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Does he really smell like rice cakes?

In the classroom, Lu Ping, sitting in the last row, carefully lifted his neckline, lowered his head, and sniffed the smell of his clothes.

There is an old saying that if you live in a sweet room for a long time, you will not smell its fragrance. Lu Ping thought, is it true?

The rice cake embryos just out of the pan are really delicious-the cakes inlaid in his family are all handmade. Every day at three o'clock, my mother will get up, first grind the japonica rice into powder, and then steam it and pound it into rice cakes.

There is no need to add a little sugar to the steamed rice cake embryo, the sugar inside the japonica rice will be separated out, and after steaming, it will have a soft, glutinous and sweet fragrance of rice.The rice cake embryos that cannot be sold out on the same day cannot be kept until the next day. Mom will take it home for secondary processing: cut the rice cake into strips, serve with cabbage, eggs, and a bowl of fresh seafood from the morning market , Stir-fried in a hot pot with high heat, it becomes a bowl of steaming seafood fried rice cakes!It is a dish and a meal. Every time it is served on the table, Lu Ping and his sister have to fight over this bowl of fried rice cakes.

Could it be...he really smells like rice cakes?

Just the taste of rice cakes is fine, but Shen Yuze actually said that he smells very sweet - if this is said to a girl, people will definitely misunderstand it!

Thinking of this, Lu Ping couldn't help but secretly turned his head and looked at his deskmate beside him.

After dropping the bombshell in the stairwell, Shen Yuze didn't react in any way, turned around and returned to the classroom.Compared with the calm Shen Yuze, the restless Lu Ping is really...too...too...

Lu Ping didn't know what words to use to describe himself.Before, when other students said that he had a smell, Lu Ping felt angry, angry, and insulted; but when Shen Yuze said that he had a smell, he just felt ashamed—because Lu Ping knew that Shen Yuze's words did not contain any prejudice, Just simply stating facts.

...Although Lu Ping didn't feel that he had any "sweet" taste on him.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Shen Yuze suddenly turned his head, Lu Ping was caught off guard, and before he could look away, he was forced to slam into those deep amber eyes.

Lu Ping didn't know what to say. He rolled his eyes and suddenly noticed the textbook spread out in front of Shen Yuze.The textbook was empty, without a single word.

Lu Ping nonsense: "I... I'm just a little curious, why didn't you take notes in class?"

For a week at the same table, Lu Ping hadn't seen Shen Yuze touch a pen.Liberal arts has always emphasized that "a good memory is not as good as a bad pen". Lu Ping's grades are mediocre, and he relies on rote memorization. Every time he is in class, he has to jot down a bunch of things densely on the edge of the book.But Shen Yuze never took notes. Every time he was in class, he spread his textbooks on the table, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Ping thought that he could learn some secrets from Shen Yuze, but unexpectedly, Shen Yuze gave him an answer that shocked him——

"—Because I don't understand." Shen Yuze said calmly.

"...???"

Shen Yuze repeated: "The teacher's accent is too strong, and he speaks so fast, I can't understand a word they said."

When he said this, Shen Yuze still spoke in such a calm tone, as if the sun should rise from the west, as if the water should go from low to high, as if students should not study when they are in class.

Lu Ping: "..."

There are many local dialects in Jiaojiang, and there are sayings with different pronunciations in ten miles.The dialects of the local people can be subdivided into several types, and the accents of the north bank and the south bank across the river will have subtle differences.But in general, the Jiaojiang dialect belongs to the Wu language family, and the "Jiaopu" spoken by the local middle-aged people... really makes people from other places feel uncomfortable.

But Lu Ping never imagined that Shen Yuze's distraction in class was actually due to this reason!

Lu Ping blinked - in his field of vision, the shining "male god halo" on Shen Yuze's body fell into pieces with a bang.

Facing Lu Ping's unconcealed surprised gaze, Shen Yuze asked back: "Is there any problem?"

[Of course there are problems!Of course there are big problems! ! ! 】

Lu Ping really wanted to say that, but he didn't dare to say it.He swallowed, and said, "But, if you don't attend the class, how can you review? Next week we have a monthly exam."

"...monthly exam?"

"That's right, it's the tradition of Jiaojiang No. [-] Middle School. There is a unified examination for all subjects once a month, and the results will be announced and posted on the bulletin board." Lu Ping pointed out the window, "On the first floor, when you enter the door, everyone can see it." get."

This time, Shen Yuze was surprised. He couldn't help but sit up straight, frowned and asked, "Anyone can see it?"

"Anyone can see it."

"Isn't this an invasion of the privacy of the students? What about the students with the lowest grades?"

"I don't want to lose face countdown, so I have to study hard!" Lu Ping scratched his head and asked strangely, "Shen Yuze, what school did you go to before? Doesn't the imperial capital have monthly exams and grade rankings?"

Just before Shen Yuze answered, a piece of chalk suddenly flew from above the podium!The chalk head passed through the entire classroom, and landed on their desks with lightning speed!

What followed was the shouting from the history teacher on the podium: "Lu Ping! I've been paying attention to you for a long time! You and your deskmate have been whispering for a long time! What are you doing! If you don't want to attend the class, get the hell out of here Punishment!!"

The angry reprimand woke up the drowsy students. They turned around one by one, looking at Lu Ping and Shen Yuze who were sitting in the last row with bright eyes.

The gazes of the students were gossipy without any concealment.

Lu Ping: "...Shen Yuze, just now the teacher said..."

"There's no need to translate." Shen Yuze interrupted him, "I can understand this sentence."

Lu Ping: "...Oh."

It turned out to be selective illiteracy.

……

During class break, the monitor informed Lu Ping that Mr. Wu, the head teacher, was invited.

The squad leader's gloating face was undisguised, with "You're miserable!" written all over his face.

Lu Ping could think about it with his feet, Mr. Wu called him, it must be because the history teacher sued... A slap can't be heard, Shen Yuze also spoke, why not train him, just train himself.

Thinking of the coming storm, Lu Ping's mood was like going to a grave.

He came to the office with heavy steps. There was a lot of people in the office. All the teachers in the liberal arts class shared a big office. Some teachers—such as his head teacher—are serious, waiting for their wronged students.

"Teacher Wu..." Lu Ping came slowly to Wu Yingxia, lowered his head, and put on an obedient look.

But to my surprise, Wu Yingxia didn't criticize him for talking in class, but asked an unbeatable question: "Do you have a lot of contact with Wang Bin?"

"...Eh??" Lu Ping raised his head in surprise.Although Wang Bin had just suspended school for a week, Lu Ping now recalled the conflict with him as if it happened a long time ago. "No, not much."

"Not much? But that's not what I heard." Wu Yingxia turned around, opened the drawer, took out a folder, and put it in front of Lu Ping.

Lu Ping opened the folder suspiciously, only to find that it contained Wang Bin's suspension from school!The next few sheets of paper are a thousand-character self-criticism written by Wang Bin. In the self-criticism, Wang Bin admitted everything he has done, including how he bullied his classmates, threatened others to help him cheat in exams, and even confessed to his subordinates. Students in grades have been charged protection fees...

It is better to say that it is a confession than a statement of self-criticism.

Wu Yingxia clicked on the line of "bullying classmates", and said to Lu Ping: "I always thought that the class style of our class was very decent and united. But I received a report from an enthusiastic classmate, saying that before changing seats In the evening, you were called to the playground by Wang Bin, and he hit you with a basketball."

"..."

"The school can only do so. It can only suspend Wang Bin. There is no other way to punish him. But the male student made a suggestion. He said that you students who are bullied can unite to sue Wang Bin and let Wang Bin Of course, the classmate will be responsible for the lawyer’s fees. You don’t have to pay a penny. You just need to sign this proxy form, and then go back and write a statement of events. The more detailed the better, nothing else is necessary. Worry... Lu Ping, Lu Ping, are you listening to me?"

"...I heard it." Lu Ping stared blankly at the document in front of him.

He understood, but he didn't seem to understand at all.

He couldn't believe that the person who bullied him fell down so easily? !Just suspending school and punishing him is not enough, but he has to be sued in court! !

Before today, he never thought that he could protect himself and punish bad people through legal means...Although he had heard about going to court, those things were too far away from him, and this was still a sophomore in high school. From Lu Ping's point of view, the distant ones are like stars in the sky.

At this moment, endless courage flowed through Lu Ping's body, and he was so excited that his body trembled.He picked up the signature pen on the side, and wrote his name on the signature place with the pen. Every stroke, every stroke, he wrote with extra force.

After writing the name, he put down the pen and looked down at his signature that was piercing through the back of the paper.

Then, he said: "Teacher, can I ask who is the classmate who helped us? I want to thank him in person."

"..." Teacher Wu hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head, "That student doesn't want to be too high-profile."

Lu Ping was not disappointed. In his opinion, the classmate who did good deeds without leaving his name is a superhero hidden in the crowd, silently burning himself and illuminating others!

Thinking of this, Lu Ping blurted out: "Let's do it this way. I don't want a penny of Wang Bin's compensation... Please ask the teacher to pass it on to him for me. It doesn't matter if it's tens of yuan, hundreds of yuan, or thousands of yuan. Well—take it as my thank you to him, okay?"

Lu Ping is determined.

He knew that that classmate definitely didn't lack such a little money, otherwise he wouldn't let the lawyer help other people for free.However, he couldn't take the other party's kindness for granted just because of the other party's wealth.

If someone extended a helping hand to him in a difficult situation, he would naturally reciprocate.

"...All right." Wu Yingxia agreed. "I'll tell him."

Lu Ping got the answer he wanted, and bowed happily to Wu Yingxia. When he walked out of the office, his steps were much lighter.

Standing in the corridor, he looked sideways at the bright sunshine outside the window, and his mood was bright.

……

On this day, the fan-favorite account @fake-diamond actually posted two posts in a row.

In the first post, fake-diamond told everyone that although he didn't want to be too high-profile at school, his mother insisted on asking the driver to take him to school.

Under this comment, many fans said that the male god has not posted photos for a long time, and hope to post more photos.

So fake-diamond posted a second update.

@fake-diamond: Don't call me a god.Only a person with a handsome face cannot be a male god, and a person who is sympathetic to the weak is a male god. 【Sun】【Sun】【Sun】