Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Gao Shang feels that Ji Yichuan is not normal recently.

In the morning reading class, Wang Zhong just yawned a little, Gao Shang held up the book to cover his face, and sneaked a few words to Cheng Zan.

"Do you think Ji Yichuan is a little weird recently?"

Cheng Zan nodded, feeling terrified.

"He's been staring at me for my homework recently." Cheng Zan seemed to have thought of something extremely scary, "He even gave me a very serious lecture."

"Is it because I've been dreaming and haven't woken up yet? Or is it that I'm fat again, and my face is big enough for Brother Ji to give me a lecture?"

Cheng Zan looked at Gao Shang's face, swallowed, and nodded.

"I don't know if I was dreaming or not, but I look really fatter."

"roll."

The two people behind were out of shape, and they lost sight of their conversation early.

The two played late last night, Chen Putao was able to rely on his biological clock to sit in the class and memorize books vigorously, while Ji Yichuan was too sleepy right now.

He tilted his body and squinted his eyes slightly, and he was a little confused even in the classroom full of books. In a blur of consciousness, his head tilted and slammed against the tiles beside him.

The tiled walls in winter were frighteningly cold, the moment his head approached, Ji Yichuan shivered and woke up.

Since Wang Zhong was at the front, Ji Yichuan, at least to save face, casually reached out from the belly of the table and took out an English test paper.

The test paper was crumpled and half a corner was missing. From the beginning to the end, few questions were correct, and there were a few ticks hidden in the red cross.

"Good guy," Ji Yichuan was a little startled, calculated the total score several times, and said with a sneer, "26?"

"I threw the answer sheet on the ground and stepped on it, and it was more than 26."

Ji Yichuan looked disgusted and wanted to crumple the paper into a ball, but he regretted halfway through the crumpling, arranged it again, and patted it on Gao Shang's table.

"Order this paper for me at noon today."

Ji Yichuan said it easily, leaning on Chen Putao's shoulder with his head tilted loosely.Obviously the windows around him were closed tightly, but Gao Shang felt a chill on his back.

"Isn't it?" Gao Shang put on a bitter face and was about to cry, "So cruel?"

He hesitated, knowing that Ji Yichuan was doing it for his own benefit, but he still reached out to put away the test paper tremblingly.

"Are you being too hard on them?"

Chen Putao glanced at Gao Shang, who had obviously lost his soul, and laughed.

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows.

Ever since Chen Putao talked about his tragic ending in the book, Ji Yichuan had this idea. He was in such a miserable situation, so the two idiots who followed him had to go and drink the Northwest Wind?

He had specifically asked Chen Putao before, but the answer he got was not good.

It seems that the people who are related to him have been debuffed by fate inexplicably. Cheng Zan failed the college entrance examination, but Gao Shang was a normal performance of rubbish. At the same time, both companies began to decline uncontrollably.

Although it was expected, Ji Yichuan clicked his tongue and drooped his eyebrows slightly, his brows and eyes seemed not to have much energy.

"No, I have to find another paper." Ji Yichuan straightened up again, "Before the final exam, they don't want to live too comfortably."

Sure enough, Ji Yichuan kept his word, and Gao Shang and Cheng Zan spent the darkest time in their lives in the last period of their sophomore year.

"Chen Putao, did I do this question correctly?"

Cheng Zan subconsciously stretched out the physics exercise book in his hand and asked with a natural expression.

But soon, he seemed to realize something, and looked at his palm in horror.

He must have been tortured crazy by Ji Yichuan.

Without waiting for Chen Putao to take a closer look, he pulled back the exercise book and grabbed Gao Shang's wrist in a panic.

"Gao Shang, I'm afraid I won't survive today, and I may be absent from tomorrow's final exam..."

Gao Shang yawned and ignored him.

He has been seriously deprived of sleep recently, and he seems to be able to hear Ji Yichuan's threats in his dreams, "If you are still at the bottom of the class in the final exam, you will die!"

Gao Shang shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of the horrible memories in his head. He closed his eyes, wiped away the tears overflowing from sleepiness under his black and blue eye circles, and stroked his hair casually, realizing that his hairline was so high On a lot.

He wiped his face, and a few pimples appeared on his handsome face.

noble:"……"

He and Ji Yichuan are at odds!

But the resentment and resentment in their hearts disappeared without a trace the moment Ji Yichuan appeared.

Ji Yichuan put his hands on Chen Putao's shoulders casually, looked down at Chen Putao with gentle eyes, "Tomorrow is the final exam, do you want me to help you draw the key points again?"

He stretched out his hand affectionately, and his fingertips brushed against Chen Putao's delicate and fair cheek.

"No need," Chen Putao grabbed the hand that had been bewitching all the time, and shook his head.

Recently, Ji Yichuan has almost no free time, so he almost stays with him all the time, tutoring himself to do the questions, "I feel pretty good about myself."

Ji Yichuan nodded, then turned to look at the other two present.

His eyes became indifferent in an instant.

"How are you studying?"

Cheng Zan and Gao Shang: "..."

This kind of feeling of being connected and incidental is so uncomfortable.

Ji Yichuan went around and glanced at Cheng Zan's exercise book on the table. He just glanced at it casually, and his expression began to look a little ugly.

He took a pencil from Chen Putao's desk, put one hand in his pocket, and circled several questions in succession.

"Wrong, rewrite."

Cheng Zan was taken aback, and hurriedly handed over the exercise book.

The treatment he received was different from Chen Putao's. Chen Putao didn't need to say a word at all, and Ji Yichuan would accommodate in every possible way and answer patiently.Looking at myself again, if it was a little later, Ji Yichuan might have forgotten about himself.

"Brother, how should I write these questions?"

Beside the window, Wang Zhong was like any class teacher, hiding under the window, turning his head from time to time to secretly observe the situation of the whole class.

He habitually looked towards the corner of the class, his eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.

He didn't know what happened to those people recently, especially Cheng Zan and Gao Shang, who were able to finish the whole Chinese class safely, and even after normal class, they could hold back their temper and shrink aside to write papers.

It just has a pitiful expression, as if being forced.

The last evening self-study before the final exam.

The red chalk writing on the blackboard has been changed to 0 by Wang Zhong.

In the first half hour of the start, Ji Yichuan, as usual, had a copybook neatly placed on the desktop, with strokes of strokes drawn in red.

Chen Putao was brushing the questions aside, and would occasionally look up at him, and when encountering a handwriting that he couldn't write well, Chen Putao would lower her voice and teach him stroke by stroke.

He taught meticulously, with patience in his eyes.

Sometimes Ji Yichuan would have bad intentions on purpose, pretending that he couldn't write well no matter what, and then innocently look at Chen Putao with the intentionally ugly words.

Chen Putao had no choice but to hold Ji Yichuan's right hand, his five fingers clasped tightly, touching his skin.

Once or twice is fine, but after more times, Chen Putao can see it, but he doesn't pierce it, just hooks Ji Yichuan's palm with a smile.

Tonight is the last night before the exam. Ji Yichuan didn't bother Chen Putao's plan to do the questions, nor did he intentionally act like a monster. He sat quietly and practiced his handwriting.

"Brother, I'm so nervous."

Ji Yichuan turned his head and glanced.

"What if I fail the exam?"

Gao Shang crumpled the test paper under his hands.

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows, put his right hand flat on his throat, and gestured expressionlessly.

Gao Shang cried.