Do not provoke

The sounds of games around were noisy and impetuous, Tang Xingbei sat on a chair, staring at the pitch-black computer screen.

After a long silence, he stretched out his hand and pushed the keyboard and mouse in neatly, took out his homework, and started to study the questions with cold anger all over his body.

It wasn't until around two o'clock in the morning that his mood finally calmed down.

Tang Xingbei still felt a little drowsy, closed the book, ignored all the weird eyes looking at him, lay down with a cold face, and started to sleep.

In the morning, when I walked into the class with superficial steps, there was only Liu Zhijin sitting in the first row with his head bowed and reciting books.

He seemed to have heard the movement at the door, glanced this way quickly, then quickly lowered his head without making a sound.

Tang Xingbei's hair was a little upturned, his eyes were squinted, and his schoolbag was hanging loosely on one shoulder. He rolled up the empty toilet bag, threw it into the trash can in front of the podium, and swayed back to his seat.

Last night, he didn't sleep for three hours all night. The classroom is quiet and suitable for catch up on sleep. He lay on the table and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The disciplinary committee member who got up early and patrolled hesitantly turned eighteen times in front of his eyes, still coughed in embarrassment, and slipped away quietly without daring to wake him up.

So, when Fang Lin walked over, he saw such a scene.

The young man's skin is fair, thin but not thin, and the shoulder blades that are protruding from his body have a smooth curvature. It is obviously an ordinary blue and white school uniform, but it is very different when he wears it.

Tang Xingbei slept unconsciously, with his head on one arm and his other hand loosely placed in front of his eyes to block the light, his knuckles were long and straight, his muscles and bones were clear, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing very lightly.

Fang Lin paused, smelling the faint smell of smoke on his body, frowned, stretched out his hand indifferently, pulled the chair away and sat down.

Probably because he hadn't gotten used to the fact that he suddenly had a new tablemate, Tang Xingbei was awakened instantly by just this little movement.

He straightened up quickly, turned his head and stared at Fang Lin blankly.

It took a long time before he realized it, frowned and said something in a low voice, brushed his hair, and looked away irritably.

After what happened last night, although he didn't feel very angry when facing Fang Ji, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

However, the other party seemed to have no intention of approaching him, which made Tang Xingbei feel a little relieved.

Last night, I spent a whole night in the Internet cafe, and my clothes were forced to absorb a lot of hot smoke. Tang Xingbei smelled it for half a morning self-study and couldn't stand it anymore, so he leaned against the back of the chair while leaning on the edge of the table On the road, holding the collar with one hand, he continued to go for a ride in disgust.

Fang Lin frowned and turned his face sideways, the pen spinning at his fingertips clicked to a stop, and his tone was extremely cold: "Don't shake."

He Miao, who was lying on the table in front of him doing homework, stiffened his back, nibbled on the tip of the pen, and turned his head to look at it quietly. Just as he was about to speak, his deskmate quickly pulled him back.

The person next to him obviously paused, squinted at him for a while, then stood up unhurriedly, reached out and grabbed the chair and pulled it out of the seat, with a sharp "stab".

The sound of reciting in the class suddenly fell silent, and they turned around quietly in a tacit understanding.

He Miao moved extremely slowly, moved forward cautiously, and leaned against the edge of the table, pretending to be nonchalant and continuing to make up homework, but her ears were perked up.

The two refrigerators in the back row didn't notice it, and they didn't fight directly as everyone in the class thought. They just looked back blankly, one sat back in his seat and continued to fan the wind, and the other calmly continued to work on the problem.

After testing the blank for a few seconds, I found that there was no follow-up, and the sound of reading started humming again.

He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and made eye contact with her deskmate while furiously making up her homework.

With such a small prelude, after class, people in the class began to gossip silently: the new transfer student and Tang Xingbei seemed to be having sex.

There is an unwritten iron rule in No. [-] Middle School, gossip about Tang Xingbei must be shared with the whole school.

So after a while, this gossip spread into the school post bar, and the people in the post talked about each other, as excited as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

In addition, the transfer of a freshman from Class [-] yesterday was already enough of a sensation. If you were courageous and curious, you made an agreement at that time to quietly touch the back row of Class [-] to see if it was true.

And the lead actors did not disappoint them.

After the onlookers sneaked back to class, they immediately posted two new posts on the school bar:

[-]. The relationship between the school bully and the transfer student at the same table is really bad.

[-]. The transfer student Fang Lin's looks are as good as Tang Xingbei's, as evidenced by the pictures.

Within half a day, both posts became popular.

Except for He Miao, who was always silly and sweet, no one dared to tell them about it, so the two of them were gossiped for free for most of the day.

Fortunately, today is the ten-day week of Friday, and the school is on holiday, so no more tourists are attracted.

At the end of the afternoon class, the head teacher explained the monthly exam next Monday, and then left after a few words of good study.

After half a month of hard study, I finally had a rest. Everyone in the class was chatting loudly, discussing going out to play together on weekends, or making appointments to do a few new sets of competition questions.

Representatives of various subjects were called to the office. When they returned to class, each of them held a large stack of printed test papers and exercises, and they were sent out all over the sky, and then they were officially dismissed from school.

Fang Lin roughly counted, there are about five sets in one subject, a thick stack.

He Miao turned her head excitedly, and while frantically stuffing materials into her schoolbag, she said, "Brother Bei! Why don't you go hack later! My new account has already reached diamonds!"

Tang Xingbei yawned, rubbed his eyes, and continued to sort out the test papers without looking up: "Why didn't you go to your Zhou Nuan?"

As he was talking, he crumpled up the old school uniform he had changed from the school office in the morning, and threw it into the trash can like a ball, with a bang.

Hearing this, He Miao lowered her head in frustration, "Don't mention it, either she won't come out no matter what, or she will bring her little sisters with her."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but lay on the ground for a while holding his schoolbag and frowning, puzzled: "You said I'm not ugly, so why can't I catch up with others?"

He was telling the truth, although He Miao was a bit stupid, but her appearance was as fair as his mother's, and she looked smaller.

Tang Xingbei thought for a while, and said casually: "Maybe he doesn't want to find a younger brother as a boyfriend."

He Miao: "..."

He suddenly became angry from embarrassment, grabbed the eraser on the table and threw it at him, but he missed his aim and hit Fang Lin next to him.

The eraser bounced twice on the side of his face, rolled away again, and fell under his table.

Tang Xingbei supported his head with one hand, glanced sideways at the person next to him, quickly twirled his pen with his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

He Miao straightened her back quickly, sat upright, scratched her head and apologized: "...that, I'm sorry."

Fang Lin stood up, but didn't say anything. He gave him a cold look, picked up his schoolbag and left.

Tang Xingbei sank his fingertips, pressed the pen with a click, and threw it into his schoolbag.

He lazily sat on the chair, unzipped his schoolbag slowly, raised his eyes slightly, and followed the door of the class.

After the person disappeared, he looked away, looked at He Miao, and narrowed his eyes: "Are you afraid of him?"

He Miao first breathed a sigh of relief, then put down her schoolbag, got under the table, picked up an eraser, rubbed it on her body, and turned her head: "Brother Bei, don't you feel it? Ya and you are the same species!"

"A species?" Tang Xingbei paused.

He Miao leaned on the chair bar with both feet, and thought hard on the schoolbag: "Let me explain to you this way, since he entered class yesterday, he seems to have only talked to you."

Tang Xingbei frowned: "So?"

He Miao opened her mouth, as if she wanted to explain, but closed her mouth.

He looked around to make sure there was no teacher, then quickly took out his mobile phone, tapped it two or three times, flipped through it and handed it to him: "Look at the news in the class group."

Tang Xingbei reached out to take it.

【Ah, the transfer student is pretty handsome but...】

【But...+1】

[But it's the same type as Tang Xingbei (beep softly)]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, i’m another one who can only look but not move]

[Is there a master who solved the last extension question in mathematics last night?I was stuck in cao when I asked the second time! [Crazy]]

【I went to deliver physics materials to him today. I wanted to chat for a while, but he almost froze to death...】

[Indeed, it's really rare to see someone who can suppress Brother Bei's aura]

[Old Yu, don't go!I didn't figure out that number sequence problem until one o'clock in the morning! ! 】

[Enough of you nymphomaniacs, Tang Xingbei is a rare animal that is both a school bully and a school bully, one is weird enough, we wouldn't be able to survive another one of the same type. ]]

[I can’t do the same with the extended question, I want to @一个学神 but dare not [exploration.jpg]]

[Anyway, which sister dares to chase him, I respect you for being a woman! [Arched]]

……

Tang Xingbei ran out of patience, threw the phone to him, disgusted: "That's it?"

He Miao opened her mouth and narrowed the gap between her thumb and index finger: "Aren't you so worried?"

The other party's gaze made He Miao think he was an idiot. He widened his eyes and struggled and said, "Brother Bei, I'm a brave man in our class who dares to play with you! Think about it! If I saw him, I would be scared , does that prove that he is better than you!"

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to answer his silly logic, got up and picked up his schoolbag, frowned and looked back at him: "Stop talking nonsense, will you go to the dark?"

"go!!!"

He Miao finished shouting excitedly, and was about to rush out when her footsteps stopped suddenly, she turned her head and scratched her ears, and blinked at him: "By the way, Brother Bei, I won't know that last question either..."

【Newly released!Answers to Tang Xingbei's extended questions [picture]]

[Ah, ah, thank you, Shui Shui! ! 】

【Love you Shuishui! ! 】

[The word Great God is as arrogant as ever...]

[Fuck, brother Shui is awesome!Everyone's happiness will depend on you in the future! 】

……

It wasn't until Zhou Nuan's thankful smile came across that He Miao put away the phone contentedly, jumped to the door and jumped high enough to get down the eaves, and turned around 360 degrees, excitedly: "Brother Bei, I..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but Tang Xingbei suddenly turned sideways to hide behind the pillar, with one hand in his pocket, turned sideways, stretched out an index finger and gestured for silence: "Shh."

He Miao was stunned for a moment, subconsciously dodged with him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, raised his chin at him, and gestured to him to the westernmost corner of the teaching building with great interest.

He Miao followed him and saw Fang Lin standing under the shade of a tree, with cold eyes, looking at the girl across from him with no expression.