I am a rich man

The room was dark, Song Yao got up from the bed, changed his clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself for a moment, showing a satisfied smile, picked up his schoolbag and walked outside.

"Get lost!" Song Yao stopped and couldn't move, turning his head and roaring angrily.

Song Yao twisted back and smiled slightly, "I can't. Anyway, you are stupid, and you can't do anything with this body. I will help you counterattack and kill Song Yuan. Just watch it. Don't get excited, stay calm and don't be impatient. .”

"I will kill Song Yuan myself and give me back my body." Song Yao turned his head again, facing the wall, wanting to bump into it.

He seemed to be mentally divided, the last sentence was extremely irritable, and the next sentence became slow.

"No." Song Yao touched his neck, turned his head back to the normal position, and said with a sneer, "This body is mine now, and those who don't have the right to take the initiative can just stay aside. You think I really want to In your body? Waste."

Song Yao screamed, and then quickly covered his mouth by himself.

Aunt Zhang heard the scream and quickly opened the door. Seeing that Song Yao was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "What's the matter, young master? Did you encounter something unpleasant? You can tell me about it."

She was about to touch Song Yao, but was stunned when Song Yao quickly avoided her.

Song Yao kept some distance from her, "Aunt Zhang, clean up Song Yuan's room and put my piano here, it won't be an eyesore."

Aunt Zhang hesitated and said, "Madam..."

"I'll explain it, Aunt Zhang just do it. Oh, yes, next time you knock on the door before entering my room, and come in after asking for my permission, you know?" Song Yao thought of something when passing Aunt Zhang, and said to Aunt Zhang grin.

Aunt Zhang's eyes widened, and she could hardly believe that it was Song Yao's words, "Yaoyao, why are you alienating..."

Song Yao didn't wait for her to finish, he went downstairs and got into the car, and asked the driver to drive to school with a happy and leisurely expression.

Uncle Li could obviously feel that he was in a different mood than before. When we chatted with him, Song Yao almost ignored him and only replied a few words. His attitude made Uncle Li feel strange.

Song Yao before did not have such an arrogant attitude at all.

The car was parked at the school, and the first thing Song Yao did after entering the school was to transfer classes.

The homeroom teacher never expected that the first thing he would do when he returned to school after asking for leave would be to transfer from Class A, which was difficult to get into, to Class F.

"The teacher of Song Yuan's transfer class also agreed before. Why can't I do it when it's my turn?" Song Yao smiled, but his voice was extremely cold, "It's fine if the teacher disagrees. I'll go and respond to the principal."

"Song Yao." The class teacher almost fainted, and hurriedly got up to stop him.

It's okay to transfer one or two to class F. She comforted herself that Song Yao was still there. Although she failed the test last time and didn't participate in the competition, she still had great hopes for Song Yao.Now Song Yao is also going to class F, and he is almost mad, "What are you going to class F for? It's not suitable for you."

"It's up to me whether it's suitable or not. I'm going to class F. The teacher agrees. I'll go and pack my things first."

"I don't agree!" Class A's head teacher said angrily, "Song Yuan is also in that class, and you won't be the first one if you go, why bother to seek humiliation."

"Self-humiliation?" Song Yao turned his head, stared at the class teacher, and grinned, "Not necessarily, teacher."

The homeroom teacher was stunned, only feeling that Song Yao had become spoiled and arrogant in front of him, and the look in his eyes always made people feel that he was looking down on and contemptuous of others.

It took a long time for the head teacher to react, chased him out, and continued to persuade.

Song Yao came to Class F, and deliberately placed the table next to Song Yuan to sit down, which stunned the people in Class F.

Especially when Song Yao went to the podium and introduced himself with a smile, everyone in the class couldn't help wondering if he was out of his mind.

"Maybe the hot search on Weibo is exciting."

"I also feel a little crazy."

"The mentality has collapsed, tsk, who can see that he usually looks so scary in private."

"What is he doing sitting next to Song Yuan? Still wanting to target Song Yuan? It's annoying, can you let him leave our class."

"Ignore him and ignore him. There's nothing you can do about this thick-skinned person."

"He came here on purpose to scare Song Yuan...don't talk about Song Yuan, I was scared to death."

When Song Yuan and An Xin walked into the classroom, Song Yao was already sitting next to Song Yuan, and was taking out a book. Seeing Song Yuan raised his hand to say hello, with a very familiar intimacy, "Song Yuan, you are here, hurry up!" Come and sit."

Song Yuan moved the table to Gu Yuhe and sat down.

Gu Yuhe was sleeping.

He had already announced that he would not sit at the same table with others, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and wanted the people around him to sit in other seats, but when he saw that it was Song Yuan, he immediately shut up and glanced at Song Yao, feeling strange.

"How did he come here?"

Others, Song Yao, can discuss changing positions, but Gu Yuhe can't.Song Yao gave up changing positions, stared at Song Yuan, and smiled softly, "I transferred to Song Yuan, and now we are together again."

The words in an unclear tone immediately made the faces of the surrounding students full of faces: "???"

Good guy, it sounds like he has a good relationship with Song Yuan, and he specially transferred to find Song Yuan.

Song Yuan lent the organized notes to his classmate, but did not answer his words.

"It's as difficult as a dog's skin plaster, and Song Yuan doesn't even bother to talk to him." Someone rolled his eyes and complained.

Song Yao looked at the speaker, with a smile on his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the speaker, which made people feel uncomfortable.

It wasn't until the other party took the initiative to look away that Song Yao turned his head and said to Song Yuan, "Let's get along well, Song Yuan."

Still no reply.

Song Yao kept staring at Song Yuan until class. Song Yuan treated him as a transparent person and didn't respond. Gu Yuhe felt uncomfortable, and finally put his legs on the table and raised his eyebrows at Song Yao. Is it enough to dig out the eyeballs and stick them on the wall?"

"No way."

He looked a little disdainful, as if he was too lazy to talk to Gu Yuhe, he laughed Gu Yuhe completely, raised his chin at him, raised his middle finger, ignored him, looked at the scarf around Song Yuan's neck, winked and said : "Song Yuan, who will give you your scarf? It's so beautiful. You can ask him where he bought it. I'm going to buy one too."

Song Yuan: "I didn't buy it."

"I wove it myself?" Gu Yuhe was slightly surprised, glanced at An Xin, and said with a smile: "How long will it take to weave it. Who wove it for you? Do you feel at ease? Do you think I asked her to weave one for me, she Will you agree?"

"No."

no?Gu Yuhe thought about it.

The people Song Yuan knew besides him were An Xin, and if it wasn't An Xin or he gave it to him, then who else could have finished the weaving and gave it to him?

A figure appeared in his mind, and Gu Yuhe subconsciously felt that it was impossible, but if it wasn't him, there would be no one else.With a face full of shock, he stammered, "No, it can't be me...uncle...uncle!"

Song Yuan didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Holding his face in his hands, Gu Yuhe felt that he had learned something even more impossible than a comet hitting the earth.

His uncle...knits a scarf? !Gu Yuhe shuddered as he imagined the scene of Gu Yingchi sitting in the office with a knitted scarf.

Filled with disbelief, Gu Yuhe took out his mobile phone, suppressed his excitement, and sent a message to Xiao Run, "Did you know that my uncle can knit scarves. It's scary, it's scary."

Xiao Run: "!! I just wanted to tell you about this. I saw him complaining about your uncle knitting scarves in the office secretly in my uncle's circle of friends! It's really scary, your uncle can even knit scarves, what else? won't you?"

"It doesn't seem like...my uncle seems to be omnipotent."

The two kept sending shocked emoticons to each other, and Gu Yuhe didn't put away his phone until Old Wu came in during class.

"The prize money from the previous basketball game has come down. You can choose a place in this city to play for a day." Old Wu stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "Let's go tomorrow."

"I thought that if I could go to other places, there would be something fun in this city."

"That's right, I'm almost tired of shopping in this city."

"There seems to be a new haunted house in this city, it's not bad to go there."

Old Wu: "I'll give you 10 minutes to discuss, and tell me the location after you decide."

The newly opened haunted house won by 42 votes.

After class, Song Yao quickly sat opposite Song Yuan, put his hand on his chin, and said to Song Yuan, "Can you lend me your notes? I have missed a lot of classes these days and I want to make up for some knowledge. Everyone We are all classmates, you and I are brothers again, you will borrow it, right?"

In the past, he didn't even mention brothers, but now he keeps talking about brothers and brothers.

Song Yuan put the drawing paper back into his schoolbag, and asked back, "What do you think?"

Song Yao smiled and watched him put the drawing paper into the schoolbag, "Well, it's fine if you don't borrow it. I know you hate me, but now we are classmates, can't we get along well?"

It sounded like Song Yuan deliberately didn't want to get along well with him.

Song Yuan raised his eyes, the emotion in his eyes seemed to be a smile but not a smile, "Are you sure it's me who doesn't get along well?"

He sat there with a straight figure, and when he looked at people with a coldness that made people dare not look directly, it was obviously just a calm sentence, but it made people feel a sense of oppression.

Song Yao frowned irresolutely and stopped talking.

"You're the trash!" A gloating voice sounded in my ear, "Aren't you also intimidated by Song Yuan?"

Song Yao stood up suddenly, and Song Yuan heard him say "shut up" to himself when he left.

The second class in the afternoon is physical education, and the weather has turned fine.

The physical education teacher ran an 800-meter test, and dozens of people ran until the end, only a few people were still running, and Song Yuan was among them.

He didn't run as fast as others, and he was not as tired as others. After running 800 meters, others were panting, but Song Yuan's breath was still steady.

The physical education teacher praised him.

Song Yao couldn't do it halfway, stopped halfway, gasping for breath with his knees, cursing and cursing, when the physical education teacher praised Song Yuan, he even bent his lower lip in disdain.

"Song Yao seems to be crazy." An Xin passed by him, and heard him say something like "poor physical fitness, garbage", and sat next to Gu Yuhe suspiciously after returning, saying: "I just heard that he was Where is he talking dirty words to himself, he shouldn't be schizophrenic, right?"

"If he's okay, according to his arrogant temperament, can he be transferred to our class? He didn't even look at it before." Gu Yuhe took a sip of Coke and sighed, "It's cool."

Then he handed Song Yuan a bottle of milk.

Song Yuan took it, wiped the sweat off his neck after thanking him, and didn't drink.

Most of the people around were two or three people sitting together, only Song Yao stood alone on the runway.

He slowed down for a while before walking towards the crowd, and finally stopped beside Song Yuan and stretched out his hand.

"Don't you drink milk? If you don't drink it, give it to me."

The Coke in Gu Yuhe's mouth almost sprayed on his face, "Are you sure you're looking for the right person?"

How did he ask Song Yuan for something so straightforwardly?The city wall is not as thick-skinned as him.

Song Yuan didn't speak, opened the cap of the milk, drank it up in a few sips, and threw the empty bottle into the trash can seemingly casually, got up and stretched to the side.

The empty bottle made a circle and a half in the air, and fell into the trash can without any mistakes. The people around immediately cheered and applauded, and then imitated throwing the bottle.

Gu Yuhe and An Xin held back their laughter, but in the end they couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Song Yao didn't care, just chuckled, "If you don't give it to me, then don't give it to me, don't drink the milk you don't want to drink just because you don't want to give it to me."

"How can you be so affectionate." Gu Yuhe said with disgust, "Who said Song Yuan doesn't want to drink milk?"

Song Yao smiled slightly, turned and left, "Amorous? You can say whatever you want."

An Xin "tsk", "Don't talk to him too much, we are the same as Song Yuan, just ignore him. The more you talk to him, the more he will jump around."

After the free dissolution, everyone was playing on the playground. Song Yao searched around but couldn't find Song Yuan, so he asked the people around him.

"I didn't see it, maybe I went to the bathroom."

Song Yao quickly returned to the classroom.

He was humming a song, extremely comfortable in the empty classroom, walked to Song Yuan's place and sat down and began to flip through his schoolbag.

The only sound left in the classroom was his flipping through his schoolbag.

"What are you looking for?" At some point, a voice sounded, and Song Yuan stood at the door with a drawing book in his hand, staring at Song Yao indifferently.

Seeing him, Song Yuan didn't have any panic after being caught, just stared at the drawing book in Song Yuan's hand, as if remembering something, "Ah", "You didn't lend me the notes before, I can only come secretly Look at your notes, I'm sorry, I love studying too much, I hope you can forgive me."

It's strange to hear the words of yin and yang.

Song Yuan lowered his eyes and put away his brush, "Song Yao."

He paused, "No, what should I call you?"

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and a needle could be heard.After a while, the sound of playfulness on the playground broke the weird atmosphere in the classroom.

The two stood and sat, staring at each other, neither of them moved, like a silent and invisible contest.

Song Yao's stiff expression only appeared for a second, then he returned to normal, and said in a relaxed tone: "I am Song Yao, why don't you call me Song Yao?"

He grinned and shrugged, "You're so weird asking such a question."

"Really?" Seeing him trying to make himself look more casual, Song Yuan nodded lightly, and walked to his seat with no fluctuations in his tone, "Please get up from my seat."

Song Yao stood up, walked away and said suddenly: "You won't have another chance, Song Yuan."

"I mean, you won't have any chance to catch up with me. You will be trampled and crushed by me for the rest of your life." He smiled arrogantly, looking at Song Yuan as if he was looking at someone who could do whatever he wanted. Contempt like crushed ants.

Song Yuan: "We'll wait and see."

The four words made Song Yao clenched his fists, and said with a smirk: "Seriously, I still like your character, but you still..."

Still dead.

Song Yuan left immediately after getting the pencil, and didn't give Song Yao a chance to finish that sentence.

Song Yao stared at the drawing book in his hand, and stood there for a long time without moving.

*

On Thursday, the whole class organized a trip to the largest haunted house in the city.

When sitting in the school bus, Gu Yuhe always felt that people were staring at him all the time. When he turned his head, he saw Song Yao sitting behind them.

Since there are three more seats in the car than there are people in the class, no one is willing to sit with him.

"Can you stop staring at people all the time?" Gu Yuhe asked irritably, always feeling that Song Yao's gloomy annoyance.

"But I didn't stare at you." Song Yao was very innocent: "Don't be too sentimental."

The coquettish words at the end made Gu Yuhe feel goosebumps all over his body. Thinking that he had said this to Song Yao before, he understood that Song Yao was returning this sentence to him on purpose, so he cursed directly, " Damn, can you talk normally?"

This Song Yao seems to have evolved, and he knows more and more how disgusting people are.

"I'm normal." Song Yao said, "Can you be quiet for a while, and disturb others' sleep."

There were indeed some classmates sleeping around, and a few of them were woken up by Gu Yuhe, and they felt a little upset. When they heard Song Yao's words, they all followed suit.

Gu Yuhe stopped talking after apologizing, and finally couldn't take it anymore, got up and sat beside An Xin, and put on the earphones.

"Aren't you sitting with Song Yuan? What are you doing sitting with me?" An Xin couldn't sleep lying down, staring at Gu Yuhe.

"I don't want to sit there. Song Yao is crazy. I'm afraid I can't help but jump up and beat him up." After Gu Yuhe finished speaking, he turned his head and looked. Unexpectedly, after he left, Song Yao would sit in his place unceremoniously. Going up, he was so angry that he was about to smoke, "Look, Song Yuan ignored him, and he insisted on swaying in front of Song Yuan."

"Many people think that he has changed a lot from before, and I don't know if he is pretending again." An Xin frowned.

"It's pretending to be a disgusting person, not pretending to be a more disgusting person." Gu Yuhe closed his eyes, thinking that he could only suppress the anger in his heart by sleeping.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yao suddenly approached Song Yuan, wanting to look at Song Yuan's phone, but Song Yuan covered it.

"leave me alone."

"No way." Song Yao shook his head, "This seat is not yours, so I can sit here if I want to."

Others probably became popular when they heard this sentence. Song Yuan was expressionless and didn't even look at Song Yao. He put on his earphones and looked out the window.

The endurance is really good.

A cold light flashed in Song Yao's eyes, and he directly raised his hand to take off Song Yuan's left earphone, and wanted to put it on his ear.

When it was about to be put on, Song Yuan clasped his wrist, turned his head to look at him, "let go."

His dark eyes were calm and unwavering, and his face was as cold as ice. Song Yao felt that his wrist was hurting from being grabbed, which made him let go subconsciously.

The earphones fell off, and Song Yuan stood up holding the earphones.

"If you don't let me listen, don't let me listen. Why are you so fierce?" After reacting, Song Yao said a little aggrieved: "I thought you treated me as a younger brother, so I wanted to listen to songs with you. This is not allowed. ?"

Gu Yuhe was awakened by his aggrieved voice, the corners of his eyes twitched for a moment, and he retched deliberately, unbearably, in response to Song Yao.

"You are really noisy." Song Yuan left his seat, left a word, and sat with Old Wu.

The schoolbag was still in place, Song Yao glanced at it, and just about to take it, the other hand took the schoolbag away before him.

It is Song Yuan who has gone and returned.

Holding the bag, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Yao indifferently, "After a while, he said softly: You seem to be very interested in my bag."

Looking through his bags in the classroom, ready to rummage through his bags on the bus.

Tranquility seemed to be saying a fact, which made Song Yao grit his teeth secretly, and suddenly he could understand why the previous "he" was so crazy.

"You misunderstood." Song Yao chuckled, "You don't have anything in your bag, so what am I interested in. I'm more interested in your bag than I am in your people."

Song Yuan didn't say a word, still staring at Song Yao.

Under such cold eyes, all the thoughts hidden in his heart seemed to have been exposed, Song Yao looked away, and smiled, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

The car stopped and the destination was reached, Song Yuan turned his head and got out of the car first.

The sky was dark and the ground was all wet. Looking up, the sky was densely covered with a large number of oval-shaped clouds, which looked very spectacular.

The students who got off the bus were shocked to see this scene, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"What cloud is this?" Zhuge Jianfei asked curiously after recording the video with his mobile phone.

"When this kind of cloud appears, it usually means that it will rain soon." Song Yao said with a slight smile.

"Why don't I remember it?" Gu Yuhe had seen this scene before, and someone explained it at the time, and he didn't remember what Song Yao said.

"Then what do you think?" Song Yao raised his eyebrows and asked back, looking like he was waiting for Gu Yuhe's answer.

People around also looked at Gu Yuhe.

Gu Yuhe: "..."

Gan, where did he remember what it was? When someone said that at the time, he forgot it after hearing it. Can Baidu have time now?

Song Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in his eyes, and Gu Yuhe immediately looked at him for help.

Meeting his pleading gaze, Song Yuan paused and explained: "It's a cumulonimbus cloud, which usually appears after a thunderstorm."

Everyone suddenly realized.

The haunted house has just opened, because it is bigger than all the haunted houses that have been opened, there are many ways to play, and the publicity is in place, thousands of people come to line up to play every day.

Perhaps because of the weather today, there were only a few dozen people in line, and after waiting for half an hour, it was Song Yuan's turn.

"How many ghosts are there?" Zhuge Jifei grabbed the staff and asked nervously when he was about to go in after storing the good things.

"Don't worry, there are only more than 30." The staff patted Zhuge Jianfei's hand, "Not many, don't be afraid."

More than 30 is not much?Isn't this the point where ghosts will pop out no matter where they are? ?

Hearing this, most people were scared.

Dozens of people entered in batches, and Song Yuan, Zhuge Jifei, Song Yao, An Xin, and Gu Yuhe entered in the same batch.

The moment I stepped into the gate, there was no light around, and I couldn't see anything clearly, only the eerie music kept ringing.

"The light seems to come through a door." An Xin said, "Follow me if you're afraid! I'll take you through the level! I heard that there are rich prizes for clearing the level within half an hour."

"Can...can you hold hands?" Zhuge Jinfei trembled.

An Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you're really scared, you can just hold my hand."

Zhuge Jifei immediately took her hand and followed her forward.

Gu Yuhe is in the middle, Song Yuan is second to last, Song Yao walks slowly and is at the end.

Before he had taken two steps, his back was hit by something falling from above, and Song Yuan reached out to touch it.

It feels a little soft to the touch, and its shape looks like a tongue. Song Yuan wanted to make sure it was a tongue, so he touched it up, but he didn't expect it to fall off.

Song Yuan: "..."

Song Yao at the back stopped and seemed to notice that he was standing still in front of him. Not long after, he suddenly said "Oops" and rushed towards Song Yuan crazily, yelling, "I'm tripped and I can't stop , get out of the way."

It was very dark around them, and they were so close that it was difficult for ordinary people to react and avoid them. Song Yao could vaguely see the outline of Song Yuan, and he was about to bump into him. He grinned, but saw Song Yuan, who was close at hand, moved slightly Standing aside, she avoided him perfectly.

It's not that he didn't have time to avoid it, but he was waiting for the last second before he bumped into him.

Song Yao cursed in his heart, it was too late to stand still, he staggered forward for several steps without stopping, until finally he bumped his head against the wall and made a "bang" before stopping.