Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

The alarm clock rang on time, Song Yao yawned and turned off the alarm clock to wash up.There is still an hour before the morning reading, Song Yao has enough time to make a breakfast.

Song Yao felt that breakfast should have a sense of ritual. If breakfast is not enjoyable, it will directly affect the good mood of the whole day, so he decided to go downstairs to Aunt Huang's to buy buns.

Five minutes later, Song Yao looked at the yawning boy standing next to her, still wearing the same black hat, and fell into deep thought.

Maybe it was really affected by the plot, otherwise why would I meet Pei Lin at the breakfast shop near my home.

Pei Lin apparently only noticed who was standing next to him, and looked at Song Yao in surprise, "What a coincidence."

Song Yao took the soy milk buns handed over by Aunt Huang, then looked at Pei Lin, and said hello with a cold face: "Good morning."

"morning……"

Pei Lin was at a loss, why did he feel that this man's words were murderous.

Isn't it exciting to be so early in the morning?

Aunt Huang didn't expect the two of them to know each other, so she said with a smile, "Are you friends?"

"what."

"No, just ordinary classmates."

Pei Lin raised his eyebrows, and then thought that ordinary classmates were better than saying they didn't know each other.

After Pei Lin paid the money, he said goodbye to Aunt Huang and walked slowly in the other direction. Song Yao looked at it for a few seconds and looked back after confirming that Pei Lin was indeed on the wrong road.

Today is also a day without a back table.

Song Yao also said goodbye to Aunt Huang and went home with breakfast.

After breakfast, Song Yao put the exercise book on the table into her backpack and went back to school.Walking into the classroom, I saw a person lying on the seat behind my seat at the back door, and then realized that the classroom at 45:[-] today was too quiet.

Song Yao was puzzled, but he didn't ask, since it's better to be quiet, this kind of environment is the most suitable for studying.When he opened the chair to put away the schoolbag, Jiang Xing at the front desk suddenly turned around and put his index finger in front of his lips to signal Song Yao to be quiet.

Song Yao: "?"

Song Yao sat down and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xing came over to talk to Song Yao, but Song Yao frowned indistinctly and leaned back to distance herself from Jiang Xing.

But Jiang Xing didn't notice Song Yao's actions, and whispered, "Keep your voice down. Didn't you find that the classroom is too quiet today?"

It is indeed too quiet, and those who are usually the loudest and most noisy can't wait to communicate with sign language.

"Found it, then what?" Song Yao asked, looking away.

"Pei Lin is sleeping."

"Uh……"

"He got very angry when he got up. Someone accidentally woke him up by talking too loudly. Pei Lin directly overturned his desk."

"Then that person was thrown back directly?" Song Yao asked expectantly.

Jiang Xing said with a straight face: "No, he never put any book on the table from now on."

Song Yao: "..."

Jiang Xing glanced at Pei Lin who was sleeping on his desk, seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, and then continued: "Anyway, none of us dare to speak loudly when Pei Lin is sleeping, oh, except Lao Liu."

The corner of Song Yao's mouth twitched, he sorted out the exercise book and said, "You are just too used to him."

Jiang Xing's eyes were sharp instantly: "We didn't."

Song Yao looked at him, "If you dare to resist, you won't be bullied by Pei Lin."

"We resisted, although the result was a little bit wrong." Jiang Xing blushed.

Song Yao asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"The few people who resisted became Pei Lin's little brother in the end."

Song Yao: "..."

Jiang Xing pointed to a few positions behind the back door, "Here, those are the ones."

"Uh..." Song Yao said helplessly, "I won't argue, you can go back at ease, I have to study."

"Okay—"

Song Yao is indeed not noisy, because the time for early reading in No. [-] Middle School is left to the students to develop themselves. As long as you don't do anything other than study, the teacher will not care about you.

Song Yao took out the English workbook. The workbooks for other subjects have caught up with the progress of the teacher's teaching now, and they still haven't finished writing English.

I finished writing a page today, and there will be a new page tomorrow.

Pei Lin seemed to be in a deep sleep. When Song Yao moved her butt when she was tired from sitting, she would accidentally make some noises, such as the back of the chair touching Pei Lin's desk, but Pei Lin didn't show any signs of being woken up.

"Then what," the English class representative stood on the podium and cleared his throat in an attempt to attract the attention of the students. "There is a listening exercise this morning. You should take out the exercise book in advance. After finishing the dictation, you need to put it away and hand it in to the teacher."

"Why are you hearing again..."

"I remember the last time I heard it seemed like yesterday?"

"Wake up, yesterday and Sunday, you listened to the watermelon rind."

"Hey, where did my exercise book go??"

Song Yao took out the English exercise book and exercise book. The listening exercises were all listening questions in the exercise book. He had to read the questions in advance.

"Where's Brother Pei? Hey, why is Brother Pei sleeping again? Do you want to send these things out?" Cheng Yuhao walked into the classroom with a bunch of things in his arms, and saw Pei Lin sleeping, standing still, not knowing what to do next What to do next.

"Either throw it away or return it back." Fu Yan looked at Cheng Yu Hao with an expression that you still don't understand.

Cheng Yuhao immediately rushed to Fu Yan's seat and said, "You don't understand, let me tell you that there are students from the third class next door, Hua Xuemei from the second grade, and Jiang Tanxue from the class."

Fu Yan's seat was not very far from Song Yao, so Cheng Yu Hao heard almost every word Song Yao said in his ears, Jiang Tanxue?Song Yao's hands flicked open the book, isn't that the protagonist's name?Wait a minute, shouldn't the protagonist Shou send something to the protagonist Gong?Why did you give it to Pei Lin?

Then Fu Yan asked Song Yao's inner doubts: "What did Jiang Tanxue send gifts to Brother Pei?"

"It seems to be..." Cheng Yuhao recalled what Jiang Tanxue said when he stopped him at the school gate just now, "Repay Brother Pei, Brother Pei saved his life."

Song Yao: "..."

Fu Yan: "Wow."

Fu Yan was perfunctorily surprised for two seconds, then returned to expressionless, "Oh."

Cheng Yuhao felt that he was a fool standing with a bunch of things, so he said, "Should I put these things in my drawer first? I'll give them to Brother Pei when he wakes up."

"what ever."

"Okay, so be it."

Song Yao turned her attention back to the book, and just after reading a line of dialogue, a chuckle came from behind her ear.

"Front desk, have you overheard anything important?"

Song Yao was shocked, obviously startled by the sudden sound.

Song Yao turned her head and saw that Pei Lin woke up at some point, with her head resting on her outstretched arms, looking at him in a leisurely manner.

"When did you wake up?"

Pei Lin yawned, following his movements, his narrow and long eyelashes were stained with tears, and his tone was lazy: "It didn't take long, but when I opened my eyes, I saw you listening attentively."

Song Yao: "..."

Song Yao turned her head back, ignoring him.

Pei Lin chuckled, sat up straight and lazily leaned on the back of the chair, picked up a pen and turned it around.

Cheng Yuhao has been paying attention to the movement on Pei Lin's side. He was shocked for a few seconds when he saw Pei Lin talking and laughing with Song Yao (mainly seeing Pei Lin laughing), and then saw Song Yao turning his head back. , Pei Lin was just spinning his pen.

Cheng Yuhao took a book and slipped to Pei Lin's seat and squatted down, "Brother Pei."

Pei Lin looked indifferent, and squinted at him: "Say."

"It's like this. I have three classes of Banhua, second-year junior high school girls, and one... um, one class of Jiang Tanxue. There are also things from the school next door. Which one do you want to keep?"

Pei Lin clicked his tongue when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on the slender fair neck of the boy in front of him, and his jet-black hair lay softly on his skin.

Cheng Yuhao waited for several seconds but did not get an answer from Pei Lin. He turned his head and took a quick glance at the corridor. Seeing that the teacher was not there, he continued, "Let me introduce you to what it is all about?"

Pei Lin grabbed a paper and threw it at Cheng Yu Hao's face, "Shut up."

"Okay, then I'll return it intact." Cheng Yu Hao took down the paper, folded it obediently, and put it back where it was just now. He glanced out of the corner of his eye, as if he saw something impossible to happen. He stared like a copper bell, "Damn it, Brother Pei, what is that sticking on your neck?"

Song Yao stopped writing.

Following Cheng Yuhao's gaze, Pei Lin raised his hand and touched his neck. He touched a small area of ​​convex band-aids, and was amused: "A band-aid, have you never used it?"

"I know it's a Band-Aid, and I've used it before. What I'm curious about is that you would use such a mother-in-law Band-Aid? This is obviously only used by girls. Tsk, it's still a little yellow duck."

You are a mother, and your whole family is a mother.

Song Yao took a deep breath and told herself not to be angry.

Take a sip of red dates and wolfberry tea to calm down.

Pei Lin noticed Song Yao's movements at the front table, and a smile flashed in his eyes.Looking at Cheng Yuhao, he said, "This is not a mother."

"What's your mother's name?" Cheng Yu Hao felt in the pockets on both sides of his coat, and finally found a crumpled bandage, which was a very traditional one, "Look, this is what we men use. "

"Snapped!"

Cheng Yuhao was startled and looked at Song Yao blankly.

Song Yao put down the book in her hand, turned her head to look at Cheng Yuhao, her tone could not hear any emotion: "I'm sorry."

Cheng Yuhao blinked in confusion: "No, nothing."

Pei Lin saw that the table in front of him was about to smoke from his head and was pouring water on himself desperately, so he tapped Cheng Yu Hao on the head with a pen and said, "Take it back, I don't need it."

"Why don't you need it?"

"too ugly."

"Uh..." Cheng Yuhao was aggrieved and took back the bandage.

Pei Lin glanced at Song Yao's angry round head, and was silent for a few seconds, thinking that at least it was Song Yao who saw that he was injured, so he said, "I'd rather have a little yellow duck bandage." Cheng Yuhao's pocket, "It's too ugly."

Cheng Yuhao: QAQ! !

Song Yao's ears were burning under the black hair.

Cheng Yu Hao quickly rolled away, Pei Lin hugged his arms, the chair leaned back with only two chair legs supporting his body, stretched his long legs, and stepped on the back rail of Song Yao's chair.

Song Yao's chair moved suddenly, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground. He picked it up and turned to look at Pei Lin, asking with a wooden face, "What are you doing?"

Pei Lin leaned forward, pulling closer to Song Yao, their noses almost touching each other.

Song Yao's eyes moved, she lowered her eyes slightly and distanced herself, and was about to turn back to continue writing exercises when her earlobe was suddenly pulled.

Song Yao: "?"

Song Yao covered her ears and looked at Pei Lin viciously: "What are you doing?"

"No." Pei Lin withdrew his hand and said without changing his face, "What kind of shower gel did you use?"

The topic jumped a little fast, and Song Yao couldn't react for a while, "What...what?"

Pei Lin recalled the familiar sweet smell just a few seconds ago when the distance suddenly got closer, and said, "It smells good."

"It's just the usual body wash." Song Yao felt a little embarrassed. She didn't expect that one day she would hear that she smelled good from someone else, and that she was a boy around his age.

Pei Lin was thoughtful, and said oh, but said nothing else.

Song Yao thinks the school bully is a bit strange, the school bully described in the original book is very arrogant and domineering, always fighting with others when they disagree with each other.But Song Yao found that Pei Lin didn't seem to be so difficult to get along with after contacting him a few times.

Song Yao turned back and settled down to prepare for dictation.

But he didn't know that the moment he turned around, Pei Lin raised his eyes to look at him in a blind spot.

Pei Linding watched Song Yao for a few seconds, then took out his mobile phone and bowed his head to type on it.

A few minutes later, Fu Yan, who was playing a game, saw Pei Lin's message pop up on the screen.

[Brother Pei: Help me find out what body wash Song Yao uses. 】

Fu Yan:?

【Brother Pei: I transferred an account to you (100.00)】

【Brother Pei: He said it's very common, so it shouldn't be very expensive. 】

Another few seconds passed.

[Brother Pei: Can the shower gel be used as laundry detergent? 】

Fu Yan:? ?

The author says:

Brother Pei: My wife is very sweet, I will post with my wife =3=