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In the early morning of the next day, when Sha Ou arrived at the school, it was just in time for the early preparations before the first class to end.

After arriving home last night, he took the time to dig out the math book in the first year of high school, and reviewed it roughly. He slept a little late, so he looked a little tired this morning.

As soon as he walked up the stairs on the second floor, Shaou saw a few girls from other classes surrounded by the door of the second class, and they were looking into their class along the classroom door.

When he walked to the door of the class, a girl was suddenly pushed out from the crowd by the classmates, and Sha Ou dodged under his feet, so the girl didn't bump into him.

"I'm sorry, I..." The girl blushed, glaring at her companion next to her, eager to apologize.

"It's okay." Sha Ou nodded and walked straight into the classroom.

Behind him, the whispers of those female students could still be heard.

"It's too cowardly, why don't you say it!"

"Yes, what a great opportunity!"

......

As soon as Sha Ou entered the door, he saw a group of boys named Lu Wei gathered next to his seat, all of them were smiling, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Seeing him approaching, Lu Weiming consciously moved the chair forward to give him room to go in. Maybe it was because of the joyful chatter, Lu Weiming still had a smile on his face, Say hello to him: "Here you are at the same table."

Sha Ou responded with a "huh".

He walked to the seat, took out the thermos cup from the desk, and wanted to go to the hot water in the corridor to get a glass of water, but when he came in from the outside table just now, Lu Weiming's chair seemed to be equipped with a sensor, and it automatically moved back. Moved, and blocked the space for that point of entry and exit.

Sha Ou frowned slightly, once again feeling that it is really troublesome to have a deskmate.

Lu Weiming's room was chatting passionately with some male voices in the class who like to play basketball. He had no choice but to open his mouth and said, "I'll go out for a while."

"Oh." Lu Weiming's two long legs hooked the legs on both sides of the desk, controlled the chair with his butt, leaned forward, and made room for him.

The girls at the door of the classroom, since he entered the classroom, have been following him with their eyes. Shaou ignored them and walked past them without squinting, going to the hot water to get some water.

On the way back to the classroom, he thought, or find an opportunity to discuss it with Lu Weiming, and they could just switch seats. He really doesn't want to have to talk nonsense every time because of getting in and out of the seat.

After all, his deskmate is not a smart brother Yixiu with an over-the-top IQ.

When he walked back to the door of the class, Shaou saw that the girls hadn't left yet. Seeing him come back, the girl who almost bumped into her just now finally took a deep breath, and stopped in front of him with a slightly red face.

The girl took out a pink and white envelope from her pocket, lowered her head slightly, as if she didn't dare to look at his expression, her voice was reserved and trembling.

"Student Sha Ou, can this..."

Sha Ou rebuffed in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I—"

"Can you transfer it to your deskmate for me?"

Sandgull: "..."

The last sentence, the two spoke almost at the same time, and after the girl summoned up the courage to finish speaking, she suddenly felt that the surroundings had fallen into a strange and unpredictable atmosphere.

Sha Ou froze for a moment, he had done many things like rejecting love letters before, but it was the first time he encountered the plot of delivering love letters for others.

And on the second day after the transfer, there are girls throwing love letters, this world is really fucking amazing.

Sha Ou pursed his lower lip, took the envelope, and entered the classroom without saying anything.

Before he even got to his seat, there were mocking exclamations like "Oh—" and "Ouch—" in the classroom.

The few students in the front row could see the scene at the door just now.

It is the first time that the school bully male god who refuses girls to eat as a regular meal has received a love letter. He posted this kind of explosive news on the school forum, which is comparable to the college entrance examination exemption, and it will definitely explode!

Sha Ou's expression was cold, and he turned a blind eye to the meaningful eyes flashing around him. He walked to the side of the seat, directly put the letter on Lu Weiming's desk, and said softly: "It's for you."

Lu Weiming came back from training in the playground in the morning, and had been talking about basketball with a few boys in the class. With his "hot" personality and eloquent skill explanations, he quickly became the focus of the boys. So I didn't pay any attention to the "love letter incident" that happened at the door a moment ago. Suddenly seeing Sha Ou throwing a letter on his desk, I was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "If you have something to say, just say no in person. Write it to me." What is the letter for?"

Sha Ou was stunned by his sudden divine turn, with a slightly astonished expression.

"I didn't expect you to like this color..." Lu Weiming took the letter between his fingers and looked at it, then looked at Sha Ou with a bit of incomprehension, and said, "I can't see that you still have a girlish heart." ..."

There was silence for three seconds, and then a burst of laughter broke out.

Sha Ou restrained himself from the urge to unscrew Lu Weiming's Tianling Cap and pour some IQ into it, calmed down his emotions, and said in a steady voice: "Girls from other classes, entrust me to you, and—" He deeply Take a breath, "I don't like this color either, can you let me go now?"

"Oh." Lu Weiming stepped forward. Seeing Sha Ou's expression watery, he was finished. Yesterday, with the east wind of tutoring, he managed to make the friendship boat at the same table with Xueba float forward a few centimeters. Today Such an oolong wave is coming head-on, not only will the ship capsize, but it may also cause shipwreck.

Tsk tsk tsk, one-click factory reset.

In the first class history, Lu Weiming turned the history book to the page number corresponding to the course, spread it on the table, and then lay down on the table and started chatting about information.

He has a WeChat group of five people. The members of the group are all school team teammates who had a strong relationship in junior high school for three years. After entering high school, Lu Weiming went to a private school, and two of the remaining four people in the group went to special recruits. The two entered the sports school, and the two entered ordinary high schools in Beijin City.

Although the schools are different, the friendship that has lasted three years on the training ground has never been broken. When he was still in Beijin City, these people would get together every now and then. Before he left, the four buddies Er also deliberately skipped a day of class and organized a small farewell party for him, which was so touching that he almost shed stupid tears.

Lu Weiming clicked on the group chat interface and typed quickly: Good news, buddies are back to training!

The reply speed in the group is faster.

Zhou Lingfeng: Congratulations, clap your hands and sprinkle flowers, double-click 666 for Brother Lu!

Li Hyuk: Retraining right after school starts?OK, how about the speed?

Zhao Shuyuan: Don't ask about speed, just ask about speed.

Fang Kai: Old Zhao, why are your words so connotative?

With a little smile on his lips, Lu Weiming picked the most important answer first, and replied directly to @赵书远, replying: Get out, "quick" is the biggest insult to a young man with full blood!

Zhou Lingfeng: Hold on, the boys are fast.

Li Hyuk: Second proposal.

Fang Kai: Same as above.

Depend on!Lu Weiming cursed with a low laugh, and then sent out another sentence: Don't talk nonsense, be serious, when will you come to Fengyu to get together, I haven't seen you for more than half a month.

In Pugao where Li He and Fang Kai attended, the training rhythm of the school team is not as intense as that of the sports school, so they replied that they can do it anytime. Zhou Lingfeng and Li He from the sports school studied the recent training arrangements in the group, and finally decided that this week In the afternoon of five, four people teleported over from Beijin City to comfort Lu Weiming's lonely heart.

OK!Lu Weiming said in the group: Self-study is over on Friday night, see you at the gate of our school!

Zhou Lingfeng: Evening self-study?Since when the fuck did you start studying at night?

Zhao Shuyuan: Fengyu No. [-] Middle School is really a provincial key point, and its reputation is well-deserved, but Brother Lu is a good person, so I am a little panicked.

Lu Weiming: Don't panic, I'm still me, a firework with a different color.

Fang Kai: Well, you are blown up!

Lee Hyuk: Boom!

Lu Weiming: ...Go away, silly sons!

Cursed and quit the group chat.

After turning off the screen of the mobile phone, Lu Weiming saw the corner of his mouth that had been upturned from the black screen. He pressed his thumb and index finger on the edge of his mouth, and gently pulled it down. After all, he smiled so obviously, he would give the history teacher a smile An illusion of "my lectures are very good and interesting".

When people have a happy event, they are in a good mood, even looking at the cold noodle tablemate next to them is much pleasing to the eye.Lu Weiming put the mobile phone in his pocket, and unconsciously turned his head to the left, only to find that Sha Ou was like him, the history book was placed on the table without even opening it, and the one under his elbow was the A math book, while comparing the content in the book, Shaou made a summary on a new A3 paper.

After yesterday's reality blow, Lu Weiming now sees math books and A3 paper as if he is facing a formidable enemy. Now that these two elements appear in front of him at the same time, an intuition of "it's over" quietly surfaced in his heart, directly hitting the soul.

Sha Ou was concentrating on his writing, when he suddenly felt someone touch his right elbow.

After a pause, he turned his head and told Lu Weiming with his eyes—if you fart, let it go.

Lu Weiming nodded at the A3 paper in front of him, and asked softly, "What do you mean?"

Sha Ou: "Summary of mathematics knowledge points review."

really!

Lu Weiming couldn't help taking a breath, and when he got closer and saw clearly the mathematics book that Sha Ou used to make the abstract, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Lu Weiming pointed to the mark on the book, and asked in a low voice with a ferocious face: "First semester of high school? Who the hell are you looking down on!"

Even though he is almost used to Lu Weiming's nonsense, Sha Ou still couldn't help frowning slightly for such idiot questions with obvious answers, and replied as a matter of course: "Of course it's you."

Lu Weiming: "!!!"

"Teacher Yang is asking you to give me tutoring, not asking me to repeat the first grade of high school!"

Sha Ou: "It would be a lot easier if you could repeat the exam."

Lu Weiming: "...I will go to Yang Guang after school at noon. I refuse this kind of tutoring method that insults IQ!"

Sha Ou: "Don't, don't wait for noon to finish school, you go right after class, I can write less,"

Lu Weiming: "..."

Lu Weiming choked up for a moment, and belatedly realized that he was really inferior to others in the special skill of poisonous tongue.

Sha Ou tapped the math book under his arm and asked, "Are you going? If not, I'll continue writing."

Lu Weiming resigned himself to fate and sighed, "...you write it."

"Don't you think your IQ has been humiliated?"

Lu Weiming shook his head, all hope was lost: "You are welcome, I don't have that kind of thing."

Sha Ou seemed to be more comfortable with his submissive expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly imperceptibly, then he turned a page of the book, turned his head, and continued to write down a formula to explain.