Black Lotus attacked me as his wife[Transmigration Book]

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue!"

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the little attendant whom I had seen at the birthday party before rushed over anxiously, almost hitting the back of the wheelchair with a fleshy face.

Pei Siyue had just woken up from a chemistry class, he was a little out of bed, turned his head and gave the little follower a cold look.

The little follower said weakly: "I'm sorry Brother Yue, did I wake you up?"

Pei Si was already a social animal before transmigrating into the book, and it has been five or six years since the peak of knowledge in the third year of high school, so at this moment, he doesn't even know what electrolyte is, how can he understand a section of high school with huge capacity What about the chemistry review class?

So he fell asleep peacefully.

Pei Siyue stretched his neck, turned his head and glanced at the other end of the classroom.

After Jiang Jingci married into Pei's family, he changed schools. He and Pei Siyue were in Class [-] and [-] of high school. Because of the special relationship between the two, the students in the class were basically divided into two groups—one wave fell in love with Pei Siyue. Jiang Jingci was isolated under the family's money and power, and the first wave was Jiang Jingci's Yan Gou.

It's dinner time now, and the isolated party has gone to the restaurant to eat. There are only a few hungry girls left in the class, sitting in a small group and whispering something, and occasionally glance at Jiang Jingci furtively.

Feeling a little hungry, Pei Siyue operated the wheelchair to go to the restaurant, but found that Jiang Jingci was still reading with his head motionless.

What's the matter, is Xueba's life extended by books?

The little follower also noticed Pei Siyue's gaze, and said wittily, "What's the matter, Brother Yue? Is Jiang Jingci's reading in your eyes? It's easy to handle. I'll throw his schoolbag downstairs! Let him pack it again. Straight A student!"

The corner of Pei Siyue's mouth twitched, thinking that I didn't mean that.

The little follower saw that Pei Siyue was still cold-faced, and he wanted to engage in school bullying when he raised his neck, but Pei Siyue slapped him down.

"Why are you talking so much?" Pei Siyue took the lead, sliding the wheelchair and walking outside the class, "Go to the restaurant."

The little follower was waiting to watch the excitement, but now he could only follow the wheelchair in despair.

No wonder Xie Anling would allow Second Young Master Pei to have his lunch at the school. The restaurant configuration of this private high school is really good. The first, second and third floors are all outsourced food from all over the world. Some chefs from popular windows are even special chefs from some five-star hotels. Rotate every week to satisfy the taste buds of the rich.

Pei Siyue slept all morning, he was not really hungry, but he didn't want to stay in the classroom with Jiang Jingci, it would be bad if his mouth said something uncontrollably.

Taking the elevator to the third floor, Pei Siyue chose a Sichuan restaurant, ordered a boiled fish, and sat aside quietly waiting.

The phone on my lap buzzed, it was a WeChat friend verification message.

The verified news is Deng Xiaorong from DreamWorks.

The more Pei Si thought about it, he didn't know this person at all, so he put away the phone and didn't care.

Sitting bored, someone called him behind him.

"Brother Si Yue?"

The more Pei Si turned his head, he saw Bai Xiangxin coming from not far away, with the school uniform on his body open, revealing a delicate underwear underneath.

As expected of the person who haunts Pei Ershao's soul, Bai Xiangxin's appearance is indeed very outstanding. He is completely different from the last birthday party in his school uniform. There is a little more frailty in his clear and cold demeanor, which makes people put down involuntarily. alert.

Pei Siyue's expression turned slightly cold.

According to the description in the original text, Bai Xiangxin is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Brother Si Yue, you don't look very happy." Bai Xiangxin sat opposite Pei Siyue, frowning slightly, "Is...are you still angry with me?"

Pei Si laughed a little more, and patted the opponent's hand with muscle memory to show relief.

"What are you talking about, I'm just a little sleepy. I just ordered boiled fish, and I want you a lotus pond stir-fry?"

In the original text, Major General Pei Er played the role of licking the dog vividly, how could he resist Xiaobailian's pitiful face.

No, Bai apologized to Xin, and Second Young Master Pei ordered the other's favorite dish according to the other's bland taste.

"Thank you Brother Yue," Bai Xiangxin finally relaxed his brows and returned to his usual smile.

The two of them had lunch together quietly, each clearly having their own thoughts, but neither of them showed it.

Not yet.

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There are still about [-] minutes before the class starts in the afternoon, and most of the students will choose to take a nap in the classroom.

After Pei Siyue and Bai Xiangxin separated, they returned to the class. As soon as they entered the door, they felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Almost no one in the class took a lunch break, and their eyes were all wide open, especially like that owl emoji.

Several girls got together to talk about something, and one of the bolder girls was Du Xiaoning, who was the school committee member of their class. When she saw Pei Siyue, she even gave him a fierce look.

After glancing at Jiang Jingci, Pei Si got a bad feeling.

"Brother Yue! Brother Yue! Come and see!"

There was a row of boys lying on the side of the window, and they shouted for Pei Si to come over, with gloating expressions on their faces.

Pei Si came to the window with a sullen face, and saw a black schoolbag hanging on the branch of a tree in the small garden. The books and exercise books inside were scattered all over the floor, because the snow had just melted a few days ago, and it was covered all over. muddy.

Someone threw Jiang Jingci's schoolbag downstairs.

"Hahahaha I laughed so hard, let that kid pretend to be a schoolmaster every day!"

"That's right, I fucking know how to read every day! Read it now if you have the ability!"

"Do you think Jiang Jingci will go down and pick it up?"

"I have to pick it up. I don't know who threw his schoolbag into the trash can last time. Didn't he obediently pick it up and continue to use it?"

"Hey! That kid has gone down! Hey, isn't he going to climb a tree?"

Pei Si lowered his eyes, only to feel a sudden twitch in his temple.

Because it was lunch break time, the small garden was empty, Jiang Jingci turned his back to them, his thin back was slightly tilted back, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the schoolbag hanging high.

After a pause of a few seconds, the young man suddenly moved. His arms looked slender, but at this moment they seemed to have amazing strength. He jumped up to support the tree trunk, and with a pull-up, he sent himself to the protruding tree trunk , after stepping firmly, the arm suddenly pushed forward, and the schoolbag hanging on the high place was shaken down.

"Wow--"

At some point, the girls gathered around let out a small exclamation.

Although the process of climbing the tree went smoothly, Jiang Jingci who jumped down was scratched by the branch on his arm, and he could be seen covering his arm with his hand.

It wasn't until Jiang Jingci continued to pick up the books that Pei Siyue looked away and asked, "Who threw it?"

Although the boys didn't see Jiang Jingci making a fool of themselves as they wished, they still wanted to give credit to Pei Siyue, and one of the boys with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said loudly: "I threw it away, that kid has been reading, isn't Brother Yue already bored?" ?”

Pei Siyue waited, worried that his mouth would be out of control again.

"Brother Yue?" The sharp-mouthed boy saw that the other person's expression was not right, and felt a little guilty, "What's wrong with you?"

It was in this quiet space that all the people in the class gathered their eyes.

Pei Siyue's Hades face is very intimidating when he is in a bad mood. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, "When will it be your turn to help me with things I don't like?"

The sharp-mouthed boy's face turned liver-colored in an instant.

It's the age when self-esteem is very strong. These boys are used to being domineering because they have a good relationship with Pei Siyue in the class. Now they are suddenly slapped in the face by Pei Siyue. The effect is almost the same as being slapped in the face in public.

Pei Siyue saw that the beating was almost done, so he didn't say anything more, after all, Slag Gong's character design couldn't be broken yet.

The little follower came back after going to the toilet, and happened to encounter such a scene, he scratched his head, a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Du Xiaoning, the school committee member, said at this time: "Okay, it's time for lunch break, it's time for study, the first class in the afternoon is math class, and the teacher still needs to check the exercises of the previous class."

Everyone dispersed angrily, and Pei Siyue also returned to his seat, preparing to take a nap to calm down.

This sleep really fell asleep.

When he woke up again, someone called his name.

"Pei Siyue—"

Pei Siyu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him with arms crossed.

"Pei Siyue, yesterday's exercise is the first one, come and explain it to everyone."

Pei Siyue was a little confused, what's going on?Isn't his character design a rich second generation of scumbags with a prominent family background?

Why do you have to get up in class to answer questions?

The little follower sitting on the side lowered his voice and reminded: "How about you and Teacher Zang beg for mercy..."

Teacher Zang?

Pei Si's drowsy brain finally woke up a little, and he remembered that there was indeed such a person in the original text.

The math teacher surnamed Zang was named Zang Qi, who had just been transferred to the third department of high school not long ago, and was Pei Zhengrong's high school classmate.

Although Pei Zhengrong also dotes on his son, he is also worried that if Pei Siyue inherits the family business in the future, he will not be capable enough to be laughed at by others, so he specially emphasized to Zang Qi at the last class reunion that he must strictly discipline his son, at least Can successfully pass the undergraduate line of the domestic college entrance examination.

Zang Qi knew that the little Hades was not easy to mess with, but for Pei Zhengrong's sake, Pei Siyue listened to him more.

Although in the original text, Zang Qi's attention will soon be attracted by the talented Jiang Jingci.

"Come on, let me give you half a minute to wake up. I remember that you have done a good job in your homework these few days. This question should not be difficult for you."

The previous homework was written by Jiang Jingci for him, and he didn't even know what his daily homework was!

Pei Siyue looked at the trigonometric function problem, raised his head and gave Zang Qi a "please forgive me" expression.

Zang Qi didn't make things difficult for him any more, he pushed his glasses and said, "Well, you are responsible for doing all these three questions, and you will explain them to everyone during the evening self-study."

Pei Siyue: "..."

The class in the afternoon passed by again, and when the bell rang for the end of the big break, there were not many people left in the class.

The little follower took out his mobile phone and volunteered to help Pei Siyue search for the answer on the search question app.

"Brother Yue, these are the original questions of the college entrance examination, I found the solution!" The little follower handed the phone to Pei Siyue.

Pei Siyue didn't expect much, because at his current level, he couldn't even understand the fucking answer.

After a cursory look, sure enough, unless he memorized the answer by rote.

"Brother Yue..." The little follower also couldn't understand, with a sad face, "How about I ask the school committee for you?"

"Need not."

Pei Siyue rejected him, started the wheelchair and walked to the other end of the classroom, and put the exercise book on Jiang Jingci's desk.

"Tell me about it?" Pei Siyue said.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jingci: The advantage of being a top student is that you can give lectures to your wife.

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