on his seat, facing Chu Muya's position, and pressed it against the table.

He felt like a resentful woman waiting for her husband to come home.

When Sun Liu and Fan Gu came back after reading the results, they saw Yan Ling'an lying on the seat lifelessly, thinking it was because of the results that they were unhappy, so they comforted him: "Brother Yan, it's okay, it's just a monthly exam, and you didn't pass the exam. If you didn’t pass the exam, just try harder next time, don’t let yourself be too tempted to jump off a building.”

Yan Ling'an raised his eyebrows: "Get out, if I jump off the building, one from Song Lin will count as one, and you all have to jump?"

Song Lin, who had just returned from thinking about the feasibility of transferring to another school, heard this sentence: "..."

Xie Tiantian entered the classroom holding the math paper: "Come, come, the math result you have been waiting for for a long time is out, come and get it, or your enemies will see it, and you will be laughed at!"

Sun Liu and Fan Gu, who were still leisurely, immediately ran to the podium.

Yan Ling'an sat and thought for a while, but still felt that puppy love was not good enough. He had to talk it over with Chu Muya. Even if he really wanted to fall in love, he had to wait until graduation... No matter how bad it was, he had to wait until the junior college entrance examination was over.

He patted his thigh, then immediately frowned and rubbed: "Hiss."

Through the school uniform, it was hot and painful.

Xie Tiantian came over with the test papers of Yan Ling'an and Chu Muya, and asked angrily, "Isn't it? You just got second in the exam, Brother Yan, you don't have to hurt yourself to apologize, right?"

Yan Lingan said indifferently, "I'm just swatting mosquitoes."

"Oh." Xie Tiantian separated the papers of the two and placed them in their respective positions before preparing to leave.

Yan Ling'an quickly called her: "Thank you Tiantian! You can drag me into the group again!"

Xie Tiantian refused righteously: "No, Axue said that you can no longer put stinky men into the group."

Yan Lingan said in a low voice: "I think your Axue is sometimes more manly than a stinky man."

The last time I had a physical education class, some girls were playing badminton, but they hit the ball into a tree.Yan Ling'an was just about to borrow a clothes rail or something, when Li Xue climbed up the tree and threw the ball down.

Another time he played basketball and blocked Fan Gu.

Xie Tiantian didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"Ah, nothing!"

After getting the test paper, Yan Ling'an read it up and down several times, studied the point where the points were deducted, and went to get Chu Muya's to study together.

He turned the pen and looked at Chu Muya's test paper with straight eyes.

Yan Ling'an was in a daze, ready for the bell to ring, and when Chu Muya returned to the classroom, he saw Yan Ling'an clutching his test paper in a daze.

Chu Muya took out the test paper from Yan Lingan's hand: "Class is over."

It means to stop him from being in a daze.

Yan Ling'an came back to his senses, and glanced at Chu Muya with resentful little eyes: "You also know that class is over, where did you go to fool around?"

Chu Muya: "..."

He intuitively felt that something was wrong with Yan Lingan's mood, but he didn't know why.

The math teacher in front had already entered the classroom, Yan Lingan sat down obediently, and while the teacher turned back to write on the blackboard, he lowered his head and opened Taobao to search for "calculus exercises".

He poked Chu Muya with a pen: "Brother Mu, you've been busy lately, do you want to buy a set of exercises?"

Yan Ling'an thought about it carefully. The reason why Chu Muya wanted to fall in love early was because he was too free. Why don't he buy a few more questions to do, so that he wouldn't have the mind to fall in love early.

The more Yan Lingan thought about it, the more she felt that she was right.

What a little genius he is.

Chu Muya glanced at Yan Lingan's phone screen: "...you write it yourself."

Yan Ling'an was about to convince Chu Muya, the math teacher had walked to the back row at some point, picked up Yan Ling'an's mobile phone, and was just about to teach him a lesson, when he saw the words "calculus exercises": "... ..."

Teacher Zhou cleared his throat: "I know you are smart, and it's not impossible to learn college knowledge early, but you can't read it in class, okay, take your math test paper and stand behind, and copy the wrong questions. Give it to me ten times tomorrow."

"Teacher!" Just as Teacher Zhou turned around and was about to leave, Yan Ling'an shouted again: "Chu Muya is looking at my phone too!"

Chu Muya, who was sorting out the wrong questions: "?"

Teacher Zhou glanced at Chu Muya again, a bit confused about Yan Lingan's idea of ​​being punished to stand, but he still said, "Hey, Chu Muya, you should also take the test paper and stand. "

Chu Muya: "..."

He got up slowly, walked to the back wall of the classroom and stood there.

There was a blackboard distance between the two of them, and Yan Ling'an slowly moved to Chu Muya's side step by step: "Brother Mu, then I'll buy a set, if there's something I don't know, can I ask you?"

Chu Muya was very indifferent: "No, no."

After practicing for a few days, Chu Muya was finally able to play a good note, recorded it as an audio, and planned to send it out at an appropriate time, but he thought for a long time but did not think of any suitable opportunity.

... Besides, Yan Ling'an probably couldn't understand what he was playing.

When the autumn and winter seasons change, it is also a hard-hit area for colds. After the National Day, many people in the first class have caught a cold. The table is full of small wontons wrapped in napkins, and the voices can be heard one after another during class.

So Yan Ling'an would make two cups of Banlangen every morning when he woke up, one cup for himself, and the other cup on a thermostatic coaster, so that it would be lukewarm when Chu Muya woke up, so it wouldn't be too hot to drink.

In mid-October, the selection of "Thousands of Questions" came to an end. After a lot of screening, a total of 64 contestants were selected to enter the recording of the variety show.

The venue time has been set, next February, in the capital.

The program group humanly set the time for the winter vacation.

Ning Cheng, a total of four were selected, two were in No. [-] Middle School, Chu Muya and Yan Ling'an.

Discussions in the school were in full swing. After all, this is an opportunity to be on TV. Many people are envious of it, but they are not envious. After all, they rely on their strength.

Someone also opened a post in the No. [-] Middle School Post Bar, betting on who could go further, Chu Muya or Yan Lingan. In order to increase the excitement of the gambling, the host also added a set of nine homework five-three as a bet.

Chu Muya's reputation in school was too short, so most people voted for Yan Ling'an.

So Chu Muya saw Yan Lingan who was playing with his mobile phone in class all day.

While Su Jing was writing on the blackboard, he knocked on Ling An's table: "Listen to the class."

"Wait a minute." Without raising his head, Yan Lingan breathed a sigh of relief after a while, glanced at where Chu Muya's book was turned, and then followed suit.

Chu Muya: "... What are you doing?"

"Vote!" Yan Ling'an said, "I'm so pissed off, they all voted for me, and then I went to register hundreds of trumpets to vote for you."

Chu Muya felt that Yan Ling'an might be a typical example of God giving a smart head but nothing else: "..."

Yan Ling'an said: "Brother Mu, are you moved? I am so detailed about you. When I win Wusan back, you will be half of me and half of you. Let me first say yes, I want Chinese and mathematics."

In mid-November, the first mid-term exam, because it is a municipal exam, teachers of all grades attach great importance to it. Even after the monthly exam, Li Guoliang has to go to each floor to inspect from time to time, for fear that they will be lazy and not study hard.

It was already very cold in November, Yan Ling'an also changed her morning jogging schedule and started to sleep in.

After Chu Muya finished washing, he heard Yan Lingan say: "Mumu, the sun is good today! Do you want to dry the quilt? My mother called me yesterday, so I will dry it first. Let's dry yours today." ?”

"it is good."

Chu Muya picked up the heavy quilt and went to the balcony. The thin quilt in the autumn of the previous two weeks could no longer be covered. He also packed up and asked the driver at home to take it back.

He hung the quilt on the shelf and smoothed the dragged part. Yan Ling'an was also helping him outside, and their hands happened to touch each other through the quilt.

Chu Muya was grabbed by Yan Lingan just as he was retracting it, he frowned: "Mu Mu, your hands are so cold!"

Chu Muya: "..."

It's amazing that his hands are cold even through such a thick quilt.

"roll."

Chu Muya slapped him across the quilt, and then walked into the room.

I thought it was a fine weather with a clear sky, but who knew that the sky turned cloudy in the afternoon, and soon there was a heavy rainstorm. The outdoor physical education class had to be temporarily canceled and changed to classroom self-study.

The math teacher excitedly took the new question and said a few more words.

Chu Muya looked at the pouring rain outside the window and frowned. When it rained, he rushed to the dormitory. Who knew that the dormitory manager would not be here this afternoon, so he locked the dormitory door.

The dormitory management in high school will not be in the school all the time, and the dormitory building does not have gates. Occasionally, when you go out in the morning or in the afternoon, you will lock the dormitory to prevent people who don't look like you from entering the dormitory building. Assure.

Who knew such unlucky things would happen.

Yan Lingan quietly took out his mobile phone and took a look. Sure enough, the weather forecast said it would rain in the afternoon... He really didn't mean it.

"Mu Mu, why don't you cover me with the quilt at night?"

Chu Muya's hands and feet were cold in summer, and he put on a thick quilt early in winter, but he couldn't bear the cold all night.

But Yan Ling'an didn't have any extra quilts, so he had to give him his own bed.

"how about you?"

Yan Ling'an thought of many ways, such as borrowing an extra quilt next door, or going to the supermarket to buy another quilt, and finally a short circuit in his mind: "How about we build another quilt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, and was about to change his words when he heard Chu Muya softly "hmm".

Yan Ling'an didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt his mind was empty.

It's just that the more difficult thing is still at night.

The author has something to say: I changed my name, don't admit it! (#^.^#)