Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Song Ye didn't expect to see an acquaintance. The group Meng Jia was facing was actually from a sports school. He was about to go up to help, but Pei Hanmo stopped him.

Pei Hanmo: "Wait a little longer."

After a short wait, Zhou Linqing, who was standing quietly by the side, suddenly moved. He raised his hand to look at the time, and said in a flat voice, "Let's go together, I have something else to do."

One sentence made the person on the other side ashamed and angry, and it really... went together.

Seeing Zhou Linqing's flowing movements, Song Ye couldn't help sighing that he was hiding something, as if he was sick, and he was more ruthless in fighting than him, the No. [-] middle school in Nancheng. Song Ye felt that he could step aside.

Meng Jia seemed to be dumbfounded, staring straight at Zhou Linqing's figure, and after he beat the persistent suitor to the ground, his heart beat wildly.

The suitor of the sports school was defeated by his love rival three times, felt very humiliated, got up silently and ran away in despair, not daring to say anything about pursuing Meng Jia again.

Zhou Linqing clapped his hands and turned around, met a pair of sparkling eyes unexpectedly, and two red clouds hung on his gorgeous face, only to hear Meng Jia ask delicately: "You are quite good at fighting, can you get to know me?"

Song Ye, who was standing in the shadows, felt that these words were very familiar.

Zhou Linqing's mood still didn't fluctuate when he saw the beautiful woman, and he said a few words lightly: "Zhou Linqing, Class [-], Grade [-]."

Meng Jia said in a second, "I'm Meng Jia from the art class, may I chase you?"

Song Ye secretly said: Sure enough...

The first time I met Meng Jia was a familiar conversation, but now I finally changed my target to chase, Song Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time sympathized with Zhou Linqing.

Who knows that people don't care at all.

Zhou Linqing: "Whatever you want."

Turn around and leave.

"He likes Meng Jia." Pei Hanmo said suddenly.

Song Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at Pei Hanmo in surprise. When he was about to refute, he remembered that the two knew each other. The news might be true, so he couldn't help laughing: "Then they are quite suitable."

Song Ye recalled Meng Jia's attitude towards him, saying that the suitor was actually more like a friend. In his previous life, he chose Meng Jia when he was married. Before the engagement, the two signed an agreement not to interfere with each other's life. At that time, Meng Jia It seems that there are people who like it but are not together, and Song Ye has a seemingly harmonious engagement banquet in order to cope with the marriage urging at home.

When Pei Hanmo suddenly appeared at the engagement banquet, Meng Jia began to tense up. Song Ye thought she was afraid of the legendary Patriarch Pei, and once thought that Meng Jia might like Pei Hanmo. Otherwise, why didn't Pei Hanmo resist when he humiliated him? Song Ye alone undertook this farce.

Now it seems that Pei Hanmo knows that his assistant likes Meng Jia, and he will definitely not attack Meng Jia again, and Meng Jia seems to like Zhou Tezhu. Since these two irrelevant people have no entanglement, what is Pei Hanmo doing? Want to grab a kiss?

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Ye wanted to ask him if he would help others snatch marriages in the future, "If Meng Jia and I..."

"Song Ye!"

Song Ye's words were interrupted, Meng Jia and the two saw them and were coming this way, "Song Ye! Why are you and Pei Xueshen here?"

Song Ye felt that she seemed more excited than the confession just now, and it must not be because of seeing them, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Meng Jia pointed to Zhou Linqing, "I came out of a friend's house, and when I was about to go back, I ran into him and those people."

Zhou Linqing explained: "I came to find Pei Hanmo and heard that those people wanted to block you."

It can't be seen that he is still a nosy person. Zhou Linqing is not only nosy, but also very good at learning. While talking, he took out several exercise books from his backpack and took the initiative to explain the purpose of finding Pei Hanmo, "There are several questions that I can't solve. Understood, tell me about it."

Pei Hanmo: "...It's very late."

Zhou Linqing glanced at Song Ye, and said sadly, "You haven't come to class this week, what are you busy with..."

Song Ye also looked at Pei Hanmo curiously, why didn't I hear him mention it?

Pei Hanmo avoided his gaze, took the exercise booklet, turned on the dim street light, and quickly browsed the questions, "I'll tell you two questions first, and save the rest for tomorrow."

A cold and concise voice sounded in the quiet alley, and Meng Jia pulled Song Ye aside and whispered.

"In the middle of the night, what do you want to do when you go to school at Shen's house?"

Song Ye: "...what do you think we can do."

Meng Jia had a deep meaning: "The two boys can do a lot of things, for example...hehe..."

"?"

Song Ye couldn't understand why she laughed as she spoke, and the smile was a little lewd.

He glanced at Pei Hanmo who was still talking about the topic, and there was no danger now, so he said to Meng Jia, "I'll take you back."

Meng Jia, who was full of happiness, was stunned, "No, what are you sending me for?"

The god of learning must not kill me...

Meng Jia reflexively looked at Pei Hanmo, and as expected, she received a death sight, and couldn't help shaking.

Song Ye didn't notice it, "It's not safe for you to walk at night as a girl."

Meng Jia was anxious, "I, I can call home and ask my brother to pick me up!"

Song Ye thought for a while and thought it was okay, "Then I will wait with you."

"!!"

This bloody gentlemanly demeanor is so out of place!

"Okay, it's time for you to go back." Pei Hanmo threw back the exercise booklet, and ordered Zhou Linqing, who was still swimming in the ocean of knowledge, to evict her, "Take her out by the way."

Tool man Zhou Linqing: "..."

Meng Jia, the big light bulb: "..."

"Song Ye, come here." Pei Hanmo was shrouded in the moonlight, shining brightly, and Song Ye unconsciously walked towards him.

Pei Hanmo's expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were extremely gentle. He looked at Song Ye for a moment, as if looking at a treasure he loved. He naturally raised his hand and pressed Song Ye's raised hair, speaking in a very familiar tone. He asked, "Has Uncle Zhang arrived?"

Everything was so natural that Song Ye didn't dodge, but obediently replied: "I arrived 10 minutes ago, I can deliver first—"

"They are not on the way." Pei Hanmo interrupted him, and looked at the two light bulbs that were in the way with threatening eyes.

Meng Jia quickly agreed: "That's right, it's not on the way, Zhou Linqing, are you right?"

Zhou Linqing nodded expressionlessly, "Yes, I will drop by with her."

Seeing this, Song Ye reassured: "Then you can send her back."

Still the same as last time, Pei Hanmo sent Song Ye to the alley again. Song Ye was worried that the people from the sports school would kill him, so he worriedly told him: "Call me if you encounter a situation, don't bear it by yourself."

Seeing his serious appearance, Pei Hanmo felt as if he had been gently scratched by a feather in his heart, and couldn't help seeking more benefits for himself.

"But you didn't reply to my message."

He was talking about the message he sent in the early morning last time. Song Ye was speechless for a while, but seeing Pei Hanmo's aggrieved appearance, he couldn't help but think a little too much. Maybe he really asked him for help when he encountered something difficult to solve?

Song Ye said: "Who told you to post it so late... I can only see it in the morning after I fell asleep."

Pei Hanmo: "It's fine in the morning, too."

"……Fine."

Anyway, it's not a difficult task. Responding to friends' messages is very common.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Pei Hanmo's message followed.

[Pei: Are you home? ]

[It's your grandpa: um]

[Pei: go take a shower]

[It's your grandpa: ... Got it]

When Song Ye came out of the shower, he found that there was still an unread message.

[Pei: good night]

Pei Hanmo was a little strange tonight, his usual indifference was gone, and he was chattering like an old woman. Song Ye didn't really want to reply, but thinking of what he had promised, he replied with a full stop to indicate that he had read it.

Pei Hanmo replied quickly.

[Pei: Go to bed early]

"..."

Early on Saturday morning, Young Master Song actually saw his younger brother who had never studied taking the initiative to write papers. For a moment, he suspected that he had been working overtime so much that he was out of his mind.

Of course Song Ye didn't want to study, and even wanted to ask the bookstore owner to refund the money when he got these papers, but Pei Hanmo said that he stayed up all night to sort out these papers, and if he didn't write them, it would be a waste of his time.

Song Ye thought of the message he received at two o'clock in the morning, and Pei Hanmo sent a sentence early in the morning like a chat [I sorted out the key question type "dark circles" of the second year of high school for you last night]

Song Ye stared at the villain with dark circles behind him for a few minutes, and finally got up and sat in front of the desk silently, and then it was the scene that Young Master Song saw.

"Is it because you don't have enough money recently?" Young Master Song came to this conclusion after thinking for a long time.

Song Ye felt that he had been insulted, "...can't I just try my best?"

"Is that stimulated?" Song Dashao saw that his expression was calm, and he didn't look like he was hit, so he continued to speculate: "Puppy love? I read on the forum that falling in love makes people move forward, and work hard to get into a prestigious school with your lover..."

Song Ye couldn't take it anymore and kicked him out, "You're right, I'm short of money, please credit me to the account for my hard work."

fall in love?

Who can he fall in love with.

Pei Hanmo?

Laugh to death.

Song Ye soon found out that there was a sum of money in his account. Young Master Song felt sorry for his hard work and went to buy the latest game console, hoping that he could combine work and rest.After Song Ye completed the two test papers and took them to Pei Hanmo, he put down his pen as if he had completed the task, and called his friends over to play together.

Zhao Jingming went straight to the game console as soon as he entered the door, "Damn it, it's the latest model! Brother Ye, you have a fairy brother!"

Song Ye looked at the book Ji Shaoyu was holding in wonder, "You are asked to play games, not to study."

Ji Shaoyu: "It's not studying. There are a few questions that I can't understand."

As he spoke, he opened the exercises and pointed them to Song Ye.

Song Ye was shocked: "Are you asking me?"

You can't do it when you are the second in grade, but he can do it when he is the last one in the grade?

"..." Ji Shaoyu's mouth twitched, "I mean, help me to ask Pei Hanmo."

Song Ye made an oolong, a little embarrassed, "You are in the same class, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to ask yourself."

"I don't know him well."

Zhao Jingming, who was tinkering with the game console, saw the needles: "Brother Ye, you and the god of learning are the closest to the whole school."

Ji Shaoyu: "The brotherhood is touching."

Zhao Jingming once again suspected that Ji Shaoyu had an account in the cp group.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for your comments, because the review time is too long, and the typos will be revised together after the completion, looking forward to more comments~Are you~