knife back man

As Qiao Mei said, Qiao Yue and Wen Qu are not people from the same world. After returning to Wen Qu’s home that night, Qiao Yue lived in the guest room. .

Qiao Yue himself lived a leisurely life, playing with his mobile phone, discussing metaphysics with Qingming, ordering takeaway when he was hungry, and living a nourishing life.

On Monday, Qiao Yue specially set an early alarm clock. Qiao Mei told him to study hard, so he would only study for a few days. Anyway, he didn't persist in doing things for long.

After Qiao Yue arrived at the school, none of their group came. Wen Qu said that they were asked to return to school today but not many could come back. This group was like this, in the words of Mrs. Wu, salted fish.

Qiao Yue took out a pen from the drawer and scratched on the notebook. He remembered that it was still usable last week. After searching for a long time, he took out another pen, but it didn't work. Qiao Yue threw both pens into the trash can angrily. I took one from Lin Zifeng's desk and it worked. The lunatic did not write as many notes as he did.

Wen Qu came in through the front door and was a little surprised to see Qiao Yue sitting on the seat. He thought Qiao Yue would sleep until the afternoon. Wen Qu stood on the podium, and the class gradually quieted down. Qiao Yue and his group made trouble Wen Qu left, and Wen Qu didn't hear anyone talking in class.

"Turn the book to the word list, and read the words learned yesterday." Wen Qu had just finished speaking, "Master Wen." A boy stood at the front door and shouted.

Wen Qu looked over, the boy ran over and was about to jump on Wen Qu, Wen Qu took a step back, the boy "cut", "It's too embarrassing."

Wen Qu said impatiently, "Go back if you bother me any more."

The boy curled his lips and wrote two words on the blackboard with a piece of chalk. Qiao Yue cursed secretly in his heart, "Sao Bao." Looking at the two words he wrote again, Qiao became more excited. People with ugly handwriting.

"My name is Su Qian, and I will be your new classmate from now on."

Not only is the person a coquette, but so is the name.

Wen Qu pointed to an empty seat, "Chen Yuan won't read anymore, you can sit there."

"No, I'll sit there." Su Qian pointed to an empty seat, and if Qiao Yue read correctly, he pointed to Lin Zifeng's seat.

"I don't want to say it a second time." Wen Qu lowered his voice, Su Qian stood opposite Wen Qu, staring at him with wide eyes, the more Qiao thought that if Su Qian came to Lin Zifeng's seat, they would definitely fight He paused, but Su Qian silently took Chen Yuan's seat and said in a low voice, "I'm just a coward, if you beat me up again, I'll cry."

"Get lost." Wen Qu cursed angrily.

For some reason, Qiao Yue listened to two English classes by accident, and found that Wen Qu's lectures were much better than Mrs. Wu's spitting.

Wen Qu pointed to a question on the blackboard, glanced around the class, and happened to meet Qiao Yue's gaze, and Qiao Yue knew that he would call him.

"Joe Yue."

The eyes of the whole class were cast on him. Before he was called in class, he never stood up. Later, he was never called by the teacher again after many times. He probably became the kind of hopeless student in the eyes of the teacher.

Qiao Yue stood up and said, "Who or that." Wen Qu nodded and continued lecturing. He knew that Qiao Yue would know how to call him that.

Qiao Yu wanted to stretch, but was stopped by himself, and then scolded himself for being an idiot, and thought he was a bully after answering a question.

After rummaging in the drawer for a while, he took out a pencil and a blank piece of paper. Qiao Yue found a reason for not tidying up the desk. The designer's desk must be messy.

Qiao Yue sighed and drew a circle on the white paper, filled the circle with a hollowed-out antler, and wrote a few words in the blank space, "I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it."

Wen Qu stood beside him at some point, took out the white paper to look at it, and then stuck it in his textbook and continued to walk around the classroom. Qiao Yue is really losing his temper now.

Jewelry designer is really an unattainable job for him. No one in the family will agree, except for Qiao Mei. Qiao Yue took a pencil and drew some symbols in his textbook. Just panic.

"Qiao Yue, Su Qian, you two come out." Wen Qu said after the get out of class bell had already rung, packing up the textbooks.

When Su Qian was called out like this, his head fell off the support of his hand, and he fell hard. Qiao Yue felt his neck hurt when he looked at it. Su Qian yawned and got up to go out.

"I really don't want to go to sleep, but Master Wen, do you know how gentle you are when you look at Qiao Yue? I've never been looked at by you like that in my whole life, hiss." Su Qian said, rubbing his arms pretendingly, "You were eye-catching in this class, and no one reported you? No wonder you didn't let me sit next to him. It turned out that you were afraid that I would rob you. Do you understand fair competition?"

"Shut up, you." Qiao Yue couldn't take it any longer, how could Wen Qu endure him being forced to keep silent, "If you say another word, I'll kick you to death."

"Oh, it's so fierce."

"so gay."

Su Qian was not happy when he heard this, "Fuck, who the hell are you calling a bitch?" Su Qian was about to reach out to hold Qiao Yue's hand after cursing, and Wen Qu quickly grabbed his hand, " be honest."

"Hmph, just face him."

Qiao Yue rolled his eyes, looking down on Su Qian from the bottom of his heart, thinking about putting a sack on his head one day and beating him up.

Wen Qu threw the book on the table, "Qiao Yue, Su Qian will live in your dormitory from now on."

"No." Qiao Yue rebuffed without thinking, "Our dormitory is xenophobic, and he beat him several times for a few days."

Su Qian narrowed his eyes, and grabbed Qiao Yue's collar, "Who are you going to show me?"

Qiao Yue didn't realize for a while, why this little man would rather stand on tiptoe and pull his collar. In fact, Su Qian only found out that Qiao Yue was five centimeters taller than himself after making a move.

"Let go." Qiao Yue punched Su Qian in the face, Su Qian let go of his collar to catch Qiao Yue's punch, Qiao Yue retracted his hands and straightened his collar, mockingly, "Little dwarf."

"Okay." Wen Qu stopped him aloud, "Su Qian, go back first."

"Goodbye, I won't disturb your two-person world." Su Qian bit the word "two-person world" hard, and Qiao Yue picked up a book and threw it at him.

"Did you not go home last night?" Qiao Yue asked abruptly.

"Huh?" Wen Qu was surprised that he thought Qiao Yue didn't care whether he went back or not.

"Ah, I don't mean anything else, it's just that you don't smell like your family today." Qiao Yue hurriedly explained in fear of Wenqu's misunderstanding, but after the explanation, it seemed that the meaning was even more wrong, "No, I just mean..."

"Okay, actually, if you ask me where I went last night, I'll be happier."

"Who cares about you." Qiao Yue stretched out his hand to Wenqu, "My paper."

"No."

Qiao Yue scolded, "Fuck." Wen Qu raised his hand, and Qiao Yue hurriedly covered his face, "You try it."