After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

During the morning reading on Monday morning, Mr. Qin walked up to the podium with a stack of answer sheets in his hands.

The results of the monthly exam actually came out yesterday, but they hadn't been announced yet. At that time, Bo Xun was in physical training, so he didn't follow the big guys to the office to join in the fun and check the results.

"Song Song, come out for me." Teacher Qin simply cleaned up the broken chalk on the podium, and walked straight to the last row, "Come out!"

Song Song's grades have never dropped out of the top 20 of his age. As long as he plays steadily, he will always hover in the top five. He ranks first in the class for a long time, far ahead of No.2 by dozens of points.

He was called out, and there was an uproar in the class.

Bo Xun covered his mouth with his vocabulary, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Song Song's face turned pale, "Brother, remember to burn the paper for me."

He watched Song Song walk out of the classroom as if he was dead, and the sliding door was slammed shut by Teacher Qin.

There was a lot of discussion in the class.

"I said that this monthly exam is difficult, you see Song Song was called out..."

"Impossible, yesterday I clearly saw it, the first grade is also in our class, who can pass the exam so high except Song Song..."

"You must be wrong..."

"That's right, I'm sure..."

After a while, Song Song came in through the back door dejectedly, holding a report card in his hand.

Bo Xun looked at Fa Xiao abnormally, and was about to ask.

"Bo Xun, come out."

Bo Xun's heart skipped a beat.

The morning in early May was still a bit chilly. When standing in the corridor, Bo Xun put down his rolled up sleeves and stood up straight, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Teacher Qin gave him a few answer sheets that were stapled together, and his anger subsided a little, "I have made progress and passed, which is much better than when I first entered the freshman year of high school. If I copy the answers more carefully, I can improve my grades. You are the only sports student in our class. I don’t know what your training is like. Anyway, when the training is not tight, you should look at the wrong questions and memorize words. Also, you practice your words so much that it looks like a dog chewing on it. I suffered a lot during the college entrance examination."

"Okay." Bo Xun thought he was going to be scolded, but unexpectedly the atmosphere was unexpectedly peaceful, and even got a compliment.

"Your parents still can't come to the parents' meeting this weekend? Are you still training with your brother outside?" Teacher Qin asked casually while flipping through other answer sheets.

"En." Bo Xun nodded.

"Okay, then I'll give them a call. Also, you and Song Song are having a good time. His grades have been erratic recently. Are you in a relationship?"

"He's not in love." Bo Xun firmly denied.

"Really? Look into my eyes and say."

Bo Xun looked into Teacher Qin's eyes, "Really not."

Teacher Qin waved his hand to signal him to go back to class.

After returning to his seat, Teacher Qin stood on the podium again, showing a standard smirk in a refreshed manner, "The results of this monthly exam have come out. It seems that everyone has had a good time this month."

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Teacher Qin: "Let's talk about it first, this time the number one in the grade was born in our class."

"Who is it?"

"Hey, you didn't make up a lie to deceive us."

"The method of elimination is definitely not Song Song."

"Exclusion, and it's not me."

Teacher Qin allowed the students to discuss for a while, "Yu Jin. 700 points, no points deducted for composition, really very good." After speaking, he gave Bo Xun a look, "Come here and get it for him."

When Bo Xun got Yu Jin's answer sheet, his eyes stayed on the writing on it.

The standard Yan style regular script, with occasional strokes, is also handled very neatly and beautifully.He couldn't help but think of the font that the class teacher said just now that he gnawed like a dog.

Yu Jin took the answer sheet, said "thank you", and continued to do his own thing with his head down, without showing too much surprise.After the first class was over, many students suddenly came and surrounded Yu Jin.

Some asked about homework, and some asked for contact information.

Yu Jin was already beautiful, especially when he was not smiling, his slightly melancholy demeanor was especially popular with girls.

"That's great." Bo Xun glanced in the direction of the crowd sourly, and curled his lips. "At this time last week, he also said that I was the only friend, and I couldn't find anyone to help me. Besides, I haven't contacted him yet." method, he doesn’t even join the class.” He watched Yu Jin take out his mobile phone and hand it to the girl next to him to operate it for him, with a dazed expression on his face.

Song Song was lowering his head and writing an analysis of a math problem for him. He raised his head slightly and said calmly, "Shouldn't you envy him for being popular with girls? Why are you not only focusing on him as a friend?"

Bo Xun was speechless, "It's just..."

It just feels good to be needed by someone, especially when the other person is beautiful, which is entirely based on his desire to protect.

"Xiao Xun, you look like a resentful woman now." Song Song said, turning the page of the wrong question book, "I have summed it up for you, you can read it yourself."

"You're the fucking like-"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden vibration in his pocket.

Bo Xun sensed that the phone was ringing, and first glanced at the back door with his head hooked. After confirming that there was no teacher, he took it out.

On the lock screen is a request to add friends on social software.

He clicked on it and found that it was an account with a default avatar.

Adding method: group chat in Class 3 ([-]) of senior high school.

"Who is in this class?" Bo Xun tugged at Song Song's school uniform, "I remember that I joined everyone in the class except the teacher."

"Exclusion method, you just complained that you are not in the class, and you can't get the person with the contact information." Song Song's tone was very helpless.

Bo Xun let out an enlightened "Oh".

He poked his head and glanced in Yu Jin's direction.

Unexpectedly, when they saw it like this, their eyes met.

Bo Xun retracted his head a little embarrassedly, looked back at the analysis that Song Song had just written to him pretending to be calm, and talked with Song Song as if nothing had happened.

When the class bell rang, the phone suddenly vibrated again.

This time it's a new piece of information.

[Next time you need a lecture, can you come and ask me?I can do it too. 】

The physical training was over during the lunch break, and Bo Xun went to the locker in the public corridor to store the dirty training clothes as usual.

The hair that had just been splashed with cold water was wet, and the school uniform jacket was left open, and there were drops of water on his Adam's apple and collarbone.

Before reaching his closet, suddenly, something seemed to be kicked under his feet.

He bent down to pick it up.

It is a humanoid doll, the spherical joints are very delicate, and the hands, feet and torso can move.Wearing a long white shirt, the short black hair is somewhat messy, and looks very realistic.

When turning the doll over, Bo Xun froze, his breathing stopped for a while.

——The eyes are tightly wrapped by black tape, the nose is covered by a black three-dimensional mask, and the facial features of the doll are completely invisible.Around the neck, there is a black collar with a small black bell in the middle.

Touch carefully, the torso of the doll is full of knots.

Bo Xun couldn't hold back his curiosity, repeatedly checked that there was no one in the corridor, and lifted the doll's clothes.

The tortoise-like hemp rope knots are bound on the torso of the doll, densely packed.

If it was a real person, if he was tied up like this, he would definitely have no chance of breaking free.

It was the first time he saw such a weird thing, and he was a little overwhelmed.

After pausing for three seconds, he hurriedly put on the doll's clothes.

Looking around, only one locker with no name tag was open and unlocked.

It must have fallen out of the closet.

Bo Xun hurriedly opened the cabinet door, frantically trying to stuff the doll in.

There are a lot of things in the cabinet, so the stuffing, not only did not stuff the doll in, but the items inside popped out.

A stack of envelopes was scattered on the floor.

He sighed, not daring to panic anymore, he could only squat down and slowly clean up the mess.

Halfway through packing, he suddenly froze.

There was a pink letter that looked like a love letter, and the addressee was his name.

The word "Bo Xun" is particularly graceful, obviously a girl's handwriting.

He hastily looked at the other letters.

The addressee written on the envelope is him.

The handwriting varies, but they are basically envelopes in shades of pink, some with a heart drawn behind his name.

To be sure, it was a love letter written to him by different people.

Bo Xun has outstanding looks, and because of his sports practice, he has a good figure. Since entering school, he has received countless love letters, most of which are girls.

If he offered it face to face, he would refuse it in person, and if he secretly stuffed the love letter and didn't sign it, he would treat it as a straw paper.

He recalled that during this period of time, he did not receive any love letters.

Was it blocked by someone?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly pawed down a few more times.

At the bottom of the envelope is a chapter of crumpled draft paper.

Unfolding, Bo Xun gasped.

The word "Bo Xun" is densely packed on it.

The handwriting is sometimes sonorous and powerful, with sharp turns, and it seems that the emotion is very radical when writing.

Sometimes baring teeth and claws, frantically scribbling, it can be seen that the writer is very angry.

More often, his name is traced stroke by stroke, as if expressing love, with gentle strokes.

This sense of separation had such a strong impact on him that Bo Xun's mind went blank.

"Let's go, let's go, what are you doing squatting on the ground to block the road?" Aunt Cleaning yelled impatiently as she passed by pushing a mop.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Bo Xun hurriedly stuffed all these things back into this strange cabinet, and left in a hurry with lingering fear.

Just after the lunch break, the teaching building was unusually quiet.

He came in through the back door of the classroom and saw that Yu Jin was the only one in the class, leaning over slightly, writing his homework on the desk.

The sun shone on Yu Jin's soft yet angular face, even the shadows were pleasing to the eye.

The sound of "唰唰唰" is also neat and pleasant.

Yu Jin heard the huge movement of the sliding door, put down the pencil, looked at Bo Xun who was pacing back and forth from the corner of his eye, and asked, "What's the matter, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Bo Xun seemed to be holding on to a life-saving straw, and propped his hands on Yu Jin's desk, "Let me tell you, just now... I met a pervert." This word was a bit difficult to utter, and he hesitated for a few seconds before continuing Going on, "Yes, he is a very strange person." He was a little incoherent and didn't know how to describe it.

Yu Jin didn't know why, tilted his head slightly, and asked in doubt, "Changed/.state?"

"It's just..." Bo Xun couldn't help shivering when he thought of that weird doll, those intercepted love letters, and the piece of paper with his name written all over it.

"Don't panic, speak slowly." Seeing him trembling, Yu Jin carefully stretched out his hand and patted his back twice, patiently comforting him, "What happened?"