After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

Not long after the trip to the amusement park ended, Fu Shiyan officially returned to school for class, and even caught up with the first monthly exam by the way.

And the first thing Fu Shiyan did after finishing the monthly exam was to happily pack up his things and move to the seat next to Zhong Xun, beating gongs and drums.

"It turns out that the deputy monitor prepared such a big surprise as my back-to-school gift."

Although Fu Shiyan learned the news in advance through strict/punishment/force/question/Luo Qingyuan, when he actually saw Zhong Xun silently helping him, the joy in his heart almost burst out.

Zhong Xun tried his best to avoid the scorching gaze of the puppy shaking its head, "The purpose of changing seats is to help you study, not to give you time to think about those random... superfluous things."

The last time the teaching director called him and Luo Qingyuan to the office to seek the opinions of the two people, and asked who would be willing to be at the same table with Fu Shiyan to help tutor him in the cultural classes that he had fallen behind, Zhong Xun made a decision almost without hesitation. I already had the idea of ​​trying my best to respond to Fu Shiyan, so there was no reason to be entangled in this kind of matter.

"What are the messy things?"

Fu Shiyan quickly guessed the continuation of his hesitation, and the smile that could not be hidden on his face became brighter again.

"Like chatting in class, passing notes."

Zhong Xun thought about it seriously for a while, and it was obvious that he was an obedient student who never knew how to write the word Moyu. irrelevant to the content."

"receive."

As if he was afraid of missing any details in his words, Fu Shiyan listened very carefully.

"..."

Fu Shiyan's attitude made Zhong Xun a little at a loss, he coughed lightly to conceal it, and sped up the movements of his hands.

"Brother Zhong, do you really want to be at the same table with this kid?"

Zhu Zhouyang, who had been stunned by the side for a long time, finally reacted to the scene in front of him. After the dean announced the explosive/sexual/information, and his brother Zhong knew it in advance Zhu Zhou Yang didn't know what kind of mood he should use to face this established fact with the attitude of accepting it like accommodating.

"This classmate,"

There was a hint of confusion in Fu Shiyan's amber pupils, and he tilted his head cutely, "We're only meeting for the third time today, right? Is it because I didn't do well before? Displeased you?"

"If there is, I apologize to you and hope you can forgive me. After all, I also want to be friends with the good friend of the deputy monitor."

???

What is this all about?

Fu Shiyan's words seemed to be revealing his true feelings, half of which was that the more he tasted, the more something was wrong. The man obviously had an extremely sincere apology, but Zhu Zhouyang just sniffed a wisp of it that he accidentally got while surfing the Internet. The taste of the tea gas speaks in the tea.

However, no one present except him noticed this. In fact, the onlookers, who were pretending to have nothing to do with themselves, were envious and jealous when they saw Fu Shiyan's aggrieved and low profile. I don’t know where the weights on the balance have gone. Zhu Zhouyang subconsciously wanted to cast his gaze for help/sex/on the silent Zhong Xun, but found that he had already handed him the so-called eye signal .

...How come even his brother Zhong was /enchanted/bewitched/bewitched! ! !how so! ! !

Zhu Zhouyang smashed all his teeth and stuffed them back into his stomach in grief and indignation. After stumbling for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out the words, "That... that depends on your next performance."

Hearing Zhu Zhouyang's reluctant response, Fu Shiyan seemed to smile more happily.

"...Okay, your things are almost packed."

He couldn't just let him bully his lovely silly child, Zhong Xun brought back the topic of the scene.

"Sorry, we're all talking on our own."

Fu Shiyan sent an invitation to Zhu Zhouyang that seemed to symbolize the end of the past, "If you don't mind, how about having a meal together at noon?"

"Who wants to..."

——Who wants to eat with someone like you?

Even if he was as bold as Zhu Zhou Yang, he didn't dare to speak out the truth in his heart at this moment, so he could only swallow back what he hadn't said.

Heis the cosmos, I can't stay in this cold classroom for a second.

Looking at Zhu Zhouyang, who at first wished to have his tail up to the sky, but now seemed to be holding a mouthful of bitter melon, Fu Shiyan whispered to Zhong Xun maliciously, "Is he afraid that the deputy squad leader will be snatched away by me?"

"..."

Zhong Xun casually rolled up a textbook piled on the top of the desk, and tapped him lightly on the head, "The more you talk, the less serious you become. Didn't you just remind you not to think too much about those messy things?"

"Eh? This is not something that can be classified into this category!"

Unexpectedly, Fu Shiyan's attitude towards this matter was extremely firm, and there was a bit of resentment in his tone, "He has nothing to be afraid of. I still envy him for being able to monopolize the deputy squad leader since a long time ago."

His whispered bb, which was more close to talking to himself, fell clearly in Zhong Xun's ears, and suddenly changed its flavor.

... the former Zhong Xun?

Although Zhong Xun only showed momentary hesitation on this topic, Fu Shiyan captured his subtle emotional changes very sensitively, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Did I mention something that shouldn't be said?" of?"

"It's okay, it's not your problem."

Fu Shiyan wanted to ask something else, but the class bell rang at this moment, and the dean followed the bell at the end and walked in with textbooks and a stack of homework.

Seeing Zhong Xun's attitude of refusing to continue talking with him on this topic, Fu Shiyan couldn't keep asking.

The teaching director was eloquently commenting on the homework this time on the podium, while Fu Shiyan quietly glanced at Zhong Xun's profile while listening to the class, thinking about which sentence just stepped on his minefield.

Just as he was lost in thought, the person close at hand quickly tore off a post-it note, quickly wrote something on it, and handed it to Fu Shiyan's desk along with a notebook.

Fu Shiyan lowered his head slightly, looking at the note pasted on the notebook.

——Listen to the class carefully, and here are some of the notes I compiled for you, you can try it out first.

Who said just now that passing notes in class is a mess?

Fu Shiyan's brows and eyes could not help but bend.

Only he can do this clumsy way of coaxing people.

The author has something to say: It was only after writing this that I realized that this was actually a campus article, as if the plot of the campus article is far away [No]

Amen, the school is about to return to school, I beg you all to nurse me day students can go to school, Amen, if it is finally achieved, I will come back and send a red envelope to each of the children who accompany me to nurse with this chapter comment, Amen.