Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

Compared with the frying pan on campus, Class [-] is surprisingly quiet. This kind of feeling is probably the feeling of working in a small private company, and the boss became the richest man in the world overnight.

That night, there was a lively discussion about that video on the forum of Shengmeng Middle School.

Taeko Ohno: Dayu costs 180 for a ticket. How much does the whole school pay for it?Who is this Yu Tang?

Thousands of gold for horses: Is the math upstairs taught by the physical education teacher?None of this counts.

Your father, Little Nezha: Yu Tang is the one who is going to run for the president of the student union in the first class of special skills. Didn't you see it?The photos are pretty cool.

Lying Difficulty: It's just running for president, so much fuss, what's the point?

Regardless of whether he made a fuss over a molehill or not, at least it would prove that Yu Tang's method was successful when he ran into the election the next day.

Basically, all the students in the school flocked to the auditorium, and they couldn't sit down at all. Fortunately, the school had already prepared and moved the venue to the playground.The ten candidates selected yesterday will each give a 10-minute speech today to compete for posts.

However, when the whole school basically went, Song Xiao didn't go. He was ordered by Yu Tang to stay in the classroom and do his homework.

Song Xiao blinked: "Why?"

"There is nothing to see. You can never finish your homework. There is a modern saying that the stupid bird flies first." His Majesty the Emperor said righteously.

"..." Song Xiao looked at the homework for two on the table, whose fault is it that he couldn't finish it?

Lying at the window, Song Xiao looked at the figure of the emperor leading the hidden guards away, and listening to the boiling sound in the school, he seemed to understand the reason why the emperor refused to let him go.

It's like, the two of them were living in a deserted village by accident, and the emperor had to run for the village head so that they could live better.The position of the village head is very precious to the villagers, but to the emperor...it is a bit shameful.

Song Xiao didn't see the process, anyway, the emperor became the president of the student council the next day, and the vigorously publicized Young Master Jiang was ruthlessly eliminated by the school because he violated the school rules recently.

"What is this?" Song Xiao held the red armband with the words "on duty" written on it, and pressed the paper clip on it.

His Majesty the Emperor lay down on the bed without saying a word, he hooked his hands at Song Xiao, signaling him to come over and serve the Emperor to bed.

The dean asked him to choose a few ministers, and then everyone would wear this kind of red armband to help the school check every day for late arrivals and early departures, sanitation cleaning, and the orderliness of morning exercises...

"It looks like a Red Scarf Army." Song Xiao just lowered his head to study the sleeve circle, and didn't see the emperor's gesture at all.

Yu Tang glared at him, but didn't refute.These trivial rights are useless at all, Yu Tang carefully calculated how to use these "Red Turban Army" to get some practical rights from the school.

In the student union of Shengmeng Middle School, because the school wanted a president to form a cabinet on a whim, the positions below the president were all determined by Yu Tang.

Yu Tang suddenly became busy. He didn't even attend the self-study class for several nights, and he didn't know where he went.Of course, Song Xiao was busier than him, because the schoolwork load was really heavy.

Originally, he didn't have much learning foundation, so he had to study high school courses, supplement junior high school knowledge, and even learn modern common sense.

The bookshelves in the dormitory are full of books that Yu Tang bought for him.After taking a shower at night, Song Xiao raised his hand to get the "Society and Law", and suddenly found a thin little book sandwiched between this book and the "Yangjin Dictionary". Xiao Tang under the Moon", I couldn't help but take it out and look through it.

"In mid-spring, the capital city is still a little cold in the morning, but the candidates who read the list don't seem to realize it..." The story in the book begins with the tributes in Song Xiaozhong.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Tang leaned over while wiping his hair.

"This." Song Xiao held it up for him to see.

Yu Tang had a strange expression on his face.

"It's quite interesting, but it's a bit of nonsense. I didn't answer it fluently in the Golden Palace." Song Xiao smiled, "Has the emperor read it?"

"No." Yu Tang said blankly, turned around and climbed onto his bed, closed the blackout curtain, turned on the bedside lamp, and began to read.

"Crack!" The lights in the dormitory were turned off on time, and Song Xiao couldn't let it go when he saw the exciting part.

Climbing on the bed resentfully, tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, Song Xiao looked at the light leaking from the gap in the blackout curtain of His Majesty the Emperor, and was a little greedy: "Your Majesty..."

"Huh?" Yu Tang replied from inside.

"Can I lend you some light?" Song Xiao carried the book and walked barefoot to the emperor's bedside, wanting to open a little gap and "steal the light through the wall".

"No." Yu Tang pressed the shade.

Song Xiao pursed his lips, turned around and was about to go back to sleep, when a slender arm suddenly stretched out from behind the curtain, wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him onto the bed, instantly blocking the light again.

"Hmm..." Song Xiao was startled.

"Hush, points will be deducted for light leakage," Yu Tang whispered in his ear, "If you want to watch it, watch it on my bed."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiaoxiao: Your majesty, can I read on your bed?

Yutang: Did you take the initiative to climb onto the dragon bed to seduce me?

Xiaoxiao: No, just read a book

Yutang: Looking at the erotic palace?

Xiaoxiao: Where, where?

Yutang: See for yourself.

Huang Ye Wanhe: Special gift booklet of meat fans, Emperor Jing Yuan and the queen's bridal chamber, festive night Fish pond: He said he didn't want to seduce me, heh heh

Xiaoxiao: QAQ