When a weak bamboo horse differentiates into the strongest A

Luo Xing stared at Zhong Chuu after drinking the water, then went to the cafeteria to call him a light dinner.

Since high school, Zhong Chuchu's health has improved a lot, occasionally he has a little headache, but it's not serious. Luo Xing hasn't taken care of Zhong Chuchu like this for two years, but when he regained his composure, everything is still so handy.

Just like a math problem that has been solved thousands of times according to the routine, no matter when you write, you can write the most beautiful answer.

Zhong Chuchu's drip medicine was two big bags, and he couldn't adjust the speed, so he hadn't finished hanging it by [-]:[-].

He glanced at his watch: "Xiaoxing, it's time for you to go back to study by yourself at night."

Luo Xing originally planned to just turn up like this, but when Zhong Chu mentioned it, he was too embarrassed to say it.

"Okay, take a rest, I'll wait for you in the classroom."

"Ah."

Watching Luo Xing's back disappear into the night outside the infirmary, Zhong Chuu looked back at the snow-white ceiling above his head, and the smile on his lips suddenly disappeared.

In the first exam at the beginning of the third year of high school, he didn't finish his English paper, and the result can be imagined.

And this secondary differentiation period full of unknowns is far from over.

Even the final move may be the ending of becoming a Beta.

Thinking of this, Zhong Chuyi showed a rare irritability on his calm face.

No. [-] middle school has always been very fast in grading papers and scoring, and the results of the exams were announced two days after the start of the semester.

What shocked the whole senior year was that Zhong Chuchu, who had dominated the rankings for two full years, was actually the second grader this time. He only got a passing score of 97 in the English test. "got it.

Lao Wang, the head teacher of Class [-], and Mrs. Xie are rivals in the English group. Because Zhong Chuchu is too good, he has been unhappy for a long time, and this time he is finally proud.

So after class, he took the tea cup and went downstairs to Xie's mother's office.

"It's really difficult to answer the English questions this time. It's not too much if you didn't get the first place in Banzhong at the beginning of the year. Don't be discouraged, Lao Xie, don't be discouraged."

"You're right." Mother Xie nodded in agreement, "I didn't fill in the blanks and didn't write the composition. It would be too much to get the first place."

Old Wang was shocked when he heard this: "Show me the paper."

Mother Xie generously took out Zhong Chuan's answer sheet, waved her hand, and handed it to him.

Old Wang helped his glasses legs, staring at the blank lyrics column and composition column, and the almost full marks in front of the paper, the expressions on his face were colorful and wonderful.

At this time, there were two teachers in the office, both hiding behind the computer and giggling wildly.

Mama Xie calmly patted Pharaoh on the shoulder, took back Zhong Chuu's answer sheet and put it away, and went to dinner.

Like Mother Xie, Luo Xing and Li Hua were people who knew the inside story, so they didn't feel that the lucky one who won the first place was so awesome. On the contrary, Zhong Chu was like this and still got the second place in the exam. .

The Great Demon King deserves to be the Great Demon King.

During the big class break before evening self-study, Luo Xing was playing backgammon on the composition paper with Li Hua at the back table, and the battle was very fierce.

"Look at me outflanking!" Li Hua painted a big black blob.

Luo Xing snorted and said, "What's wrong with being surrounded on all sides, I have a divine soldier from heaven."

Sun Jingyi, who was watching the game from the sidelines, rolled her eyes: "Both of you can come up with a set of Sun Tzu's art of war in the game of backgammon."

When the class bell rang, Luo Xing won five out of six games, while Li Hua lost miserably.

Luo Xing tore off the composition paper that was full of glorious achievements, and turned around in a huff, only to find that Zhong Chuchu hadn't returned to the classroom yet.

He sent a message to Zhong Chuchu: Where is it?

Luoxing's exclusive thigh: the playground.

It's evening self-study time, and only two lights at the door are turned on in the huge sports field. It's dark inside, and the heavy silence that hits the face makes people feel a little panicked.

Fortunately, the stars are good tonight.

Luo Xing walked half a circle around the sports field, and finally found Zhong Chuchu in a hidden corner blocked by a wall.

Zhong Chuchu was leaning back on the steps, looking at the stars with his hands on the pillow, when he saw Luo Xing coming, he patted the open space beside him, signaling him to sit down.

Luo Xing sat down next to Zhong Chuchu, and was caught off guard by his heavy arms.

Since Zhong Chu was half leaning on him, and his figure was taller than Luo Xing's, Luo Xing always felt like a little bird lying in Zhong Chu's arms, which felt a bit strange anyway.

So he also hugged Zhong Chuchu's shoulders back, and his strange posture instantly became like a good brother.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and now he is comfortable.

Luo Xing thought that Zhong Chuu had something to say to him, but after sitting down, Zhong Chuu went to watch the stars again.

"You asked me to watch the stars with you?"

"Ah."

Luo Xing glanced at Zhong Chuchu's side face in the darkness, and found that the other person was not very emotional.

Luo Xing guessed wildly: "You can't be the second in the exam, right?"

After he finished asking, he stared at Zhong Chuu's expression seriously, for fear of missing something, but he didn't expect Zhong Chuu to be noncommittal.

Luo Xing was shocked. It turned out that the great devil Zhong Chuchu also had emotions and desires, and would feel sad because of failing the exam just like ordinary people.

Zhong Chuchu didn't explain this. In fact, the test results were only one aspect that bothered him, not just because of this. What really bothered him was the unpredictable secondary differentiation. Who knows what the next surprise will be?

He glanced at Luo Xing, and only hoped that this accident would not happen to Luo Xing.

But Zhong Chuchu couldn't say the reason for the time being, so let Luo Xing think so for the time being.

Tigers can eat people in September's autumn, Luo Xing sneaked to the canteen to buy two cans of iced orange soda, and Zhong Chuu, who accompanied the exam and suffered a misfortune in Waterloo, sat in the corner for a while, holding back for a long time without saying a word of comfort.

It was the first time that he and Zhong Chuan, good buddies who had been good friends for so many years, encountered such a novelty.

Luo Xing rubbed his hands, and was about to say something with mixed feelings, when he suddenly heard a movement beside him——

"This is the back of my hand, this is the back of my foot, you are my baby, mua~"

"Husband."

On the other side of the wall, there was actually a young couple kissing.

Listening to the greasy love words copied from the earthy video, Luo Xing lowered his head, the orange soda in his hand suddenly became stale, and he managed to hold back his stomach.

Luo Xing asked: "When did they come?"

Zhong Chuchu: "Before I came."

"Damn, then you're a werewolf." You can bear it for so long.

Ten minutes later, the kiss next to her gradually changed and began to develop in an indescribable direction.

Luo Xing really can't stand those two people anymore, but it's not safe to go to other places, and it's easy to run into the dean Xu Zhengdao on campus, only the sports field is relatively the most remote place.

He glanced sideways at Zhong Chuan, who didn't even blink, and didn't intend to leave at all.

Well, risk your life to accompany the gentleman!

Luo Xing plucked his hair frantically, stood up and said, "Brother, why don't I dance for you."

"You, a person who can even perform radio gymnastics, can dance?" Zhong Chuchu didn't believe it.

"Yes, you see."

Luo Xing said as he stood on two steps, turned on the phone, and played the music.

Zhong Chu raised his head and took a sip of soda, and changed into a comfortable position to enjoy Luo Xing's dance, although he didn't have any hope at all.

As soon as the bgm came out, the soda in Zhongchu's mouth almost spewed out.

"He who is furious stirs up strife, but he who is patient stops strife..."

What Luo Xing danced was actually "Don't Get Angry and Praise Fuck".

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, being angry gives room to the devil. Don't be angry, don't be angry, being angry is your own loss!"

Luo Xing sang and danced, twisting his neck and butt like a fool, not to mention how festive it was.

The night wind blew, and the hem of Luo Xing's shirt was blown up to a corner, revealing a flat belly and a thin waist.

Zhong Chuu squinted his eyes and applauded from the audience, secretly turned on the video on his phone, and held back his laughter to keep from laughing.

He looked at Luo Xing, who was trying to amuse himself in the camera, and at a certain moment, a certain part of his heart collapsed for no reason, and the smile that filled his belly slowly turned into a slight upturn of the corners of his lips.

Between the two, just 2 minutes was stretched infinitely long.

Suddenly, a strong beam of flashlight hit Luo Xing's head and face, covering Luo Xing like a spotlight, and Luo Xing instantly became the most beautiful boy in the dark.

His entire posture and expression froze in a distorted state.

It's over, it seems to be the light of the righteous way!