Be at the same table with the rumored boss

"After all, it's a temporary note. The handwriting is too scribbled. It's not appropriate to show the whole class like this."

Su Mianyang had seen Xiao Lang's neatly printed characters, so when he heard these words, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Sure enough, Xiao Lang looked at him, his eyes full of 'nuclearism', "My deskmate has pretty good handwriting, and he also said that he wants to learn from me, why don't you ask him to transcribe it for me?"

There is nothing wrong with Xiao Lang's words. Su Mianyang, who is a scumbag, has never had a say in such matters, and Liu Juan didn't intend to ask his opinion, so she immediately finalized it like this, "Okay, after the holiday, Su Mianyang will give the copied copy to you. I."

Su Mianyang: "?"

When is the time for retribution?

In the gazes of all the students looking up at the boss, Xiao Lang didn't even change his expression, and returned to his seat indifferently, vividly interpreting the image of a high school bully.

And in a corner where no one else could see, Xiao Lang tugged at Su Mianyang's cuff, imitating his movements and making a heartfelt gesture, "At the same table, I am also optimistic about you."

This was originally a very friendly and cute gesture, but Xiao Langsheng had a cold look between his brows and eyes, and his serious look was somewhat against the mark.

Su Mianyang felt helpless and funny, "Isn't it your personal virtue to leave a thread behind when doing things so that we can meet each other in the future? Why don't you leave a thread for your tablemate?"

Xiao Lang spread out the notebook in his hand, twirling the pen between his fingers, "I won't be a human today, after all, I'm a bastard who takes credit for others."

This little classmate is quite vengeful.

The half-hour class meeting was finally over. Zhang Haichao hooked Su Mianyang's neck and asked him what the room number was, and if he wanted to drop by and go back together.

"401, the two of us," Su Mianyang looked up at Xiao Lang, and said to Zhang Haichao, "You guys go back first."

"The dormitory is pretty good this time." Zhang Haichao nodded.

The room provided by Century City is a double room, so everyone naturally wants to form a team with a good relationship, and the school also understands the students' thoughts.

When filling out the registration form, roommates are voluntarily selected. By default, students write the roommates they partner with after their names.

They didn't know this unwritten rule last semester. Zhang Haichao wrote the names of Liu Xiaodao and Su Mianyang behind him. As a result, when he divided the room with Liu Xiaodao in front, Su Mianyang was assigned to another room of Zhou Wenhao who was alone.

That day they went to the dark together and went back late. Zhou Wenhao was a person who had a good schedule and went to bed early, so he locked the room while sleeping.

Su Mianyang didn't say anything if he couldn't get in, and justifiably stayed in their room all night, but he and Liu Xiaodao rushed to the door the next day to ask for an explanation, and finally alarmed Liu Juan, and several people apologized to each other before giving up .

Originally, Zhang Haichao was worried that something similar would happen again this time, but he was relieved when he learned that Su Mianyang's randomly assigned roommate was Xiao Lang, and he left with Liu Xiaodao without asking any further questions.

There were only a few people left in the auditorium, and Su Mianyang watched Xiao Lang finished writing the English composition and put away his pen, before he casually asked, "Now compiling the small composition, are you really good, a natural student master? "

Hearing the teasing in Su Mianyang's words, Xiao Lang paused as he put away his pen and paper, "Yes, he is very talented."

Su Mianyang watched Xiao Lang tidy up the table and stood up, raised his eyebrows and didn't answer.

"Talent is all a lie to children. I know how hard I should get and how much achievement I have."

Obviously, Xiao Lang didn't pay much attention to this set of rhetoric about talent. Whether he worked hard, how he studied, and the strength of the teachers, all these factors were combined on one report card. .

Xiao Lang asked again, "Go back to the room?"

"Would you indulge yourself because of someone? I mean like...some annoying person really wants you to succeed, so you deliberately fail the exam, or...remember the story of "Injury Zhongyong" Bar?"

For some reason, Su Mianyang asked such a question.

Xiao Lang was silent for a while, he put the pen and paper back, put his hands on the table behind him and effortlessly pushed himself up, and sat down on the table in the back row.

The tables in the auditorium are stepped, and the height is not low. After Xiao Lang sat on it, he could touch the ground with both feet effortlessly, making his legs straight and long. "This idea is stupid, you don't have to risk your future Get angry with people you hate."

When he said this, Xiao Lang lowered his head and didn't look at him, and his posture was very plain. The pronoun he used was not an uncertain person, but a single word "you".

"I don't have Zhong Yong's qualifications, I'm just curious to ask you." Su Mianyang regretted it when he said the words.

Probably because Xiao Lang felt out of place with No. [-] Middle School, and Su Mianyang couldn't restrain himself when facing him.

The emotions that could have been well hidden can be easily picked up by the other party, and I just said so if I didn't want to ask.

It's a pity that Xiao Lang is really not a person suitable for small talk, he can guess what he meant in two or three sentences, and directly pierce the thin layer of window paper separating him.

This gave Su Mianyang a feeling that his soul had been penetrated, and the uneasiness and anxiety that grew from the bottom of his heart gradually spread. He subconsciously didn't want to face a certain answer that was ready to come out in his heart, so he casually said "Skip class in the afternoon" to try to change the subject.

The moment Su Mianyang blurted out, he thought it would be the most embarrassing moment. The topic was changed too bluntly and without skill at all. The reason is that most good students would frown and skip class.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang replied without hesitation, "Okay."

The school's plan in the afternoon is to organize a movie viewing for the whole school, and then give a speech by the principal about the entrance exam, after which there will be free activities.

The subject matter of watching movies is nothing more than education and learning, and the commendation of the joint entrance examination has nothing to do with him anyway. For Su Mianyang, these two activities are both a waste of time, and it is better to forget it.

What Su Mianyang didn't expect was that Xiao Lang would violate discipline with him, and his calm attitude was as simple as drinking saliva.

To be honest, Xiao Lang is really special. He is different from anyone Su Mianyang has ever known. Xiao Lang is the most coquettish among the high school bullies he knows, and people who act as coquettish as him are all stuffed in the branch school. .

Xiao Lang is the only person Su Mianyang has met over the years who can achieve dominance and coquettishness at the same time.

After returning to the room and being settled, the two slipped out of the line while the movie viewing line was in chaos, but were unfortunately caught by the guard when they went out.

While the uncle yelled "What are you doing?", Su Mianyang grabbed Xiao Lang's hand and rushed out.

It's strange, after meeting this high school bully, he became less and less psychologically burdened by violating discipline.

This run went directly to the commercial street. When Su Mianyang stopped, he thought of the tense face of the doorman, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Su Mianyang pressed his hands on his knees, panting and laughing, until Xiao Lang who was next to him couldn't help laughing along with him, he slowly breathed out.

"Is there anything you want to buy?"

Now that we have come to the commercial street, there is always a feeling of being at a disadvantage if we don’t buy something. Su Mianyang saw the bookstore in front of him at a glance, "Why don't you buy a set of questions and go back?"

"Skip class and come out to buy questions?" Xiao Lang glanced at him, with a look of "Are you not sick?" in his expression.

It seems a little strange.

Su Mianyang had nothing to say. Although skipping class was not a temporary idea, it was indeed an impulsive move to skip class and come to the commercial street. He had nothing to buy, and it was too early for dinner at this time, so he could only go shopping casually depending on the situation.

Neither of them spoke in tacit agreement, and walked forward side by side.

Su Mianyang likes to be lively, and if he is with other people, he can't help but have nothing to say, but maybe it's because Xiao Lang gives people the impression that he doesn't like to talk, and Su Mianyang doesn't feel embarrassed if he doesn't say a word all the way.

He quite enjoyed the feeling of just walking forward, and someone beside him followed him without saying a word.

The quiet atmosphere was quickly broken, and there was a crying little girl at the intersection.

The little girl wears two braids. When she cried, her braids shook and her body was not clean. She was covered in mud as if she had rolled around in the mud. She cried with snot and tears. She looked miserable. of.

Su Mianyang didn't think he was a nosy person, but the little girl was about the same age as Su Mei, which made him hesitate again and again, and still couldn't bear to turn a blind eye.

"Little sister, did you get lost with your mother?" Su Mianyang asked in a suppressed tone.

I don't know if it's because Su Mianyang is too domineering or because Su Mianyang looks too fierce. After hearing his question, the little girl cried even harder.

Su Mianyang touched his nose, but he didn't intend to give up. He bent down and tried to soften his tone, "Don't be afraid, brother will come with you to find your mother, okay?"

The little girl turned around and hugged Xiao Lang with a whimper, her muddy little hands tightly grasped his clothes, and her whole body rubbed against his body.

It’s over.

Su Mianyang gasped.

I don't know if this school bully likes children or if he thinks he is asking for trouble.

Xiao Lang's body froze, and under Su Mianyang's nervous gaze, he slowly stretched out his hand, patted her on the back as gently as possible to comfort her stiffly.

Obviously Xueba has no experience in coaxing children, so he can only give Su Mianyang a look as if asking for help, Su Mianyang nodded, indicating that this is all right.

After crying like this for a while, the little girl seemed to be tired from crying, her voice gradually weakened, and the hands holding Xiao Lang's clothes were not so tight, but she was still clinging to his arms and unwilling to let go.

"What should we do now?" Xiao Lang was a little helpless.

Su Mianyang thought for a while, "Buy her a toy. Children are easily attracted by toys. Use this to coax children."

Fortunately, there is a convenience store nearby, and the key pendants hanging at the door are very attractive. Xiao Lang carefully looked at the little girl's expression, and asked her softly after making sure that the little girl had stabilized, "Let's go and see there. Is your little bunny okay?"

Su Mianyang watched Xiao Lang lower his cold voice and coax the little girl softly, and bent his lips for no reason.

The little girl looked towards the convenience store following Xiao Lang's line of sight, and stopped crying in an instant.

Apparently, the key pendant hanging at the entrance of the convenience store attracted the little girl's attention. Although she couldn't stop crying, she never took her eyes off the pendant.

Sure enough, as Su Mianyang said, children are children.

One second I was crying heartbreakingly, the next second I couldn’t move my feet when I saw the cute trinkets, my temper was like the rain in June, it came and went quickly.

Xiao Lang took the little girl's hand to the door of the convenience store, squatted down beside the little girl, and watched her staring intently at a certain pendant.

"Which one do you like?" Because of squatting down, Xiao Lang could only look up at Su Mianyang because of the height difference, so he asked this out of the blue.

There are two types of pendants in this convenience store, one is a rock-and-roll wolf, and the other is a pink rabbit wearing a cute princess dress.

Su Mianyang thought that Xiao Lang was asking for his opinion, and glanced between the two pendants, but couldn't accept the rabbit's style of painting, so he pointed to the rock wolf, "This one."

"Well," Xiao Lang lowered his head to coax the little sister, followed the other's sight and raised his hand to pinch the pink rabbit's pendant. His voice was soft so as not to scare her, "We want this little bunny, shall we?"

After working for a long time to use the method of elimination, Su Mianyang didn't know what it was like, and looked at Xiao Lang speechlessly.

"These two." Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang signaled the boss to wrap up the two pendants together, and after paying the bill, he first gave the pink rabbit to the little sister to play with.

After the little sister finally sniffed and smiled, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and handed another rock wolf to Su Mianyang, "Here you are."

Su Mianyang took it over without knowing why, "Why give me this?"

"As you said, use toys to coax the children." Xiao Lang said.

"Student Xiao, I'm going to be an adult soon." Su Mianyang said helplessly.

"This is to repay your intelligence, quasi-adult." Xiao Lang bit the word quasi-adult with extra emphasis.

Su Mianyang realized in an instant that he was being molested. He held the rock and roll bear in distaste, and only after a while did he say "childish."