C position study, God chooses the way

The entire campus of Anhe No. [-] Middle School is above the mountains, and the air in the morning is so fresh.

Against the background of collective burden reduction, Anhe still commits crimes against the wind and maintains the excellent tradition of morning reading class. Standing under the rising sun and the national flag fluttering in the wind, countless teenagers with ghostly faces hide in the middle of the team and yawn cautiously.

Among them is Ke Han.

I stayed up late until two or three in the morning before going to bed, and woke up at seven with a headache.

Ke Han's gaze drifted past the director on the rostrum, the tall metasequoia tree in front of the teaching building, and finally stopped suddenly at the end of the uphill ramp.

I saw a refreshing young man in white clothes slowly emerging from the end of the ramp. The first ray of morning light from the mountains fell on his youthful face. At first glance, he looked more like an elf than a human.

Mu Heng.

"..."

The teaching director was still giving a passionate speech on the stage, and Mu Heng, a plug-in existence, was stepping on a snow-white balance bike with a bag of hot milk in his mouth, and didn't care at all that the three graders in the playground watched aliens every day gaze.

He turned around and braked suddenly, just in time to stop at the stairway.

The corner of the clothes swayed slightly, inexplicably attracting everyone's attention.

Ke Han's yawn was interrupted by Mu Heng's appearance.

He felt the corners of his eyes twitching.

A sneer.

Yan Zhao, the millennium-year-old second classmate in class two, muttered, "It's amazing to have good grades. I come in late and leave early every day, and I still play with my mobile phone, tsk tsk..."

Luo Keke, who was yawning at first, stopped yawning when he heard this sentence, and turned his head and said something to Ke Han: "It's really Sao Rui, our Boss Mu's grades will always surpass a certain one." Some people can 'do whatever they want'! They can do whatever they want, so they are not the number one rightly, hehe."

Ning Weiwu turned to give Rococo a thumbs up.

Not far away, Yan Zhao's face turned livid, but he knew that the dean above him was watching, and he couldn't do anything to these "students".

These "students" are shameless, but he wants them.

Ke Han: "Isn't it good to say that?"

Zhang Yida next to him shook his head covertly at him, signaling him not to say more.

Mu Heng has skillfully put away the balance bike, carried it with one hand, and walked up the stairs.

The dean finally finished his impassioned speech.

Although the majority of wandering teenagers did not feel spiritual sublimation, the teaching director felt that everyone should have accepted a certain level of sublimation and would definitely become good citizens in the future.

very nice.

Following the chaotic and orderly team, Ke Han returned to the classroom. Before he entered the door, he found that there seemed to be someone standing next to his seat to watch.

Ke Han raised his brows slightly, and when he entered the door, he realized that there was someone sitting in his seat.

He asked in confusion, "Mu Heng?"

Mu Heng raised his eyes and found that Ke Han had returned, so he stopped talking and gave him a "you understand" look, then got up silently and returned to his seat.

Zhang Yida, who was following Ke Han, immediately asked, "Huh? Ke Han, Boss Mu brought you hot milk, bread, and snacks."

Ke Han also noticed the snacks on his desk: "Mu Heng, what are you doing?"

Mu Heng turned around with a smile: "I can't skip breakfast."

Rococo next to him immediately showed a pitiful expression, and exaggerated: "Boss! Please have pity on me, I haven't had a bite of breakfast for three months."

"Hey——Ke Ke, you need some morals, half of the rice balls brought by a certain little sister are in your drawer." Chen He was also beside him, and he turned his face away, and said to Mu Heng sincerely, "I , bah, I'm different from his kind of silver, Dad Mu, I really didn't eat breakfast, Dad, look at this..."

"Go! You are more shameless than me!"

Rococo hooked Chen He's shoulders and wrapped his neck around his neck in a playful manner.

When Ning Weiwu passed by, he rolled his eyes at the two of them, returned to his place, took out a bottle of Wangzai milk from the drawer, opened the lid, raised his head, and took a big gulp.

Chen He and Luo Keke saw Ning Weiwu's movements, and immediately changed their targets. They bypassed Mu Heng and rushed towards Ning Weiwu at the same time.

"Oh! Ning thief! Whoever sees it has a share!"

Ke Han met Mu Heng's eyes in the noisy back row of the classroom.

Mu Heng's eyes are very dark, and black and white are distinct, and the slightly lying silkworms under his eyes make his eyes bright as stars.

good looking.

He added naturally: "You don't need to thank me, please let me know when you figure it out. The regional qualifiers are in April—"

Ke Han: "I've had breakfast."

"...you still have a long time to think...consider..."

Depressed.

The expression on Mu Heng's face suddenly froze.

Even the "numb" squad leader noticed the subtle embarrassment in the air when he passed by.

He also saw the things on Ke Han's desk, and asked casually, "What's the matter? Ke Han, is it your birthday?"

Immediately afterwards, he noticed Mu Heng's existence, which reminded him of one thing.

"By the way, Ke Han, you weren't harassed by any strange calls last night, were you?"

Specifically refers to the harassment from a certain student named Mu.

Mu Heng quickly adjusted his status: "Squad leader, you can't say that. I also care about my classmates."

Ke Han: "So, you sent that text message last night?"

Mu Heng smiled and replied: "Yes, I'm reminding you, the physics teacher was on a business trip last week in the first physics class, and he said he wanted to check the in-class exercises for this class. Have you written it yet?"

Before the words fell, there was a tragic howl in the back row.

"Fuck?!"

"Oh my god!"

"I forgot!"

"Class representative! Where's the class representative?!"

"By the way, who is the representative of our physics class this semester..."

"Zhang Yida! Did you write it down!"

Zhang Yida's expression changed suddenly, and he took out a crumpled blank exercise leaflet from the corner of the drawer, and began to browse the questions on it before even sitting down.

He said loudly: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it!"

Mu Heng spread his hands innocently, and said to Ke Han without changing his face: "Staying up late will hurt your health, not to mention that you have to go to morning reading class. I reasonably speculate that you may not have time for breakfast, so I just care about it by the way. You don't have to Take it to heart, if you don’t want to eat it, you can share it with other students.”

"It's just normal kindness between classmates."

Ke Han: "..."

The more you explain something, the more conspiratorial it becomes.

"I won't touch the math league."

Mu Heng: "It's okay, I just know that you didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock last night, I don't know anything else."

Ke Han turned around and returned to his seat to sit down, leaving Mu Heng with an indifferent back.

Instead of tidying up the things on the desktop, he turned on his phone and glanced at the interface related to "I love learning" and "Peak Competition".

A red dot in the private message.

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