I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

The only thing that made Wen Yu happy these days was that after the math competition, the hostility she could detect in the class was much less.

At first she didn't know why, until Zhang Youyuan showed her a post one day later.

The title is very eye-catching, the host is also anonymous, the main building has posted the score sheet of the competition class, and a link is attached below, click on it to see a video.

The first half of the video is a clip of a boy standing sneakily on a stool and touching the camera. The angle of the second half is switched to the podium. The angle of view should be the scene recorded by the camera provided by Wen Yu——Wang Xing self-directed Ziyan threw a note to her and reported loudly.

After watching the video, I went back to look at the rankings on the score sheet. No.1 Song Qiulin was next to Wen Yu's name.

For the competition, if you can, you will, and if you don’t, you won’t. Moreover, most of the test papers this time are filled in the blanks and multiple choices, reducing the probability of blindness and step-by-step scores.

'This isn't a public slap in the face of the landlord next door. Just after talking about cheating in the monthly exam over there, here is a clarification video. '

'It's just now, there is no mosaic, this is the king of the competition class, he is usually good at bragging, he looks down on cheaters one by one, but he still does this kind of sneaky thing. '

'One thing to say, I admire this score. '

Wen Yu could guess who it was, she had only given Song Qiulin the backup video, and she had asked for it from her after she found out about Wang Xing.

Since his attitude was so aboveboard, he was not afraid of her asking, Wen Yu pursed his lips, and turned his head to look at Song Qiulin.

But why did she post this anonymously without telling herself.

Originally, the hammer in this video was ruthless enough, but the main building even used bold fonts to bring a concise and powerful question——Wang Xing, do you want to be ashamed?

Wen Yu tapped his fingers on the table, unexpectedly, such a serious person would suddenly have such a bad taste.

You ask Wang Xing how shameless, isn't that nonsense, he just wants it himself, and now he can't keep it anymore.

Think about how a person with such a high self-esteem must feel because this kind of thing has become an after-dinner conversation among school students.

"Can you take a seat in the cafeteria at noon?" Wen Yu asked Song Qiulin, and kept his eyes on her while waiting for her answer.

Song Qiulin didn't look up, turned the page of the book while pinching the book with the long white fingers of his left hand, and said lightly, "No, I'll eat at the convenience store for lunch."

Wen Yu curled his lips in boredom. It may be that the pressure of the final exam is the same for everyone. Even Song Qiulin, who has been ranked among the best for a long time, can't avoid it. He is so busy these days that he doesn't even have time to eat. At the time before the lights in the dormitory were turned off, there was no chance to speak.

If it wasn't for herself who was bitten on the neck that day, she would have wondered if she had offended Song Qiulin or something, and she was hiding in this way.

……

The lights in the dormitory are turned off early, and when the homework is not finished, they can only set up a small lamp and hide on the bed to watch. The auntie of the dormitory knows that these students are preparing for the exam, and when she finds out, she turns a blind eye and closes one eye. name.

Wen Yu carried the finished test book onto the bed, adjusted the position of the desk lamp, and then lay down and covered her head with the quilt. She opened the pen cap and glanced at the person on the opposite bed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Song Qiulin has talked less these days, and the inhuman alienation from before came out of nowhere.

Obviously at the beginning, Wen Yu felt embarrassed and wanted to avoid her, but in the end, she wanted to ask Song Qiulin about the second personality, but she was afraid to speak up.

Song Qiulin's bed was in the corner, and there was a wall to cover her, so she was not afraid of being checked by the supervisor, so compared to Wen Yu's frightened review posture, she was much more relaxed. She sat directly with her back against the wall and read with a book in her hand. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that With Wen Yu's hesitant expression, she glanced over, raised her eyebrows slightly, and made a questioning expression.

Wen Yu was startled, and quickly shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and then he really bowed his head to sort out the test booklet.

"Hey, you three are still learning, so I can't sleep well, and I always feel flustered." Zhang Youyuan just came out of the toilet in the dark and washed up. When he saw his roommate buried in a book with a desk lamp in his hand, he couldn't help complaining.

Tang Yi stretched out his hand to adjust the brightness of the light, "Then I'll hang up the blackout curtain, so as not to affect you."

"I'm a night owl who goes to bed later than you." Zhang Youyuan wiped his nose, "I just think you're so hard-working, it seems like I'm a good-for-nothing."

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, "Then shall I lend you a lamp?"

Zhang Youyuan quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, just let me be a waste, I can accept the consequences of my laziness."

Tang Yi shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

Zhang Youyuan looked at the mess, but still knew the seriousness. The kung fu of holding Buddha's feet temporarily is amazing, otherwise, she would not have been stuck at the end of a crane and never fell. Zhang Youyuan was stuck because her goal was that, and She studied so hard because she couldn't afford to lose.

"Okay, look, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhang Youyuan climbed onto the bed, and Song Qiulin, who was sleeping across from her, also turned off the light not long after, untied his tied hair and lay down, as if he was also ready to sleep.

Wen Yu pondered to solve the problem. When he noticed Song Qiulin lying down, he couldn't help but raised his chin and glanced at the opposite side.

The climate in the south is humid and there are many mosquitoes. Even in winter, Tang Yi and Zhang Youyuan still hang mosquito nets. One is to prevent insects, and the other is to feel more secure when sleeping at night.

Wen Yu originally wanted to hang up too, but hanging up the mosquito net will cut off the ambiguous boundary between her and Song Qiulin. Like now, when she looks up, she can see the peaceful sleeping face of the other party, and she can touch him just by reaching out... Thinking of this, I feel that the sense of safety brought by the mosquito net is not so important.

Song Qiulin didn't know if he had eyes on his forehead, and he could find Wen Yu looking at him even when he closed his eyes. When Wen Yu was staring at her face and thinking about something, he suddenly opened his eyelids, and his clear eyes met Wen Yu's flustered ones .

Wen Yu rubbed himself into the quilt, and then Song Qiulin's cell phone received a message.

Wen Yu: My mother asked me to tell you about

Song Qiulin frowned and typed.

Song Qiulin: What's the matter?

Wen Yu: I asked you if you are free on weekends, are you at home, if you are free, she would like to ask you out

Song Qiulin: Yes

Wen Yu: Why don't you ask what's going on?

Song Qiulin raised his lips.

Song Qiulin: Look back at the last two, didn't I ask?

Wen Yu: ...

Wen Yu: She wants to take Jiang Jiang to your house for a blind date!

Song Qiulin snapped her fingers, and the softness in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She didn't notice it before, but she didn't know that this arrangement would come so soon, even before the end of this semester. Such urgency seemed a little weird.

Wen Yu: I thought you had talked to your mother before, why did she come to ask my mother out again? You are only a sophomore in high school, so you haven't reached the legal age of marriage yet.

Song Qiulin: It should only be a meeting

Wen Yu didn't think that Song Qiulin could have anything to do with Jiang Jiang. After all, he was not very happy with what she said about Jiang Jiang. He just reluctantly agreed to meet once for Wen Liu's sake. She just felt that this feeling was very uncomfortable. Weird, there is a kind of irritability that one's own things are about to be taken away.

Song Qiulin comforted Wen Yu, but in fact he had no idea, so he turned around and clicked on Song Zhou's dialog box.

Song Qiulin: Do you know that they arranged for me to meet Jiang Jiang on weekends?

Song Zhou: Do you think I was not arranged? He thinks that one daughter is not selling fast enough, so he wants to sell a pair together.

Song Qiulin: I won't go

Song Zhou: Go, I'll be with you

Song Qiulin:?

Song Zhou: Go back to the showdown, Chen Rui has already settled the matter

Chen Rui is the person Song Zhou entrusted to manage OM. She used to be a college classmate with excellent ability and stability. The most important thing is that Song Zhou can completely trust him, because Song Zhou has been kind to Chen Rui and has this layer of moral shackles. Don't worry about his white-eyed wolf stabbing her in the back, because of this, Song Zhou can trust him to handle important things.

The so-called thing was actually a plan of Song Zhou's. The starting point of this plan could even be traced back more than ten years ago, when Song Qiulin was still young, their mother had just passed away, and Song's father had just remarried.

Song Zhou endured this period of dormancy, and every time he felt that he couldn't hold on, he would imagine the panic and anger that might appear on his father's face at the moment of the showdown, and use this method to continue his desire and motivation for revenge.

Song Qiulin didn't know all of her plans, but Song Zhou had already made it obvious that he went abroad to develop, and happened to agree to come back to take over when the Song family started to decline. She took it out from that family, and gave her a lot of shares. On the surface, she agreed to sell OM, but she just asked Chen Rui to take care of it.

Song Qiulin turned off the screen and stuck his head out of the quilt, took a breath of fresh air, and turned his head to look at the rolled-up human-shaped protrusion on the opposite bed, with the corners of his mouth raised into a smile.

Song Zhou said that there was going to be a showdown. In Song Qiulin's eyes, these two words were equivalent to lifting the ban, which meant that she could finally escape from the cage called "family".

She was already looking forward to the weekend meeting.

Because of the meeting between the two families, Wen Yu's rare and quiet weekend was completely disrupted. Early in the morning, Wen Liu ran up and down, not knowing what he was packing.

She struggled for a while on the bed with her head covered, and finally couldn't stand the noise anymore, and rushed downstairs in her pajamas.

Downstairs, Jiang Jiang had a bitter expression on his face. He was covered in a slim suit, and his slender legs were hidden in the straight trousers, making him look very good.

Wen Yu didn't think that this sand sculpture brother was worthy of the girls' liking, but now that he rarely dressed up, Wen Yu realized it.

Jiang Jiang has a good family background and has no shortcomings in all aspects. As long as he is not in front of people he is too familiar with, he is still decent. In addition to his good-looking face, he looks... seems like a good blind date.

Song Qiulin wouldn't really agree with him if there was something wrong with him.