After a blind date with the e-sports male god

In the second semester of the third year of junior high school, some people will transfer from another school.

Yuning stood on the playground and looked at the raised national flag seriously.

He was wearing a school uniform that had been washed a little wrinkled, and a pair of white canvas shoes on his feet. The heels of the shoes had been repaired once, and the marks were obvious.

But Nian is thin and thin, and his school uniform moves when the wind blows, which clearly outlines his body shape which is obviously different from other boys in childbearing period.

too skinny.

But there are still occasional girls around who are secretly watching.

Even though she is a little short, Yu Ning's face is still pretty, the kind that is very attractive.

It would be nice if you smiled more.

There are girls in the class who want to.

When Yuning laughed, she still had dimples.

"I heard that the family is very rich and donated a building to the school before coming in."

"I'm going to take the high school entrance exam soon, is it true or not? Is it really a transfer student here for fun?"

"You are so annoying that I have asked several times. Didn't you see the principal at the door during the flag-raising ceremony just now? The boy behind is there!"

"I thought someone's parent was so tall."

On the way into the room, the students gathered together in twos and threes, fighting together.

Only around Yu Ning and Song Zhao, no one will come together again.

After all...one is gay and the other is someone who is willing to befriend gays.

Even if it looks good, what's the use?

They are afraid of being infected.

Even though some girls in the class already know about danmei, they still choose to stay away from people who like the same sex.

After all, everyone said it was a disease.

Song Zhao grabbed Yu Ning's arm: "Did you say that our class is going to transfer students?"

Yuning was still silently reciting what the teacher asked to review yesterday, but was interrupted by Song Zhaoyi, who shook his head distractedly: "I don't know."

Anyway, it has nothing to do with it.

Song Zhao sighed, "When will you be able to hear out the window with both ears?"

"Then when will you be able to concentrate on reading?"

"Did you review the part that the teacher asked you to review yesterday? The high school entrance examination is coming soon."

Although Yuning's words are neither salty nor bland, they always give people a sense of distance, not at all as approachable as he appears on the surface.

Before the two became friends, Song Zhao always thought so.

But after becoming friends, Song Zhaocai discovered that Yu Ning is really not easy to get close to.

Anyway, I study every day.

When they entered the room, their eyes obviously fell on them, but they left quickly.

Yuning didn't care about these at all.

The end of this class is long, so I have to take advantage of this time to excerpt some good words and sentences, and I will have something to recite when I go back at night.

Before the class bell rang, the head teacher led a tall boy into the room. The noisy voice disappeared the moment the head teacher entered.

There is a flag-raising ceremony today. According to school regulations, all students in the school must wear school uniforms.

But the boy brought in by the class teacher is different, and it can even be said that the people here are different.

The boy was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, with curly hair that looked like it was dyed or natural, and looked at everyone indifferently.

"Okay, there is a transfer student from our class today." The class teacher patted the desk: "Lu Juan, let me introduce myself to everyone."

Generally, everyone will be more enthusiastic when new students come, but today it is obviously more enthusiastic than before.

The reason is that this transfer student is really pretty.

Although the facial features have not been fully opened, they are that kind of completely unfeminine beauty, coupled with that impatient expression, like a manga male protagonist secretly hiding in the belly of the table.

Lu Juan was carrying an empty schoolbag, "My name is Lu Juan."

Then it's gone.

The head teacher was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hold back everyone's enthusiasm, so the head teacher had to try his best to suppress everyone's enthusiasm: "Okay! Class will start soon! The other classes have quieted down. I heard your voices from downstairs just now!"

"Then you can sit there first, and then change seats according to your grades in the next monthly exam."

The teacher in charge refers to the position next to Yu Ning.

After the last monthly exam, some parents came to the school and mentioned one thing to the teacher. They don't want people with mental illness to sit together.

The head teacher was actually unwilling, and didn't think there was anything wrong with the two children, but he couldn't stop the parents from making trouble. If the trouble got bigger, it would not be good for the two children's studies.

But Song Zhaoyuning's height didn't match, so they couldn't sit together, so they had to sit apart.

Now that there are no other seats in the class, the head teacher can only let Yuning sit.

Although Lu Juan was tall, but he couldn't support his family's money, so how could he fit in the corner?

Lu Juan glanced at the place the head teacher pointed to.

The person next to the vacant seat was wearing a loose school uniform with his head lowered without even raising his head. He was writing something with a pen, and he seemed to be writing very fast, but his exposed wrist was extremely thin.

Lu Juan glanced at it and walked over with his bag on his back.

It wasn't until the chair beside her was pulled away that Yu Ning noticed that someone was coming next to her. When she turned her head and looked over, she saw a black shirt and a beautiful collarbone, and there was a silver necklace above the collarbone.

The other party stuffed the schoolbag into the belly of the table.

Yu Ning didn't talk to her, and she didn't care about whether she was at the same table or not.

Where is the time to take care of other things, I have to study every day, and in my spare time after studying, I can help others with their homework to earn some money, so that I can spend less money from that man.

But now it is the third year of junior high school, and I don't have so much energy to make spare money.

After the class started, Yu Ning put away her excerpts and carefully took notes and wrote the papers.

Until a hand suddenly appeared on the tabletop that originally belonged to him alone, and this hand landed on the scroll surface just right, blocking the way to write.

Yuning frowned.

The new deskmate has completely fallen asleep, and even the sleeping position is a bit domineering, as if occupying the entire table, the head and body are tilted to the other side, but the arms are stretched out to this side.

In order to continue writing the paper, Yu Ning could only take his hand away.

The other party seemed to wave his hand unhappily, if Yu Ning hadn't retreated in time, he would have hit him.

The arm continued to lie in front of Yuning.

Yu Ning doesn't like this feeling very much, being invaded by strangers' personal space, and most importantly, being interrupted from studying.

Yuning stared at the other party's arm for a while, the new tablemate's arm line is very beautiful, it should be the kind with muscles.

Yuning poked a few times with a pen.

This time Lu Juan was disturbed, and opened his eyes very displeased, just in time to meet Yuning's dissatisfied eyes.

This was the first time Lu Juan looked at a boy so positively.

When I was on the podium just now, I could only see the top and profile of this person. Now I realized how can someone be so thin. To say that thinness is a bit of a beautification is obviously the kind of thinness that is undernourished. But the outline of the face is still good-looking, and the neck is so thin that it feels like it can be cut off with one hand.

Lu Juan's original anger of getting up was suppressed abruptly, and he frowned, "What are you doing?"

Yu Ning suppressed his voice and spoke in a soft voice, not like the male duck voice of other boys who have just gone through the voice change period, but rather pleasant to hear, "You suppressed my paper."

Lu Juan groaned, turned around and continued to close his eyes.

Annoying, why did you arrange such a... weak tablemate.

Yuning was not disturbed for the next time.

But when get out of class was over, there were basically no people around him on weekdays, but today it was crowded with people.

There are also quite a few girls who are chatting up with my new tablemate.

"Where did you transfer from?"

"Why did you transfer to another school in the third year of junior high school? Is it because your student status is here?"

"..."

It made Yu Ning unable to concentrate on endorsing the book.

But can't stop.

But fortunately, his new deskmate also seemed to hate this kind of situation. Yu Ning didn't hear a word of answer. After who knew how many classmates asked the same question, the new deskmate took out the backpack from the desk and patted it on the on the desktop, "Are you bothered?"

"Can't you go back and look in the mirror when you have time to talk?"

The strap of the schoolbag slammed on Yu Ning's desk with a slap.

A group of people froze, pushing and shoving away.

Our school belongs to the kind of school that relies on grades to work hard, and everyone usually fights and fights, and there is no one who is really black-faced and scolded when provoked.

Some of the girls were also taken aback.

Looks like he has a bad temper.

Yu Ning thought to herself.

But it doesn't matter much.

With one more tablemate, life is still the same. Study, Song Zhao eats, studies, and sleeps together.

When it was evening self-study, the new deskmate did not come.

But word has spread in the class about it.

Even if Yuning is not in the mood to participate, with so many people talking beside him, no matter what, he will listen to a few words.

Lu Juan transferred because he was demerited for fighting with others at his original school. It is said that he has a bad temper, doesn't take much class, and his grades are not good. The reason why he can come in is because the principal seems to have talked about some project recently. If you have money, you can give the principal that project.

Much more expensive than donating a building.

Yuning also listened.

People who are not from the same world don't need to care.

On the contrary, Song Zhao was a little concerned, and before going to sleep, he squatted beside his bed and asked him secretly: "This man really didn't bully you, did he? I think he is really fierce. Although he is good-looking, he is really too fierce, right? Why scold people directly?"

Yuning was a little funny: "No."

If there is, it's probably because he didn't look very good when he woke up.

But there was no cursing either.

Yu Ning originally thought that her new tablemate would not have any other interactions.

As a result, when I went to the classroom the next morning, my new deskmate had already arrived, and I was leaning on the desk and I didn't know who I was talking to, "I got it, grandma, it's good."

"No problem, I didn't skip class."

"I haven't met any new friends either."

The voice of speaking paused the moment Yuning came over, "Stop talking, there are people in the room."

Yuning noticed that his mobile phone was probably the latest model, the very expensive one, the price could cover his living expenses for a few years, Yuning had seen it in the newspaper before.

At this time, smart phones are not popular yet, and some rich students in the class can't use them.

There were only the two of us in the room, and Yu Ning didn't expect that the new tablemate would come so early, so he could only politely nod as a greeting, then sat down and started to prepare for morning reading.

He used to be alone in the classroom at this time.

Lu Juan casually threw the phone into the belly of the table, took out an unopened bottle of yogurt and put it on Yuning's table: "Do you want to drink?"

Yu Ning froze for a moment: "No need."

I don't like to accept other people's things, let alone they don't know each other.

Lu Juan seemed to just mention it casually, and said lightly, took it back, opened it, and drank it by himself.

Yu Ning has already started to read early, and she didn't notice the other party's seemingly indistinct gaze on her.

After a few classes in the morning, the two of them didn't talk to each other again, and Lu Juan also slept all morning.

When it was time to eat lunch at noon, Song Zhao came to Yu Ning with his bowl and chopsticks in his arms. From time to time, he peeked at Lu Juan who was still sleeping through Yu Ning, "It's really handsome."

Song Zhao is a typical face control.

Yuning packed up her things and looked back, but nodded in agreement.

I have to admit that my new deskmate is very handsome, especially when he is sleeping and not awake, he is so fierce and indifferent. Even his sleep perception seems to be quite sharp. A girl ran over to secretly take pictures after the last class. When he came over, he opened his eyes, scaring the girl enough.

Yu Ning didn't dare to look more.

The people in the room have almost left.

Others wanted to fly out of the classroom when the class was over at meal time, but the two walked slowly.

After all, I went too early and couldn’t find a seat. No one wanted to sit with the two of us, and I would be pushed to the back when I was queuing up. It’s better to go later, since noon is enough anyway.

"Let's go, it's almost the same now, did you know the subject the teacher just said?" Yu Ning tried to lower the voice of the chair when she stood up.

Song Zhao's face collapsed and before he had time to say anything, a sleepy voice from a boy who had just passed his voice change came from behind him: "Wait a minute."

Yu Ning turned around subconsciously, Song Zhao grabbed his clothes.

"Going to eat?" Lu Juan didn't know if he was woken up by the two of them. His face was not very good-looking, and several strands of his hair were curled up, and it was not as beautifully curled as when he came yesterday.

Yu Ning nodded politely, after all, he is a classmate, and he will see you when you look up from now on.

"Where is the cafeteria? Take me there." Lu Juan frowned.

I ate outside yesterday, the food outside the school is too bad, and the small restaurant is far away from the school, so I might as well spend some time to sleep when I have this time.

Yu Ning didn't know why the situation suddenly changed to Song Zhao leading his new tablemate to the cafeteria.

The road from the school building to the cafeteria is not close, it takes five or six minutes to walk, and you will meet people from time to time on the road.

When going down the stairs, Yu Ning still stopped, and Lu Juan followed behind Song Zhao, and almost bumped into Yu Ning's back without paying attention.

Fortunately, the car stopped in time.

"You should stay away from us." Yu Ning's voice was still faint, with a little more distance than when he was in the classroom just now.

After saying this, he noticed that Song Zhao was holding his hand tightly, and patted him reassuringly.

Song Zhao forced a smile: "Yes, stay away from us."

Anyway, sooner or later it will reach people's ears.

Otherwise, when the time comes, others will not know how to arrange the two to deceive the transfer students who have just arrived that they are normal people.

Although everyone only knows that Song Zhao likes boys, they don't know that Yu Ning is the same, but Yu Ning is Song Zhao's only friend, and he only became a friend after that birth. No one will believe that there is nothing tricky.

If the two walk together, people will gossip.

After Yuning finished speaking, she looked down at the steps and walked down step by step.

Lu Juan's eyes just fell on the back of his neck. The size of the school uniform is probably not right. This man is too thin, and his thin shoulder blades can be seen, but his skin is very white.

It looked pale and fragile.

Lu Juan reacted for a few seconds: "What?"