My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

During the break, each class stirred up waves with one stone.

In the private groups of each class, strange and unbelievable news began to circulate.

Anonymous Holmes: "Hey, have you heard about that shocking gossip?"

Passerby A: "What, tell me quickly."

Anonymous Holmes: "The latest news, Ruan Qingmu, the new sports committee member of Class 9, has a crush on Niu Xiaoqing."

Passerby B: "???"

Anonymous Holmes: "Then Niu Xiaoqing has a crush on Qin Yuan."

Passerby C: "???"

Below, Mr. Holmes found a screenshot, which is an old post on the school forum last year, "The New Senior High School Grass School Flower Appraisal Special Post",

There are several layers of screenshots in it, all of which are Niu Xiaoqing's passionate mic, trying to make calls under Qin Yuan's information.

"Is it because Qin Xueba's grades are not against the sky, or is it because the demeanor of the opening ceremony representative is not charming? Or is it because his face is not good-looking? Don't vote for him, vote for Fu Songhua, a male peacock who can only show off his muscles, hahaha !"

The peacock classmate who was peeping at the small group was suddenly caught by CUE: "..."

(*￣︿￣) Yaoshou, I didn’t notice before that this woman is so bad.How could I have offended her when I just entered school in the first year of high school!

He rushed forward disguised as anonymous: "Hehe, there is at least one row who has a crush on Qin Xueba, which one is she?"

Passerby A: "Hehe, the jealousy on your face has betrayed you, and your dissatisfaction with Niu Xiaoqing has overflowed your six-inch mobile phone screen."

Fu Songhua: "Niu Xiaoqing from Class 9 is crazy, is there something wrong?"

Holmes: "This female classmate, don't get excited, listen to me slowly—"

Fu Songhua: "I am not a female classmate! You are the female classmate, and your whole family is a female classmate!"

Everyone: "..."

Forget it, ignore her, this girl is crazy.

Classmate Holmes: "Do you still remember Ruan Qingmu looking for Big Brother Qin to PK when school started? It is said that because Niu Xiaoqing confessed to Qin Yuan and was rejected by Qin Yuan, Ruan Qingmu went to seek justice for the woman he loves. Then of course Big Brother Qin would Explain, right? After solving the misunderstanding, the two became friends without acquaintance. This time, Ruan Qingmu not only offered to help Niu Xiaoqing with the painting, but also brought Mr. Qin to the platform! This is in love man..."

Everyone: "Σ(°△°|||)︴..."

Is it so tortuous?

Passerby C: "Nonsense, Ruan Qingmu is also liked by many girls now, and the ranking of the school grass is rising rapidly. If you like Niu Xiaoqing, you will believe it."

Someone interjected: "Is the news delayed? Just now, Ruan Qingmu admitted that he is in love with Niu Xiaoqing. I was right there."

"That's right, Liu Siyuan from the liberal arts class was so angry that she shed tears in the classroom."

Student Fu Songhua, the male peacock, scratched his head in confusion: The monitor's good intentions to protect student Niu Xiaoqing Qingyu seemed to be in vain.

Would you like to help clarify... Forget it, it's none of his business, this woman Niu Xiaoqing is too bad, if her reputation is damaged, her reputation will be damaged! !

Gossip spread to Feiqi from other classes, but it was a different scene in class 9.

Ruan Qingmu's seat in the back row was surrounded by a group of boys.

Ruan Qing Musheng lay on the desk in a loveless manner, wearing headphones and pretending to be sleeping.

Bai Jingzheng had a good relationship with him, so he plucked up the courage to push him: "Brother Ruan, brother Ruan? Wake up, it's dawn."

Ruan Qingmu couldn't pretend anymore, took off the earphones, squinted at him: "?"

Bai Jing shyly said, "Did you really draw the blackboard newspaper? Is it so awesome?"

"Yes, yes, the master's handwriting!"

Ruan Qingmu sighed: "I've said it all, I drew it. Ask about hitting someone again."

Huang Ya followed and pestered: "Brother Ruan, tell me, did you learn Chinese painting in elementary school?"

Ruan Qingmu glanced at him coolly: "This is called graffiti, thank you."

Niu Xiaoqing had been listening secretly with her ears pricked up all the time, and suddenly she yelled in a high-pitched voice, extremely excited: "I forbid you to say that! This is the highest honor reported on the blackboard in our class. Excessive modesty is pride!"

Ruan Qingmu was startled by her high voice and leaned back, looking at her speechlessly: "..."

Tang Tiantian's little Apple's face was also blushing, and several small freckles were obvious: "Well, this is the first No.1 in our class."

A group of boys in Class 9 suddenly froze.

Really, in the first year of high school, whether it was the blackboard competition or radio exercises, or the New Year's Day party and sports meeting, they were in class 9, and they had no relationship with No.1.

Huang Ya suddenly jumped over and hugged Ruan Qingmu, her fat body clung to him: "Squad leader is right, sister Niu is right, Brother Ruan in our class is awesome!"

Bai Jing also rushed wildly, hurriedly suppressing Huang Ya: "Old Huang is right!"

"Sports Committee is awesome, Miss Niu is awesome! Class 9 is awesome!" A group of boys yelled wildly, one after another rushed forward, forming a string of human arhats, pressing Ruan Qingmu down hard.

Ruan Qingmu was caught off guard, and was immediately pressed down on the seat by a string of human gourds, unable to move.

No matter how good he is at fighting, even if he is pressed down by the rolling gourd like this, he still can't break free.

After being extremely shocked, it took a long while before he heard his voice muffled below, roaring angrily: "Get out of here, if you don't get out, I'll get up and kill you guys!..."

After the morning class, after lunch, the high-rise post in the school's post bar exploded again.

Tang Tiantian, the monitor of Class 1, personally posted a post, the first one is a photo, taken from behind, Ruan Qingmu, a low student in Class 9, and Qin Yuan, a college bully in Class 1, stood side by side again, harmoniously Facing the back blackboard of class 9 incomparably, they should have just completed the blackboard together and are admiring their work.

Going down, Tang Tiantian posted a few more panoramic photos and partial close-ups of the blackboard newspaper, and added a note below: "The next issue of the blackboard newspaper will be wiped out, so I am so reluctant, so let's keep it as a souvenir. PS: Thanks again to student Ruan Qingmu for the painting, and student Qin Yuan for his kind poem. Class 1 and Class 9 have friendship forever and forever~~~”

Suddenly, someone snatching the sofa in front of him had sharp eyes, cut a detail, zoomed in and posted it: "??? Let's find fault, what is this!"

What Tang Tiantian posted was the original picture, which showed the boy holding the scroll. On the cover in his hand, it seems that it is not "Eighteen Sets of Test Questions", but "Eighteen Forms of Secret Play", right? !

...In the office, Old Jane argued red-faced: "Director Lu, I don't agree with revoking the award. It's not a big mistake for the children to mess around."

The dean of the Academic Affairs Office was furious, and took the photo on his phone and slapped him in the face: "It's no big deal? Look at what these things are, this is the little yellow picture!"

Old Jane stuck her neck: "It must have been a joke when I was painting. The child knew it well. Obviously, what the art teacher saw and what he is showing now are all 'Eighteen sets of test questions'!"

Holding a water glass, the art teacher poked his head in from the door of the office, holding back a smile: "I really don't remember, the lights were dim last night, so I didn't take a closer look."

Old Jian glared at him fiercely: "Mr. Wu, you are not kind. You came to me and praised me just now, saying that Ruan Qingmu must have learned Chinese painting and has a good foundation."

The art teacher laughed at the director of the Academic Affairs Office: "Director Lu, forget it. What kind of little yellow picture is it? Eighteen moves of the secret opera, maybe it is the gymnastics like the ancient Wuqinxi."

Director Lu sighed helplessly: "...Comrade Jian, let me give you a vaccination first, this Ruan Qingmu in your class, please watch carefully, don't tell him to make trouble for me again, okay? ?”

A poor student who was originally unknown, why did he suddenly become famous in the whole school when the term started?

In the classroom of Class 1, the bell for the last class in the morning rang.

The students in Class 1 were packing up their books quickly, when suddenly, Fu Songhua yelled loudly.

"Damn, squad leader, I finally figured it out!" He slapped his head belatedly, "No wonder you didn't play with us last Saturday, so it wasn't because you had a fever. You went to help that guy draw a newspaper!"

His voice was so loud that all the students in the classroom were shocked into silence for an instant.

Qin Yuan stopped packing his textbooks, raised his head, and glanced at him quietly, expressionless.

Fu Songhua didn't realize it, and then asked innocently and blankly: "But what is the eighteenth style of the secret play?"

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