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

On the way to school the next day, Mo Nanguo saw Yan Zihe with two dark circles under his eyes.

He was a little surprised, "What's wrong with you? Did you fail to stay overnight and succeeded in insomnia?"

Yan Zihe shook his head and said, "I just had a nightmare..."

Last night he dreamed that he and Mo Nanguo were adults, and then they went to a hotel. After the room was opened, he prepared something on the bed, and waited for Mo Nanguo to come out after taking a shower.

After Mo Nanguo came out of the shower, the two of them started to cuddle and hug each other. After taking off their clothes, they were about to proceed vigorously to the next step. The door of the room opened, and Lao Mo came in and called them to eat.

He hurriedly blocked the two who had pulled the quilt, and Lao Mo educated them with a straight face, mainly Yan Zihe, and asked him if he was worthy of the poor empty-nester father at home!

Yan Qifeng also appeared in the room, crying and saying that his son is not filial, leaving him at home by himself will make him feel lonely in the future.

Yan Zihe was woken up by fright. Since Heqiao passed away, he has never seen Yan Qifeng cry. After he woke up in the middle of the night, he sat by the bed and thought for a long time. Yan Qifeng was lonely at home.

When eating in the morning, he kept staring at his father, and Yan Qifeng got goosebumps when he looked at him.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Qifeng asked him while helping him peel the eggs.

Yan Zihe looked at his father's extremely skillful movements, and thought that Yan Qifeng had raised him by himself since Heqiao's death, and couldn't help feeling that his father was extremely miserable. He hesitated and said, "Dad, if you want to cry, you must cry." Don't hold back."

Yan Qifeng: "..."

He threw the peeled egg into his son's bowl, and said calmly, "If you are really lonely, you can take a flight by yourself, don't hold back."

Yan Zihe's mind suddenly hit the railroad, "Dad, after Dad is gone, have you ever taken a plane?"

Yan Qifeng couldn't help but crush an egg, he really wanted to give his son something.

……

When Yan Zihe arrived in class, he lay down on the table resentfully. He felt that he might have a psychological shadow.

Mo Nanguo guessed that he wanted to catch up on sleep, so he didn't bother him.

On the other side, Hang Chongxing and Qi Song sat together, talking sweetly about the topic.

Hang Zhongxing calculated the formula again, pretending to ask him casually, "Are you busy on weekends?"

Qi Song answered him while answering, "I'm not busy, what's the matter?"

"Cough..." Hang Zhongxing turned over a page of the workbook, "Well, there is a new movie released this weekend, and I saw the trailer was pretty good, do you want to watch it?"

Qi Song held his chin and raised the corners of his mouth, "Oh, you want to date me."

Hang Zhongxing tried his best not to blush too obviously, and his voice was a little low, "Well... yes, yes, do you have time?"

Qi Song deliberately teased him, "Maybe there is something at home this weekend."

"Ah?" Hang Zhongxing was a little disappointed, but still showed understanding, "There is something at home... yes, family is more important..."

Like a big dog that is on a chain but the owner doesn't plan to go out, Qi Song seems to see his tail hanging down.

"I lied to you." He leaned close to the other party's ear, "I have time to do anything with you."

His voice was very soft, his breathing was very warm, Hang Chongxing's ears were a little red, and he stuttered again, "Really, really?"

Qi Song quietly took his hand under the table, and Hang Zhongxing intertwined his fingers tightly, Qi Song smiled and asked him in a low voice, "Which one do you ask is true?"

He saw that Hang Zhongxing didn't seem to understand that the hero's EQ might not be very high, Qi Song reminded him, "I'm free on weekends and I'm free to do things with you, which one do you want to be true?"

Hang Daxia suddenly came to his senses, stared blankly at Qi Song, and all the cars in his mind were driving on the high speed.

Qi Song thought he was too naive, and didn't think about that aspect.

"Let's do the question, don't tease you, what time do you think about on the weekend?"

Hang Zhongxing said reservedly, "then, then I'll call you..."

……

Zhuo Tong has encountered some troubles recently, someone sent him a text message and asked him to go out for a "get together".

It's those gangsters from the former No. [-] Middle School.

Zhuo Tong didn't want to get involved with them at all. He finally got into the second high school and planned to study hard in the future, but the other party kept sending him messages, and he seemed to come to him if he didn't agree.

Although Zhuo Tong is an Alpha, he doesn't like to fight, and his physical fitness is not very good. He was forced to mix with them before.

There are often small groups of one kind or another in middle schools who forcibly "kidnapped" ordinary students to join them.

Zhuo Tong was the poor student who was "kidnapped". The phone felt a little hot in his hand, and he didn't listen to the teacher's lecture. He didn't even respond to Pei Nixiao breaking his two pens.

Pei Nixiao threw the broken pen aside, and found that the deskmate didn't hide away aggrievedly holding the pencil case as usual today, but seemed to be distracted.

She has been bullying Zhuo Tong since the first day of school, for no reason, just seeing him having fun, she can't help but want to bully him, and Zhuo Tong always doesn't resist, she can be said to be submissive, she is used to bullying, so Zhuo Tong Tong now looks a bit abnormal.

Pei Ni laughed and tugged at his sleeve under the table, and asked him in a low voice, "Hey, what are you thinking? Are you in a daze?"

Zhuo Tong came back to his senses and put the phone in his pocket and said, "It's nothing."

Pei Ni pouted with a smile, and said, hurry up and listen to the class.

"Yeah." Zhuo Tong picked up the pen and went to the book to find out what the teacher said, with a very serious look.

Pei Ni looked at his side face with a smile, thinking that he had something on his mind.

Young Huaichun?

……

weekend morning.

Hang's mother was not surprised to see her son picking out clothes again, looking left and right in the mirror.

She also enthusiastically went up to help her son match a few sets, and suggested by the way, "Mom thinks you can't do this, you should have a look with Songsong when you have time, and buy a couple outfit, and the cost will be paid by mom."

Hang Chongxing looked at her speechlessly, and asked suspiciously, "Song Song?"

Hang's mother put away the unselected clothes, "Yes, Song Song, how nice it sounds, if you call Qi Song directly, it's so strange, mom is helping you lay the foundation, you have to be worthy of mom Heart."

Hang Zhongxing: "..."