[ABO] Man of the Year in Class One and Three

Yan Zihe took out a thin chain from his pocket and handed it to him. Mo Nanguo put the chain on the ring and put it around his neck. He leaned in front of him and turned around, "Tie it on for me."

Yan Zihe tied it on him carefully, Mo Nanguo reached out and adjusted the position of the ring, then blocked the necklace with his collar, looked up at him, "Okay, you...have a necklace too?"

Yan Zihe put the ring on his ring finger directly, and Mo Nanguo asked him, "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Yan Zihe brought the finger wearing the ring to his lips and kissed the ring, and then replied, "I'm not afraid, I'm a bad student anyway, I can see it all the time when I wear it on my hand."

Mo Nanguo saw that there was no one around, pulled his collar and dragged him in front of him. Yan Zihe was dragged staggeringly, "Why..."

Mo Nanguo kissed his mouth and found it amused to see his surprised face, so he bit him lightly again. Yan Zihe felt his lips numb, and then he was let go.

"Let's go, rest and get ready for the exam."

Yan Zihe raised his hand and touched his lips, with an indescribable expression on his face, Mo Nanguo glanced at him and said, "What kind of expression do you have, that you think you are at a disadvantage?"

Yan Zihe sighed regretfully, "If I had known you were such a Mo Nanguo, I wouldn't have said that I wouldn't touch you before I graduated from high school. What kind of a gentleman should I be?"

Mo Nanguo smiled, feeling more and more like Pei Qinghai, and said as he walked towards the teaching building, "Whoever made you happy to be a gentleman, do so."

Yan Zihe followed, sighing all the way, lamenting that he had really miscalculated.

……

Qi Song came out of the toilet cubicle and ran into Hang Chongxing who was washing his face, a fool would not believe it was a coincidence, besides Qi Song is very smart.

"Vice monitor, what a coincidence?" Qi Song also washed his face to wake himself up.

"Yes, yes." Hang Zhongxing handed him a tissue, and the other party wiped the water. Hang Daxia asked him hesitantly, "Are you okay? I think you look very bad recently."

Qi Song threw away the wet paper towel, and suddenly stretched out his hand to trap him by the pool, and moved closer to him, leaning in front of him. There was a little difference in height between the two, and Hang Zhongxing could even see the thick eyelashes on his face Like a small brush, hiding behind the lens, the eyes are light-colored, and inside is his shocked face, he didn't dare to move, afraid that if he moved, the two would kiss.

Qi Song opened his mouth to speak, and Hang Zhongxing felt his weak breath hit his face, "The deputy squad leader cares about me so much, maybe he likes me?"

Immediately afterwards, he saw that Hang Zhongxing's face turned red instantly.

Hang Daxia stammered, "No, I just care about my classmates" and ran away.

Qi Song looked at his flustered back, and said to himself, "You can't really like me..."

During the exam in the afternoon, Hang Zhongxing's mind was full of Qi Song's phrase "Could it be that he likes me?", and from time to time there were pictures from his dreams as illustrations, and he accidentally wrote Qi Song's name on it when he wrote a composition.

After the exam, Mo Nanguo wanted to go home with Pei Nixiao, so Yan Zihe had to leave first. On the way, he went to the supermarket to buy some snacks and planned to watch a movie at home. The owner of the supermarket has opened a store here for several years. I am already familiar with Yan Zihe, chatting with him while scanning the price.

"Xiao Yan, I haven't seen your father very much recently, is he dealing with another big case?"

Yan Zihe said "Yes", opened the bag and put it inside, saying, "This world is always not peaceful."

"A total of ninety, isn't it? A few days ago, I heard that the Omega child of someone nearby was lost. I don't know if I found it. Hey, I even put on a ring." The boss saw the small shiny ring on his hand. , and specially put it on the ring finger, the boss asked him with a smile, "Puppy love, Xiao Yan, be careful when your dad sees you and hits you."

The man in line behind heard what the boss said, and also glanced at Yan Zihe's hand.

Yan Zihe handed him the money, touched the ring on his hand, and said to the boss, "Haha, keep it secret for me."

The boss gave him the change, "Okay, okay, I'll keep it secret for you."

The man kept looking at Yan Zihe's leaving back, and the boss called him, "A total of 34, guests? Buddy?"

The man came back to his senses, took out a fifty-dollar bill and gave it to the boss, whispered that there was no need to look for it, and then quickly left with the things. The boss took the money and muttered, "There are so many local tyrants these days, 16 yuan is not worth it. Money."

The man took a bag of things and walked in the opposite direction of Yan Zihe, sneaked into an alley, climbed over the wall and left, there was a man in a windbreaker waiting for him below, the man reported to the man in the windbreaker News, the man in the windbreaker nodded for him to continue staring.

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After the mid-term exam, Mr. Zeng sat in the office to approve the test papers. He saw a sentence in a composition, "Let us praise the contributions of the great poets." This sentence is not right, no matter how you look at it, who wrote what is wrong? Is it Yan Zihe?

As a result, I saw Hang Zhongxing written in the candidate's column.

Teacher Zeng was silent for a while, and decided to see how his grades were this time.

When the final test results came out, Mo Nanguo was still number one, while Hang Zhongxing and Qi Song's scores fell back, and Yan Zihe climbed from the bottom three to the bottom four.

Teacher Zeng looked at the report card and thought that this was a steady increase.

The best students and the worst students performed as usual, and the other students fluctuated up and down. Teacher Zeng held a small class meeting to summarize the academic performance for everyone, and euphemistically suggested that some students should have achieved better results than they are now. It's because I didn't perform well, I hope the final exam can get the original results.

The author has something to say

Mo Nanguo: The offense of this generation is not good, and it is incomparable with the old Mo. I have to take the initiative.

Qi Song: Really.