After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No.40 who wanted a divorce for three days.

When An Rao returned to the classroom, Lin Jingxi was discussing his experience in England with the students around him.

He is good-looking and nice to speak, so he is naturally very popular with students.

An Rao went over and put the form on his desk, and nodded: "The teacher gave you time to do it again, the value is wrong."

Lin Jingxi's smile froze instantly.

He took a deep breath and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"There is nothing wrong, just the value is wrong, the process is wrong."

In an instant, Lin Jingxi's eye sockets turned red.

He clenched the form tightly, his knuckles pale.

"An Rao, you are still targeting me everywhere, what did I do wrong?"

An Rao talked to him in Chinese, but he responded in English.

Even a fool can see the smallness in his heart.

The beauty wept bitterly, but the gentlemen could not bear to see such a scene.

They immediately took out a tissue and handed it over, patting him on the shoulder: "Don't be sad."

Then they looked at An Rao again: "Friends should treat each other with sincerity, there is no need to be so aggressive."

An Rao didn't want to pay attention to the group of idiots who rushed to speak before they figured out what happened. He looked at Lin Jingxi with a kind smile on his lips:

"I said, you can't forget your roots in life. The teachers in our country have never taught you to fool around twice. Besides, it's just asking you to learn it again. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Lin Jingxi felt even more aggrieved, her small mouth curled into a wavy line.

The author of the original text often writes like this. When he is wronged, his small mouth becomes a wavy line.

The students felt that An Rao was a bit of a villain, but he couldn't show his disgust on his face.

They didn't know exactly what happened, they only knew that An Rao was right and not forgiving.

At this time, Isidor suddenly came over, looking like passing by, but with a clear purpose.

He politely said to Lin Jingxi: "Student, the teacher asked you to correct the value, it's not a big deal, just change it."

Only then did the students realize that it turned out to be just modifying the value!

Why do you have to act like others are deliberately bullying him!

In particular, he humiliated himself in front of Isidor!

The students suffered from being dumb, so they ignored Lin Jingxi and went back to their seats to do their own business.

Back at the seat, An Rao took out the timetable to see what the next class was.

Isidor on the side suddenly handed over a piece of paper and asked softly, "Can I leave your Twitter?"

Hearing this, Chu Guannan in the front seat suddenly leaned back and leaned against An Rao's table.

Let's not say that I don't have Twitter, even if I do, I will be lectured by someone from Chu if I don't guarantee it.

An Rao could only politely shake his head.

Isidor shrugged, still with a stylized smile on his face: "There are elective courses this afternoon, have you selected any courses?"

I seem to have heard the principal say this, saying that elective courses should also be recorded in the total grade.

An Rao shook his head: "What courses can you choose?"

"A lot, like football hockey car repairs and things like that."

An Rao thought for a while, then poked Chu Guannan in the front seat: "What do you want to choose?"

"car repair."

An Rao originally thought that they were some elegant courses similar to table manners, and he couldn't fix a car repair directly.

"Then I'll fix the car too."

"What a coincidence, I'm also a car repairman." Isidore laughed.

Isidor is elegant and noble with blond hair and blue eyes, and his appearance has nothing to do with auto repair.

An Rao still couldn't help sighing that the greatness of Adland Public School is not that many royal families and nobles study here, nor does it lie in the number of prime ministers and celebrities, but that the school can use the most intuitive way to let students experience the world.

Absolute obedience is required in discipline, and a hundred flowers bloom in interest.

The second section is British Classical History, which is one of the main subjects that must be taken in the Adran exam, which is equivalent to domestic history.

The teacher looked more than seventy years old, but the tuxedo made him full of energy, and his white and thin hair was carefully brushed back.

He claims to be the retired steward of the British royal family and knows the entire history of the royal family well.

This teacher is very interesting. He also told everyone a little secret: "Did I watch the prince's birth, or did I put the prince in the incubator? Do you know the secret of the prince?"

The students shook their heads excitedly and couldn't wait to hear it.

The teacher smiled mysteriously and raised his hand to show his heart.

"There is a pink heart-shaped birthmark on the prince's lower back, which is the trace of the goddess Issus' kiss."

After that, he looked at Isidor in the last row, and asked with a smile, "Student Isidor, do you agree that the prince is a gift from Essex to the royal family?"

Isidor followed with a smile: "I think the princess is the best gift God bestows on the royal family."

An Rao rested his fingers on his chin, not understanding the meaning of this conversation.

To put it bluntly, just kneel and lick the royal family, the princess and her son.

After one class, An Rao felt that he didn't learn anything, he only listened to the teacher's bragging, the old lady wore cotton trousers, and a suit.

Adran has very few classes, only two in the morning, and eats after the end.

This is a test. If you just listen to the teacher's bullshit for two weeks, wouldn't you be ashamed in front of high school students?

An Rao pondered for a moment, picked up the classical history textbook and followed the student army to the cafeteria.

Chu Guannan followed him, looking at the textbook in his hand.

I always feel that I have forgotten something, which is very important.

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

When the two entered the cafeteria, they saw the students put their briefcases in the cabinet at the door, and then lined up neatly to receive their meal trays, and went to the self-service outlet to choose their favorite food.

The food in Yadlan is very rich. Although it is not much different from domestic colleges and universities, there are no aunts with shaking hands here, and you can eat as much as you want.

An Rao chose steak, vegetable and fruit salad, and pasta, and came to the corner with the plate and Chu Guannan.

The VJ on the side took a close-up of their food.

An Rao spread out the textbook, found what the teacher said today, flipped through the book with a knife in one hand, and made two lines of notes from time to time.

He cut the steak with one hand, and the steak slid to the side.

I dragged it back and continued to cut. After cutting for a long time, the steak didn't move at all.

Chu Guannan looked at him, pulled his dinner plate to help him cut the steak into small pieces, and pushed it back.

"Thank you." An Rao smiled.

"It's not a good habit to read while eating." Chu Guannan reminded.

"I know, but if we don't work hard, we will lose to the British high school students."

An Rao didn't want to lose. He knew that there were indeed unreasonable factors in domestic education, but he just couldn't swallow it.

"Then look, I'll feed you."

An Rao:?

When he looked up, a fork with rolled spaghetti had been delivered to his mouth.

He quickly bit into the spaghetti, covered his mouth with his hand and chewed, and looked around quietly.

The cafeteria was very quiet, save for the occasional crisp sound of knives and forks hitting plates.

The school supervisor lady in a long black dress clasped her hands naturally on her lower abdomen, and walked slowly past each table.

As soon as she left, the students looked at her cautiously, and their eating movements were a little slower.

She stopped when she turned to An Rao and Chu Guannan's table.

An Rao looked up at her.

Like a lady walking out of an oil painting, dignified and elegant, with red lips like roses.

But his eyes were extremely sharp.

She raised her hand to take away An Rao's textbook, and knocked on the table: "Come with me."

An Rao didn't know why, so he looked at Chu Guannan suspiciously.

Chu Guannan frowned, put down his knife and fork, stood up and walked along with him.

The school supervisor led them to the entrance of the cafeteria, pointing to the big sign above:

[Books are sacred, please leave them in a clean and tidy place. 】

Then, she knocked on the cabinet with a book, her voice was stern: "School rules 152, books are not allowed in the cafeteria, you have seen it."

Ah, there were too many school rules at that time, and I was sent to the teaching building by the principal before I had time to read them.

An Rao nodded and admitted: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen this one yet."

The principal's expressionless face was like a sculpture: "Then remember it now."

"remember."

"Then as punishment, come with me."

punish?

Did Adrian really treat students as human beings?

Sure enough, one side supports the other side. In China, if teachers can see students who persist in studying after eating, they will be so happy that they will spiral into heaven.

The school supervisor led them to a small auditorium, pushed open the door, and black overflowed.

The entire room was less than one square meter, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"Go in, come out in two hours."

The school supervisor's eyes were like ice cubes, with a ghastly chill.

Although it is a filming program, it is the rule to be punished for violating the regulations.

An Rao raised his legs and walked in.

"Wait a minute." His wrist was suddenly pinched.

Turning his head, he met Shang Chu Guannan's cold gaze, which was similar to that of the school supervisor.

"I'll replace him." Chu Guannan's voice was sonorous and forceful, revealing an irresistible determination.

The principal's pupils trembled, and his brows furrowed: "Whoever does something wrong will be punished. This is the rule."

"I failed to supervise well and did not remind in time, so I should be punished together."

The school supervisor stared at them for a long time, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, then it will be as you wish."

The two stood side by side in the dark and narrow punishment room. The room was so small that they could bump into the wall when they turned around.

"Whether you're stupid or not is nothing to be proud of." An Rao said helplessly.

Chu Guannan didn't speak.

After a long time, he took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket: "You're not full, eat this."

An Rao's eyes widened suddenly: "Do you still dare to hide snacks and want to lock them up for two more hours?"

He said so, but honestly took the chocolate with his hand and tore open the package.

The silky and slightly bitter taste of chocolate melts on the tip of the tongue, and then it becomes sweet again with distinct layers.

"Why do you always carry chocolates with you?" An Rao was very curious, and it was the same in Shet Mountain last time.

"You get hungry very easily."

After pausing his fingers, An Rao slowly turned his head to look at him.

Chu Guannan is an extremely self-disciplined person and will never do anything against the rules, but carrying chocolates with him is his last stubbornness.

The reason is that An Rao gets hungry very easily.

An Rao cleared his throat and lowered his head.

In the silent darkness, the sound of the other party's breathing was exceptionally clear.

"Then you were at Xie Te Mountain before, and you gave Lin Jingxi chocolate..."

Crazy, why would I say such a thing, as if I cared very much and was very narrow-minded.

Chu Guannan looked at him suspiciously.

After a while, suddenly realized.

"It's for you, but the assistant is not very obedient."

"Liar, you not only gave him chocolates, but also gave him such an expensive car, you never bought it for me."

Sure enough, crazy, no, why ask such a question.

Isn't it normal for Chu Guannan to like Lin Jingxi to give him a tens of millions of luxury cars? Why is he so jealous here?

In the darkness, there was a chuckle.

"For my birthday last year, Lin Jingxi gave him a Porsche. I didn't want to accept it, but the assistant decided to transfer the car to my name on my behalf. It's not polite to send it back. So this year, he gave him a Porsche for his birthday. In this way, we don't owe each other. .”

After speaking, he looked at An Rao: "Want?"

An Rao pouted, but said nothing.

"When the shooting is over, I will take you to see what car you like."

"No, I have money myself, I can buy a small car, and I can just travel."

They are not real couples, they are not real husband and wife, and it is hard to tell if they have a relationship with money.

"Hummer? Maybach?" Chu Guannan said to himself as if he didn't listen to him.

Just hearing these names makes An Rao so greedy, which boy doesn't like cars.

"Don't spend money, just lend me your Koenigsegg to show off for two days, remember to take a picture of me, the kind that accidentally reveals the car logo."

He had been fond of Chu Guannan's car for a long time, and he was always embarrassed to ask to borrow it.

"give you."

An Rao:! !

He completely forgot about the current situation, raised his head, his eyes sparkled: "Really?!"

Chu Guannan nodded: "The garage and others are all yours."

"Husband, you're so kind—" An Rao couldn't help hugging his neck, grinning almost to the ear.

Chu Guannan embraced his waist, pressed him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Then what do you want to give me in return?"

"Send you the picture I drew."

"Yes." He lowered his head, and lightly pressed the tip of his nose against An Rao's nose, "By the way, there is this."

While speaking, his teeth bit his lips, and the tip of his tongue stuck in and carefully tested.

An Rao's head froze, his body lost strength all of a sudden, he slid down against the wall for a few minutes, and was immediately dragged up again.

He's so weird, he just gnaws at the slightest disagreement, isn't he addicted?

However, Chu Guannan's aura was so strong that it instantly melted all his rationality.

As a result, I could only be taken away by him, without any thought at all.

An Rao's fingers tightened suddenly, and the tip of his tongue slowly pushed out tentatively.

The two are soft and entangled, like a lustful snake.

The body is about to melt away...

"Oh!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise!

A blinding glare came over in an instant.

An Rao quickly snatched back his tongue and followed the sound.

There were a bunch of people standing outside, including a VJ, a field manager, and... the school supervisor with an aunt's smile on his face.

An Rao froze for a moment, his eyes widened suddenly.

He slowly looked at Chu Guannan.

"How about my move." The school supervisor changed his cold and severe attitude just now, and smiled like the enthusiastic aunt next door.

"Mrs. Semmes is amazing." VJ applauded.

At this moment, An Rao finally realized.

It turned out that all of this was just a well-established script, and everyone was performing dedicated role-playing according to the plot.

I almost forgot, and almost fell.

Facing the camera, Chu Guannan remained calm, smiling and shaking hands with the school supervisor.

Ah, it suddenly occurred to me that he is the best actor who has won several awards.

An Rao lowered his hands, his eyes fell on Chu Guannan's tall back.

Afterwards, he also clapped his hands together, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thanks for your hard work."

Back in the classroom, I saw Lin Jingxi talking enthusiastically with the students next to him.

"Yes, I heard that he entered the punishment room."

Classmate: "What's the reason?"

"I heard that he violated the school rules, but entering the punishment room, I really didn't expect him to ignore the school rules."

Isidor raised his head from the book, his blue eyes were like clear crystals, carrying a hint of chill.

He turned the pen, leaning back, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's an overstatement to say that you ignore the school rules. There are so many school rules that everyone forgets. When I first entered school, I went to the Academic Affairs Office three times a week."

Another student also echoed: "It takes time to adapt, so don't be too strict with new classmates."

The corner of Lin Jingxi's mouth twitched.

After a long while, he quietly approached the classmate next to him, pointed to Isidor and asked, "Who is he, it seems that you all seem to care about what he said."

The classmate smiled and said nothing.

"Huh? Who is it?" Lin Jingxi was even more curious when he saw the strange behavior of these children.

"It's a classmate. The school has a rule that you can't talk about your classmate's identity."

Lin Jingxi said "Oh", and turned to look at the tall boy.

Although he is only a child, he has an inexplicable maturity that does not match his age, and he always feels that he is a big shot.

Adlan only has four classes a day, and the last class is an elective class of interest. After 03:30, students can move freely, or go to the library or go to sports. The school will not take care of it, let alone leave homework.

This is unthinkable in China.

An Rao packed up his books and put them in his bag. Isidore came over and said, "Take you to the car repair studio."

Chu Guannan pushed the chair under the table casually, and said indifferently, "I'll go too."

The three of them walked side by side. Along the way, they saw many students who had finished their classes walking on the campus, full of spirits, even a little mature.

"Xiao An, you are here." A sudden sound came from behind.

Turning around, I saw brothers Shen Weizhou and Shen Yi waving to this side.

The moment he approached, Shen Weizhou's originally kind smile froze in an instant.

He looked Isidor up and down, and turned his eyes back to Chu Guannan.

Just look at them one left and one right door god, sandwiching An Rao in the middle.

"You guys..." Shen Weizhou narrowed his eyes, revealing a look of scrutiny.

"Let's go to elective courses." An Rao didn't know what he was looking at, but the look in his eyes made people uncomfortable.

Shen Weizhou raised the corner of his mouth and moved closer: "What course did you choose?"

"car repair."

"car repair?"

He suddenly thought of An Rao, who was wearing a crimson ultra-short tight skirt, kneeling on the hood of a luxury car with his long legs crossed, brushing his long hair with his fingers, his graceful and slender neck connected to his round right-angled shoulders. Style at a glance.

Accidentally, the shoulder straps were broken, and the skirt slid down, revealing the snow-white chest.

He calmly raised his hand to cover the crumbling skirt on his side chest, and when he raised his head, his winking eyes were like silk:

"Brother Zhou, can you help me—"

nosebleed, nosebleed...

Shen Weizhou clenched the music score in his hand and hid it behind his back: "I haven't chosen yet, just in time, let's go to the car repair together."

VJ zoomed in the camera very sharply, and there was a super close-up on the title of "Elective Course: Violin" on the music score.

"You don't have any ideas of your own?" Chu Guannan raised his head, his eyes darkened, "Or do you have other plans."

Shen Weizhou stared at him blankly for a long time, then chuckled, and pierced his provocative eyes like needles: "Men all like cars, so what's wrong with me choosing auto repair?"

"No problem." Chu Guannan moved closer to his ear, his voice lowered, "But with me here, your hopes will come to naught."

He straightened up and patted Shen Weizhou on the shoulder.

Shen Weizhou's face darkened, his eyes slid across Chu Guannan's body like a knife blade.

At this time, Isidor suddenly stood up: "Sorry, the auto repair class is full, you can look at other classes, they are also very good."

Shen Weizhou smiled: "Who are you, does it have anything to do with you?"

Isidor shrugged with a smile: "You may not know that elective courses are organized by students themselves, so there is no teacher, and the organizer...is me."

Shen Weizhou's mocking smile suddenly froze on his face.

Shen Yi patted his cousin on the shoulder helplessly: "Let's go to the violin lesson obediently."

……

Isidore led the two of them to a small classroom, and walked out with two gray-green overalls: "Course uniforms are required for class."

Shake off the clothes, it is the traditional one-piece overalls for auto repair, but with the shield logo of Adrian.

One more small logo, the price can be different.

An Rao put on the overalls, and pulled the zipper on the back with his fingers and pulled it up vigorously.

But it didn't move for a long time.

Chu Guannan was wearing gloves, seeing his clumsy appearance, smiled and shook his head.

Flicking his hand away, he pinched the zipper and pulled it up.

An Rao lowered his head for a long time, and whispered, "Thank you."

"Why are you so born?" Chu Guannan gently leaned close to his side face, holding him in his arms with his vigorous body.

The hot air from the nostrils sprayed on the ears, itching.

An Rao raised his hand and scratched his ear.

Ears are hot.

"Thank you is polite." An Rao spoke righteously.

Chu Guannan's expression was as indifferent as ever, he zipped up and smoothed An Rao's collar.

The two communicated in Chinese throughout the whole process, but Isidore couldn't understand a word. He lowered his head and tore off the fluff on the gloves, and his peripheral vision floated on the tight body of the two.

It seems that the relationship is very good.

But I don't lose to him either.

After changing their clothes, the three of them left the classroom and came to a hole in a red brick building, where several students had already started preparing for class.

No matter when, these children are always young and handsome, as bright as jade trees.

An Rao stood there, his eyes straightened.

The average price of seven or eight luxury cars is tens of millions!Domineeringly occupying the entire building, it is not only expensive, but also has all kinds of models of super running off-road business.

Such an expensive car for children to practice?

Wait, it's not that there are no teachers but students organize themselves.

That being said, these cars...

An Rao looked at Isidor in astonishment.

Amazing, the kid is absolutely amazing.

Isidor walked over and patted the hood of one of the cars, leaning on the front of the car with a tall and tall body.

He looked up at An Rao, and tilted his head with a smile: "Which one do you like?"

An Rao: I like them all.

But if he breaks it, will he have to pay for it...

An Rao looked around among several luxury cars, and finally pointed to the cheapest Lorinser VS, cleared his throat: "That's it."

More than 300 million, barely can afford to pay.

"Let's take a look at the structure first."

Isidor opened the car door and sat in, pulled the switch handle, and the hood opened a small crack with a "click".

He got out of the car, walked to An Rao, and said with a smile: "There is an auxiliary hook handle in the hood, and the hood can be opened by lifting the paddle, try?"

There are a few English words in it that are a bit unfamiliar to An Rao, but he probably means that he needs to raise the handle by himself.

He reached into the gap and fumbled, there were several strange bumps on the edge of the cover, An Rao wasn't sure which one it was.

After searching for a long time, Isidore asked with a smile, "Didn't you find it?"

An Rao nodded honestly.

Isidor stretched his hand in together, pinched An Rao's finger with his fingertips, and moved it slightly to the side: "This is it, dial it up."

Under the guidance of Isidor, An Rao tried to hook the paddle, and the hood lifted.

Isidore gave him a piece of paper with a car structure drawn on it: "You can read this, and if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

As soon as he turned his head, An Rao met his clear blue eyes, like the sea water in Fiji, with rippling waves.

Isidore looked back at Chu Guannan, and saw that he was studying the structure of another car with other students, looking serious, and it seemed that he was also interested in this aspect.

Isidore lowered his head, leaned close to An Rao and asked softly, "Do you have time on the weekend?"

An Rao: "Huh?"

"I mean, can I have the honor of having you as a guest at my house?"

"Is your home far away?" An Rao thought it didn't matter, and it's not like he never went to a classmate's house to play.

"A little bit, but it's only three hours by train."

"Do you still want to take the train?"

"Yes, in London."

Traveling so far from London to go to school?

But it would be nice to go to London to see the largest city in Europe.

"Yes." An Rao agreed.

"Then... will he go with him too?" Yixi glanced at Chu Guannan extravagantly.

An Rao followed suit.

Let’s not talk about whether Chu Guannan himself wants to go to London, but the program group with the theme of "love" will definitely not let himself go to London as a lone wolf.

"Maybe?" An Rao was not too sure, "If you don't want him to go, then let's talk about it later, we are a community of destiny."

An Rao raised the corners of his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and his words were extremely understanding.

"OK, no problem, take him with you if you want." Isidor picked up the wrench, "Now, try to remove the shock absorber?"

An Rao was extra careful when dismantling the parts of a luxury car for the first time. He held his breath and followed Isidor's instructions step by step. Even though it was almost November, his forehead was still sweating thinly.

Isidore looked at it for a while, then rolled up his sleeves and exposed half of his forearm, helping to wipe off the fine sweat on his head.

An Rao couldn't help sighing.

Students from prestigious schools are very sensible, thinking of my high school students...

It's hard to say.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then the excited shouts of the students were heard:

"Mr. Ingmar!"

Turning around, I saw the principal, the supervisor, and several leaders walking towards this side surrounded by a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

Ingmar?The founder of Bateman, one of the top ten luxury cars in the world, also has this name.

He had seen this face with no grass on its head but an unusually thick beard in car magazines more than once.

It’s impossible to think of elective courses that not only allow students to organize themselves, but also communicate face-to-face with industry giants?

It's no wonder that although Adlan's grades in private schools are not ranked in the top ten, they are still notoriously difficult to get into.

It turns out that what people value is not grades, but contacts and resources. Being able to communicate face-to-face with leaders in various fields at a young age is already ahead of 90.00% of their peers.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ingmar." Isidor took off his gloves and walked over, shaking hands with Ingmar calmly.

The two looked very familiar, as if they had been friends for many years.

"Today we are honored to have Mr. Ingmar here to guide you. If you have any questions to ask, you should seize this opportunity." Even the always strict principal had to shake off Show a flattering smile.

Ingmar and Isidor had a good chat, and the two walked to An Rao's side.

"This is the guest of our school who came to shoot the program. Let them know the basic car structure today." Isidor introduced.

Ingmar looked up at An Rao, his expression changed from friendly to serious.

"Mr. Ingmar, hello." An Rao extended his hand and said hello politely.

Ingmar stretched out his hand and pressed his palm lightly as a handshake.

"So, how much do you know about the structure of cars?" Ingmar spoke quickly, with a bone-chilling chill.

"Just started learning, maybe I still can't recognize it completely." An Rao said truthfully.

There is no need to be too vain in front of the car boss, he is not stupid.

Ingmar heaved a long sigh, with an odd smile on his face.

"With all due respect, I don't even understand the basic theoretical structure of cars, so there is no need to take this course."

As soon as the words came out, the VJs who were filming next to him put down their cameras in embarrassment.

An Rao smiled slowly: "If I understand everything, there is no need to continue studying."

Not knowing whether it was the disdain for laymen or the deep-rooted racism in his bones, Ingmar hooked the corners of his lips, turned around and chatted cordially with other local students.

Isidor's expression was also very awkward. He clenched his fist and put it on his lips to cover up his throat, and then put on a smiling face:

"Don't mind, Mr. Ingmar only said that to encourage you."

An Rao smiled back: "This course will be included in the total test score, right?"

Isidore didn't know, so he nodded.

"Then work hard."

The author says:

The characters I made up are all illusions, don’t take them seriously (have you seen my strong desire to survive?)