don't kill me

The class that was quite noisy just now became quiet in an instant.

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Chu Feng with a half-smile, and there seemed to be a little helplessness in his eyes.

Chu Feng sat on the ground and looked up at Qiao Ye. He was stunned for a long time before he realized something.Just now... It seems that his reaction was indeed too big.

The fact that he fell to the ground really had nothing to do with Qiao Ye.

There is one thing to say, the blame on Qiao Ye's body is really unlucky and wronged.

"New tablemate." Although Qiao Ye stood up from his seat, he didn't move immediately, but pointed towards Chu Feng as if pointing something, probably thinking it was quite funny, and there was a little smile in his voice: "Don't give an explanation?"

"I……"

Chu Feng's face was almost blushing, and he instinctively stretched out his hands to cover his face.

It's really embarrassing.

He felt that he and Qiao Ye must have a disagreement, otherwise how could he have died so many times on this person within two days of knowing each other?

Zhao Qiushi came down from the podium and helped Chu Feng up, while glaring at Qiao Ye beside him, he said, "Why are you still standing there, you want me to invite you out."

Qiao Ye shrugged helplessly. With Chu Feng blushing so much that he was about to bleed, it was probably a daydream to want the other party to prove his innocence. He nodded resignedly, but just as he was about to go to the classroom When walking outside——

"No... not really."

"I accidentally fell down."

Although Chu Feng hates Qiao Ye, he has always been a very principled person.Although it is difficult to speak, this kind of communication is still necessary.

Qiao Ye paused slightly, and looked at Chu Feng in surprise.

I saw Chu Feng lowering his head halfway. Although he couldn't see the expression on the other person's face clearly, Qiao Ye could guess that his little deskmate must still be blushing at this moment, with an aggrieved expression on his face. Qu, looking flustered.

Qiao Ye was really surprised that Chu Feng was so shy that he would actually defend him.

But then again...

Chu Feng's expression at the moment was really not convincing, as if he was being threatened. If he was Zhao Qiushi, he definitely wouldn't believe it.

Of course Zhao Qiushi didn't believe it, and even looked at Qiao Ye with undisguised suspicion.

"Really?" Zhao Qiushi looked at Chu Feng and asked softly, "You don't have to be afraid of this kid."

Chu Feng was on the verge of crying, and now he only hoped that this morning reading class, which was full of unknowns for him, could pass quickly: "It's true, teacher, it's really me who accidentally fell down, and it has nothing to do with him. "

Hearing this, Zhao Qiushi took a deep look at Chu Feng, and saw that the latter did not seem to be lying.

And although Qiao Ye is usually mischievous, he has never bullied his classmates before. After a while, he finally seemed to be reluctant to believe it.

He waved his hand and said, "All right, you all sit down first."

Saying that, Wan Zun seemed to glance at Qiao Ye, and said in a distasteful tone: "It's true, I don't know how to pull it up in time when my deskmate falls down, why is he so big, he doesn't react at all. timely."

Qiao Ye sincerely admitted his mistake, and looked at Chu Feng from the corner of his eye: "Yes, it was my fault, I will definitely take a good look at Gu Chufeng from now on."

After hearing this, Zhao Qiushi withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.

Chu Feng: "..."

For some reason, he always felt that Qiao Ye's words were full of malice.

This man is horrible.

After the two sat down again, Zhao Qiushi returned to the podium.

Qiao Ye, on the other hand, leaned on Chu Feng's body as if he had no bones, his voice was very low, and he smiled teasingly: "Little deskmate, you still have a little conscience."

Chu Feng froze all over. Even through a thick layer of clothes, he seemed to be able to feel the heat transmitted from Qiao Ye's body, and almost instinctively shrank to the side.

Zhao Qiushi on the podium has now reached the conclusion stage, and said loudly: "The situation is like this. In the next year or so, student Chu Feng will be transferred to our class as a cultural student. If there is any need for help, Please also help me enthusiastically.”

While speaking, he put a stack of new textbooks on the podium on Chu Feng's desk, and said with a smile: "From now on, you will be a member of our Grade 8 ([-]) class."

As soon as the words fell, there was another burst of strong applause in the class.However, as the protagonist, Chu Feng, he just felt in a daze that the people in the north are so enthusiastic, and the lung capacity of the sports students is really good.

After that, Zhao Qiushi didn't stay in the class during the morning reading, barely ignoring the sights from all directions from time to time, which was not too difficult.

Chu Feng also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He felt that the energy he had accumulated from last night until now was about to be exhausted after just a few 10 minutes of morning reading.

Fortunately, in the few classes after the morning, the teachers of each subject only asked about his name, and did not ask him to introduce himself, but directly entered the class, which made Chu Feng feel extremely fortunate.

The last class in the morning is physical education.

Chu Feng had just started his first day of class, and he hadn't had time to know the schedule of Class 10. He just put away his English textbooks and planned to lie down on the table for a while during the [-] minutes between classes.

"What are you doing?"

Qiao Ye randomly stuffed the things on the table into the belly of the table. Seeing Chu Feng lying limply on the table, he was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Chu Feng shook his head, although he was a little confused, he still said, "No."

Qiao Ye: "Then what are you doing lying on your stomach?"

Chu Feng: "..."

He buried his head in the crook of his arm, as if refusing to communicate.

At the same time, I couldn't help sighing in my heart, this person really has a lot of problems, wouldn't it be okay to lie on the table for a while when I'm tired?

Seeing that Chu Feng didn't speak, Qiao Ye took out his jersey from his schoolbag and said, "You've been sitting all morning, why don't you get up and move around?"

Chu Feng moved his lips, just about to say something, but suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the side, and he didn't know what Qiao Ye was doing, and his voice became a little muffled during this period.

Chu Feng was a little curious. He subconsciously peeked out one eye from the crook of his arm and looked towards Qiao Ye. However, the next second, after seeing clearly what Qiao Ye was doing, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Why is this man taking off his clothes again!

Forget it in the dormitory, but take it off in class!

Simply indecent!

At that time, Qiao Ye had just changed into his jersey. He fiddled with his hair and was about to say something, but when he saw Chu Feng looking at him with a shocked face from the corner of his eye, he was very puzzled for a moment. The movement also paused briefly, and he asked strangely, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"You, you, you..." Chu Feng was so astonished. After all, he had never seen such a person in the past ten years, so that he subconsciously said what was in his heart: "Why are you here?" The class is still undressing!"

There seemed to be a little bit of panic in the astonishment of the tone.

Qiao Ye was puzzled by what Chu Feng said.

Especially the way the other party looked at him was extremely complicated, as if he felt that he was not taking off his clothes, but doing something extremely unacceptable.

But he really just took off his clothes.

How do you change your jersey without taking off your clothes? ? ?

Even for a moment, Qiao Ye had an illusion - he felt that in Chu Feng's eyes, he was probably no different from a pervert.

"No..." Qiao Ye was puzzled, and instinctively wanted to defend himself. He pointed to his side: "I'm not alone, everyone is taking off."

After hearing these words, Chu Feng once again caused an uproar in his heart.

After being silent for half a second, Chu Feng looked around stiffly and slowly, his pupils constricted suddenly——

Sure enough, just like what Qiao Ye said, at this moment, everyone in the class is... undressing...

For a moment, Chu Feng pondered in shock. He couldn't restrain himself from thinking, could it be that undressing in class is a unique custom of Class Eight?

Then, as a member of the eighth class, wouldn't he also want to do as the Romans do?

omg...

Is it too late for him to transfer to another school now?

Seeing that Chu Feng's face began to turn red again visible to the naked eye, Qiao Ye finally realized something later, he let out a laugh, bent down, rubbed Chu Feng's head, and said: "What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Ye pointed to the door while talking: "The door and the curtains are closed, and our class is full of boys, what's wrong with taking off your clothes in class?"

It's nothing, but...

What Qiao Ye said was too natural, Chu Feng was a little confused for a while, and didn't know how to refute it.

After a long while, Chu Feng blinked his eyes. He suppressed his shocking heartbeat and said slowly, "Then...do I want to take it off too?"

Qiao Ye sat on the table next to Chu Feng and asked, "What do you wear when you take it off?"

Chu Feng opened his mouth: "That's right... what should I wear?"

Chu Feng was so bewildered, he looked at Qiao Ye in a daze, and a bunch of dull hair was curled up because he didn't tidy it up.

Qiao Ye couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out a hand to his forehead, and laughed loudly.

Seeing that he laughed so hard, Chu Feng's expression became even more bewildered for a moment.

"Okay, Brother Ye, can you stop teasing me?" Wu Xiangyang also walked over after changing his clothes, still holding a basketball in his hand, and said to Chu Feng: "The next class is physical education, let's go back and play!" basketball."

After the words fell, another boy wearing the NO.15 uniform also approached from behind and said, "Does the school belle know how to play basketball? Let's join together later?"

Surrounded by such people suddenly, Chu Feng felt extremely unnatural. His pupils shrank slightly, but after hearing what the other person said, he subconsciously asked in confusion, "School beauty?"

"Yes, school belle."

"Don't you know yet?"

As he said that, the NO.15 boy took out his mobile phone, as if he was looking for something, poked his finger on the screen a few times, then handed it to Chu Feng, and said, "Here, because of your arrival, our school The school belle ranking has started again. This is the school belle selection just released, and you have more than 200 votes more than the previous school belle, and you have firmly occupied the school belle throne."

Chu Feng glanced at the screen subconsciously.

The screen of the mobile phone showed the voting page of No. [-] Middle School Post Bar, and there was a post under the vote, with a title that was quite indescribable - "In one night, the name of No. [-] Middle School beauty has been rewritten!" "

In line with the modern people's principle of pursuing the truth with pictures, several photos of him are attached below the text.

Chu Feng's scalp tingled with embarrassment when he glanced at it with a single eye.

In those photos, there were those of him holding a rose and following Zhao Qiushi, some of him surrounded by Qiao Ye and others in the playground, and some of him queuing up to buy breakfast in the cafeteria.

Someone beside him sighed: "I never thought that I would leave the country on the forum one day."

"Hahaha, have you seen the number one hot comment below?" NO.15 seemed to have discovered something else below, and laughed until he pounded the table: "There used to be a pure and beautiful woman, the white rose Lu Ruping, and now I was born in my freshman year, flirtatious and passionate." Red Rose Chu Feng!"

Qiao Ye also laughed when he heard the words: "Fuck, who is so talented?"

Wu Xiangyang also took out his mobile phone: "Let me take a look, hey? Isn't this Liu Yueya's ID?!"

NO.15: "Haha, Sister Liu's attitude is typical. There is something wrong with this school belle's throne. Are you not in a hurry?"

Wu Xiangyang: "Someone made the same remarks as you. Liu Yueya said that she would rather take the second place. She has completely become Chu Feng's face dog hahaha, and she even said that she would transfer to our class hahaha!!"

Chu Feng couldn't believe it. He looked left and right, and amidst everyone's laughter, he slowly expressed his doubts: "School... school beauty?"

"That's right." Qiao Ye's eyes fell on Chu Feng, and he asked narrowly, "Are you surprised or not?"

Chu Feng: "..."

"Now our class is a complete highlight." Someone beside him sighed: "The school flowers and school grass are all in our class. They are all working together and have a face."

Chu Feng was still in a state of bewilderment and couldn't come out, subconsciously asked: "School grass, who is it?"

"Cough cough." Qiao Ye coughed twice, pretending not to care, stretched out his hand and brushed off his collar, with frivolous brows and eyes, he said calmly, "No talent, I'm here."

Chu Feng's expression became complicated again for a moment.

He was a little confused.

Why can't he be a school grass when this person is a school grass?

Although Qiao Ye didn't know what was in Chu Feng's mind, he keenly grasped the complexity of his expression, and immediately leaned over to Chu Feng's side, "What kind of expression do you have, don't I look like it?"

Chu Feng shrank back a little subconsciously, and shook his head instinctively.

Qiao Ye Meifeng twitched slightly: "It's not like?"

After Chu Feng shook his head just now, he also realized that he didn't mean that, and shaking his head was really following the meaning of Qiao Ye's words out of habit.

"No..." Chu Feng explained in a low voice, "I didn't mean that."

Chu Feng's face was small and delicate, and his facial features were so ostentatiously beautiful.

Moreover, he is also fair, so when his face turns red, his whole body is completely white, and he looks cute and attractive when he is flushed red.

Qiao Ye looked at Chu Feng like this from a close distance, and his usual bad taste came out inappropriately. He moved closer to Chu Feng, twirled his fingertips, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Chu Feng is really not used to being in the crowd. In order to avoid unnecessary communication, he even seldom goes out during holidays.Even if he had to go out as a last resort, he would rather take a detour and avoid the passages with large crowds.

But this time, he was surrounded by so many people, and all of them were so tall, the feeling of oppression was even stronger.

Chu Feng was already extremely nervous, but this Qiao Ye was still pressing him here.

Chu Feng was afraid and embarrassed, he instinctively wanted to escape from this place, but Qiao Ye seemed to have seen his intention, and suddenly put his leg on the table behind, perfectly blocking Chu Feng's way.

Chu Feng felt that at this moment, he was very much like a poor student who was surrounded by school bullies in the novel.

Very flustered and helpless.

"Huh?" Qiao Ye lightly tapped his knee a few times with his fingers, then propped his head to look sideways at Chu Feng, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

At that moment, Chu Feng couldn't tell what kind of brain circuit he was in. As soon as Qiao Ye finished speaking, he subconsciously said, "Match!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Qiao Ye was stunned for a while, and after a while, he slowly expressed his doubts: "I don't care about you, why are you poohing me?"

Chu Feng was also stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that the other party had misunderstood his meaning. His face suddenly flushed, and he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, I'm not pooh-poohing you, I mean match."

Qiao Ye: "Huh?"

Chu Feng was on the verge of going crazy, and even wanted to cry without tears: "I mean match, school grass, you deserve it."

Qiao Ye let out a muffled laugh when he heard the words, and then couldn't hold it in anymore, his chest heaved slightly because of the laughter, and the laughter seemed to be joyful to the bone.

While laughing, he stretched out his hand to rub Chu Feng's head while itching: "You are too cute."

Chu Feng opened his mouth, and in the embarrassment that almost collapsed, he actually felt a little bit of lovelessness.

He even nodded in agreement,

Yes,

Let me die of cuteness.