Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

After knowing that he liked Song Yao, Pei Lin was in a daze for a long time.

After Song Yao woke up, she saw Pei Lin squatting on the bed, really squatting, staring at his bed in a daze.

Song Yao was at a loss, and waved her hand in front of Pei Lin, "What are you doing? You have to go to class."

Pei Lin grabbed those hands subconsciously, Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why.

He seemed to be holding some hot taro and let go of it the next second, looking away to avoid Song Yao's probing eyes, but he didn't know that he was directly exposing his hot and red ears to Song Yao's sight.

Song Yao was silent, why... blushing?

After returning from the National Day holiday, the temperature seems to be warming up. After a week of rainy days, the weather is gradually clearing up. The school decided to hold the school sports meeting in mid-October.

This is the last time for the third grade to participate in the high school sports meeting, but even so, there are still very few students who take the initiative to sign up.

The sports committee stood in his seat with a distressed expression. There were still many spaces in the registration form for the school sports meeting. Except for him and his front desk, there were no other names on it.

It is better to let boys sign up, mainly girls, and they rarely take the initiative to sign up.

The member of the sports committee is tall and tall, but his personality is very shy and shy. It is better to ask him to report all the events by himself if he is asked to chat with girls and sign up for the i school sports meeting.

The front desk saw that he took a step and retracted it, took a step and retracted it, and was so entangled to death, so he suggested to him: "Why don't you try to find the boy who is the most popular among girls in our class to accompany you?"

The sports committee didn't understand, "What is this going to do?"

"In this way, your success rate may be higher."

The sports committee seemed to understand, but looked around the classroom, and finally fixed on Pei Lin who was chatting with Cheng Yuhao and the others. The most popular boy in their class was probably Pei Lin.

However, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't be able to tell Pei Lin: Can you sell your beauty to get the girls to agree to sign up for the school sports meeting?

Thinking of this, he shuddered, forget it, I don't think it's necessary.

The sports committee sat down awkwardly, "I still want to say in the group that I hope everyone will actively sign up for the school sports meeting. Anyway, there are still three days before the registration deadline, so I will make it worse."

Front desk: "..." Look, it's for you.

In the afternoon, after two math sessions, I started self-study. Maybe it was because I was slapped in the face by Song Yao last time, or maybe Song Yao took the first grade in the monthly exam. The math teacher turned a blind eye when he saw Song Yao holding a water cup and drinking tons of water again. .He moved his eyes to Jiang Xing in front of him, who lowered his head and pretended to be reading the topic seriously, praying in his heart not to call me, not to call me, not to call me.

In the next second, I heard my name.

Jiang Xing: "..."

Jiang Xing could only get up, pretending to look at the topic first, and kept looking back, as if saying: Save the child.

Song Yao tore off the calculation formula written on the draft paper, stuffed it into Jiang Xing's hand stretched back, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Go Pikachu."

Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the note, he walked up to the podium confidently, glanced at the math teacher, saw him patrolling the classroom, and boldly copied the formulas on the blackboard.

Song Yao had already written down the solution formula in just a few seconds when Jiang Xing went up. He looked at Jiang Xing and was poked on the shoulder.He turned his head and saw Pei Lin looking at him with a displeased face: "What's wrong?"

"What are you looking at?" Pei Lin raised his chin to Jiang Xing who was on the podium, "He's good-looking? It's worth staring at without blinking your eyes."

"What are you looking at?" Song Yao didn't react for a moment.

"The man in front of you."

"I'm just checking to see if he copied it wrong."

The math teacher walked to Song Yao's seat, saw the answer on the draft paper, stood and looked at it for a few seconds, and finally asked after pondering, "How did you come up with this idea?" He directly ignored Pei Lin.

"Ah, this." Song Yao turned her head and pointed to the formula above to explain to the math teacher.

The classmates around were stunned. How could they see Lao Wang asking a student a math problem in his lifetime?

A few ignored the teacher's presence and directly took out their mobile phones to point at the two of them and just pat them. After all, this kind of scene is rare.

After listening to the math teacher, he nodded thoughtfully, "So it's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up, and saw that Jiang Xing had finished writing, and was leaning on the podium to chat with the students in the first row like a boss.

Jiang Xing was in the midst of chatting, when he suddenly noticed an unfriendly gaze cast over him, raised his eyes, and met the math teacher's gaze.He immediately stood up straight and smiled obediently: "Teacher, I have finished writing."

Math teacher: "Okay, you go back to your seat first."

Jiang Xing returned to his seat. Just as he was about to return the note to Song Yao, he suddenly thought of something and widened his eyes: "Fuck, Song Yao, this...not, that, shit?"

Although he spoke very messily and basically didn't say anything, Song Yao still understood Jiang Xing's meaning, and he told him not to be nervous: "Don't worry, what you wrote is different from what the teacher saw."

Only then did Jiang Xing breathe a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death."

The math teacher glanced at the formula on the blackboard, but didn't see any problem, so he explained it to the students according to the solution.

After two math classes, Song Yao received a text message telling him to pick up the courier at the school gate.The bed curtain and earplugs arrived.

During the self-study class, Lao Liu strolled to the classroom with his hands behind his back, saw what the students in the circle were doing, and went to the sports committee to ask about the registration status of the school sports meeting.

The sports committee trembled and handed over the registration form tremblingly, "Teacher, why don't you come, I don't think I can do it, I can't."

Old Liu frowned seeing that there were only a few names in Xilala, "Why are there only a few students who signed up?"

Lao Liu sighed, returned the registration form to the sports committee, walked to the podium, and said earnestly: "Students, we are in the third year of high school. This is the last time for high school to participate in the school sports meeting, so we should cherish it. The teacher didn't say that we must If you take the first place, the most important thing is to participate."

classmates:"……"

Old Liu coughed lightly, "You can go to the Sports Commission to see if there are any projects you are interested in, and if you are interested, sign up."

After Lao Liu left, the classmates whispered.

The sports committee swaggered onto the podium, "Come on students, if you are interested, come to me to rank. Brother Li's arms are always open to you."

The squad leader sitting in the first row threw the book at him directly, "Disgusting."

I don't know if Lao Liu's sip of chicken soup played a role, but a few students really went up to sign up, and one or two girls also went up to sign up.

The sports committee wrote down the name of the last student who came up to sign up, cleared his throat and stood up and said, "Let me talk about some other events first. First, there are boys, 3000 meters, 4×100 relay, shot put; 400 meters, 800 meters, 4 meters, high jump, 100×[-] relay.”

"3000 meters, I actually think Brother Pei can do it." Cheng Yuhao glanced at Pei Lin who was lying on the table and playing with Xiao Song's classmate's hat and said.

The sports committee shifted its gaze to Pei Lin, he was a little timid, and moved to Pei Lin's seat step by step, "Brother Pei."

Pei Lin raised his eyelids to look at him.

"Are you interested in 3000 meters?" Ai Ai asked Qiqi of the Sports Committee.

Pei Lin looked away, "No."

The Sports Committee burst into tears.

Song Yao had never participated in a school sports meeting in the original world, so now...he turned his attention to the registration form held by the sports committee, "Can I have a look?"

The sports committee was taken aback for a moment, then happily handed it over, "Yes, are you interested?"

"A little bit." Song Yao pointed to the 4×100 relay above, "I want to sign up for this."

"Okay dear." The sports committee quickly filled in Song Yao's name, for fear that Song Yao would regret it in the next second.

Seeing this, Jiang Xing joined in the fun, "I'm also coming to relay, and Xiao Li fills in my name. Song Yao, we can train together and compete together! It's over!"

The sports committee corrected: "It's Brother Li. Relay, right? Okay. By the way, Jiang Xing, I remember you participated in the three thousand in the first year of high school? Don't you think about it this time?"

Song Yao let out a wow, and looked at Jiang Xing: "Have you run 3000 meters? That's amazing. I'll kill 800 people."

Jiang Xing was shy: "Low-key and low-key, but at that time the focus was on participation."

Song Yao said: "That's not bad."

Pei Lin, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Song Yao, who was still smiling cheerfully. 'Pei Lin felt upset again, what's so great about it.Smile, laugh, how funny!

In fact, most people's personalities have the part of joining in the fun, like shopping together, and friends want to drink milk tea.

You said you didn’t want to, so while you were waiting for your friend to buy milk tea, you suddenly wanted to drink milk tea again, so you joined the milk tea team.

For example, now, after Song Yao and Jiang Xing finished registering, Cheng Yuhao, who had no interest in the school sports meeting, came over, "Student Xiao Song, what event did you sign up for?"

"We signed up for the relay," Jiang Xing said.

Seeing something interesting, the sports committee hurriedly said, "Are you interested in the mouse?"

"Let me take a look first." Cheng Yuhao was about to pick up the registration form on the table, a hand with a bony bone stretched out and pressed on the registration form, he looked over, "Brother Pei, what are you doing?"

Pei Lin's voice was cold: "Three thousand."

"You want to sign up for [-]?" The sports committee grabbed the registration form, and as soon as Pei Lin nodded, he immediately wrote his name on it.

"Ah."

Song Yao looked at Pei Lin, thinking that he was also a ruthless person.

Pei Lin raised his chin, with a slightly arrogant expression, and continued: "Is there still one missing in the relay?"

The sports committee said: "Yes, there is still one short."

"Well, report it too."

In an instant, the sports committee felt that there seemed to be a light behind Pei Lin, shining on him.He choked, "Brother Pei, I love you!"

Pei Lin looked at the thick body of the body committee, and looked away in disgust.

The sports committee was foolishly happy, not aware of Pei Lin's disgusting gaze, now the boys' programs are full, and there are still girls left.

The school sports meeting is next week, so there is no rush for training.After class, Song Yao put her backpack on and was about to go to the school gate to pick up the courier, but her arm was pulled.

He turned his head and saw Pei Lin looking at him with a worried face, wondering: "Why?"

Pei Lin stood up without letting go, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yao tilted her head, "Go to the school gate to get the courier."

Pei Lin: "Oh."

Song Yao: "Yes."

Song Yao looked down at the hand being held, "So can you let go?"

Pei Lin let go of his hand, and said, "I'm with you."

Cheng Yuhao and Fu Yan were waiting for them at the door, Song Yao said, "Aren't you going to have dinner with them first?"

"What about you? You don't eat at school?"

"Ah." Song Yao rubbed his nose, he did have the idea of ​​going out to buy dinner after receiving the delivery, "Probably not."

"It's just right, I don't plan to have dinner at school, let's go out to eat together." Pei Lin followed Song Yao calmly.

Seeing them coming out, Cheng Yuhao and Fu Yan said, "Go to eat?"

Song Yao shook her head, "I'm going out to get the courier and eat outside by the way. Do you want to go together?"

As soon as Cheng Yuhao said "yes", Fu Yan covered his mouth, "Ummmmmm..."

Fu Yan smiled and said, "I'll just go to the cafeteria with him. The food in the cafeteria tonight is very suitable for us. You can go."

Song Yao looked at the two of them suspiciously. Cheng Yuhao was shocked but Fu Yan covered his mouth and couldn't speak. Seeing this, Song Yao nodded, "Okay then, send me a message if you need to buy anything."

Fu Yan: "OK."

After Song Yao and Pei Lin left, Fu Yan let go, and then wiped Cheng Yu Hao's clothes with a disgusted expression.

Cheng Yuhao glared at him first, and said: "If you go to the cafeteria, you go by yourself, why do you bring me with you, I want to eat outside too."

Fu Yan said: "You don't need to know the reason, but I know you will thank me in the future."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he turned and went downstairs, Cheng Yuhao yelled to catch up.

Song Yao showed the information and got the courier. Seeing that the courier was in a flat bag, Pei Lin asked, "What did you buy?"

"Bed curtains and soundproof earplugs." Song Yao said.

Pei Lin didn't go back to the dormitory to sleep in the past few days, and frowned upon hearing this, "Did they disturb you?"

"No, it's just that I'm a little harsh on my sleeping environment."

Pei Lin said: "If the noise makes you sleep, you can tell them."

Song Yao was the first person in the dormitory to go to sleep, and she lay down to sleep before eleven o'clock. As for Pei Lin and Fu Yan, needless to say, they didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock, and Lin Jiashan didn't go to bed until after twelve o'clock. will sleep.

"I think it's okay, it's all right." Song Yao didn't want to continue talking about this topic, "What do you want to eat?"

Pei Lin said, "Anything is fine."

"Let's go eat fast food." Song Yao said, "Go back to take a shower early after eating, so that you can still catch up with evening self-study."

Pei Lin was taken aback, then smiled, "Are you sure you can't be late?"

They walked into a small restaurant and sat down at random.

Song Yao wiped the water on the table and replied, "I'm just used to it."

Going back to the dormitory after evening self-study, Song Yao yawned and went to wash up. She came out with a toothbrush in her mouth and almost bumped into Pei Lin. The latter hurriedly helped him up. Seeing Song Yao half-closed her eyes, she said funnyly, "Why are you so sleepy?"

Song Yao shook her head while brushing her teeth, "I don't know, I'm just so sleepy."

"Then go to bed after washing up." Pei Lin patted his head, took his clothes and went to take a bath.

Song Yao was vague.

Song Yao quickly brushed his teeth and went to bed. The bed curtain was put up at noon, and he pulled the bed curtain. The thick blackout curtain not only blocked the light, but also seemed to block a lot of the wind blowing in from the balcony.

Song Yao touched the earplugs and stuffed them into her ears, pulled the quilt, and fell asleep.

Lin Jiashan and Fu Yan were playing games again, and when Pei Lin came out, he looked at Song Yao's bed, which seemed to be a subconscious behavior.

The two people on the opposite side burst into hahaha laughter.

Fu Yan scolded with a smile; "Lin Jiasan, you don't want to be ashamed! Helping the middle lane play blue is something you should do as a developmental laner?"

Lin Jiashan said cheerfully, "As long as he can lead me to win, it doesn't matter."

Pei Lin wiped her hair and sat on the bed with her back leaning on the pillow. Song Yao didn't directly install the curtains on her bed and his bed.

The hair exposed outside the quilt was soft and black, and became more messy as the owner turned over.

Fu Yan and Lin Jiashan were laughing again.

Pei Lin glanced at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Song Yao is asleep."

The two subconsciously kept silent and looked at Pei Lin together.

Under the sunlight, Pei Lin's expression became even colder, and he said, "Be quiet."

The author says:

Song Yao: These sound-isolating earplugs are of good quality (^^);

Pei Lin: My wife is me!It's my role!