wait a minute, i have a temper

Grades are not everything.

But this time the results represent the comparison of the performance of the two miraculous figures in No. [-] Middle School, which will add a lot of ink to the final ownership of No. [-] God of War in No. [-] Middle School.

Whether it is the No. [-] God of War in the No. [-] Middle School who will keep the original throne or the dark horse of the freshmen will rise to the throne and win the throne. Let's see the results in the next period. Amu will make a comprehensive analysis for you.

"This is a crazy thing." Yan Ze looked at the post bar while pushing the shopping cart.

Today is Saturday, and Yan Ze's mother sent Yan Ze to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

He was happily pushing the shopping cart to buy chicken wings, but suddenly he remembered something and took out his phone to read the post.

He hasn't posted on the forum for a long time. I really don't know if I don't see it. Those posts about himself in the past are now deleted. The hottest one on the top of the forum is this comparison picture of Yan Ze vs. Su Boyu who is the last number one god of war.

Yan Ze scrolled down and found that there are quite a few comparison items, including academic performance, sports items, artistic skills, approachability, and the final vote of appearance.

Yan Ze put away the phone and was speechless.

When I was checking out, my mother called again, "Hey, have you finished shopping? Buy more food. The shelf in the store fell down today. A kind mother and son came to help me clean up everything." Yan Ze heard the noisy voice over there. , the mother should be talking with the mobile phone between her face, "It happens to be from our community, so invite him and his mother to our house for dinner."

"Auntie, let me hold your phone for you."

Then came the voice of the mother thanking and the murmurs.

Yan Ze didn't know if he was bewitched or what, he just felt that the voice just now was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

Thinking of this, Yan Ze shook his head, "Okay, I know Mom, I'll be back in a while."

So when Yan Ze returned home with a lot of ingredients, he felt that he was bewitched.

I saw Su Boyu's voice coming from the kitchen: "Let me help you, auntie."

At that second, Yan Ze finally realized what the hell it is to say that Yuanjialu is narrow.

Yan's mother kept laughing beside her, "Hey, you kid is really capable, I wish my son was like you."

"How old is your son this year?" Su Boyu asked while washing coriander.

Mother Yan heard the sound of opening and closing the door, she came out and said, "It's as old as you, see if he's not coming back."

Su Boyu came out after hearing the voice, holding unwashed coriander in his hand, and when he saw Yan Ze carrying a big bag and a small bag, he was obviously stunned, and he almost couldn't hold back the swearing, "Hey, I ..”

Seeing the two of them staying in place, Mother Yan was even more pleasantly surprised, "Do you two know each other?"

Yan Ze gritted his teeth, "It's more than acquaintance." He looked at Su Boyu standing in his living room with his coriander in his hand.

Su Boyu smiled: "I know you too well."

Mother Yan then rushed the two of them into the kitchen and asked them to cook together, "Then do your work, your mother is still outside looking after the store for me, I have to go quickly."

There was a moment of silence after the two were blasted into the kitchen.

Su Boyu pre-empted the attack, he held up the coriander and pretended to swear, "I really didn't expect this at all."

Yan Ze put the chicken wings on the desk, ignored him, and started washing the chicken wings by himself.

Su Boyu looked at Yan Ze's skillful technique, washing the chicken wings, deboning, seasoning, and then submerging the chicken wings.

He washed the coriander and put it aside, and suddenly said: "Auntie's pancakes are delicious."

Yan Ze, who was washing the vegetables, paused, recalling what his mother said just now, he stopped, rarely looked seriously at the annoying looking person in front of him and said, "Thank you."

After hearing this, Su Boyu immediately stepped forward, put his hand next to his ear and approached Yan Ze, "What is that? I didn't hear clearly."

Yan Ze looked up at him, and when Su Boyu approached him, he had to raise his head slightly to meet his gaze.

Su Boyu put his hand down, he looked down at Yan Ze whose eyes were a little dodgy, Su Boyu said again: "Huh?"

Su Boyu's breath rushed towards his face when he spoke, and Yan Ze felt the warmth. He took a step back uncomfortably, and then moved aside with the pot where the chicken wings were being marinated.

Su Boyu smiled softly when he saw his little movements, and the kitchen door was pushed open when he was about to speak.

"Son, I called your mother over for dinner. I just heard from your mother that you have just moved to this community, which building do you live in?" Mother Yan came in with a fish.

Su Boyu looked at Yan Ze and replied, "It's on this floor."

"Hey! What a coincidence, that's great!" Mother Yan clapped her hands.

Then another woman came into the kitchen. Her long hair was loose and she was holding a small bag in her left hand. Su Boyu saw her and said, "Mom."

Yan Ze pursed his lips, "Hello, Auntie." He looked at Su's mother. Su Boyu's appearance was quite different from his mother's. Rather like the kind of gentle woman who is not good at words.

Mother Su nodded, looked at Yan Ze and said with a smile, "Are you also in No. [-] Middle School?"

Yan Ze nodded.

"My son is a new transfer, he may not be very honest, you will realize it in a few days, so please keep an eye on him with other classmates, and don't let him cause trouble." Su's mother said this very sincerely.

Yan Ze just wanted to say that it didn't take a few days to experience it, and he had already experienced it now.

Su Boyu seemed to have heard Yan Ze's inner monologue, and said to Su's mother with a smile: "The teacher arranged us to be at the same table."

"This, this is too coincidental!" Yan's mother interrupted, and then looked at the two with a smile, "How wonderful, the two children are at the same table at school, and they go upstairs and downstairs after returning home."

Su Boyu echoed, "I think so too."

Mother Su smiled and nodded.

I don't think so!

Yan Ze just wanted to run to the balcony and stay alone for a while.

However, under the cruel reality, he still sat down with Su Boyu's mother and son to have dinner with a smile on his face.

Mother Yan gave Su Boyu a piece of Coca-Cola chicken wings, "Try Ozawa's cooking."

After Su Boyu thanked him, he heard Yan's mother raised an eyebrow at Yan Ze's nickname, and he looked at Yan Ze.

Yan Ze was expressionless.

"Son, I don't know your name yet." Mother Yan asked with a smile.

"Su Boyu."

Yan's mother was taken aback when she heard this, then looked at Su's mother and said, "Supor, ah, what a good name."

As soon as these words came out, Su's mother, who had always been indifferent, couldn't hide her smile.

Su Boyu laughed heartily.

"Mom, his name is Su Boyu." Yan Ze's voice was a little higher. He knew that his mother was hard of hearing, so he couldn't help but laughed along with him.

Yan Ze looked at Su Boyu, and said without knowing why: "Su Boer?"

But after he finished speaking, he regretted it. He forgot that Su Boyu was a person who could open a dyeing workshop if he gave him color.

Sure enough, Su Boyu said to him, "Ozawa?"

Go to your rice cooker!