The school bully pretends to be high-cold

In the third and fourth quarters in the morning, Class 2 of Literature is a mathematics class. Arts students have complicated feelings about the subject of mathematics.

Say you like it, the perverted level of math problems has tortured me thousands of times, say you hate it, math scores are the fastest, and take off when you learn well, I treat math like first love.

"First love, first love, there is no good result between me and it." Wang Zehao lay on the table with a pen and scratched on the stem of a big math problem. His first two big problems both ended with one word.

solution.

According to the school's historical estimates, the mid-term exam will be in the next two or three weeks without any accidents. The impetuousness between classes in Wen 2 class is forcibly suppressed by the tension of exam preparation. The boys in the back row who used to be crazy in the past are safe this week Sit honestly in the seat, either sleep or play games with headphones, so as not to interfere with the learning atmosphere in the class.

Wang Zehao himself also wants to play games, but he is either studying or resting. He always feels guilty and ashamed if he doesn't learn something.

People who are better than you work harder than you, so you still have the nerve to play?

In front, there was one sleeping on the table, who was ranked first in their class and first in grade in the last monthly exam.

"Why do you think I am so tired recently?" Wang Zehao leaned over and asked in Yang Shuhuan's ear.

Yang Shuhuan was stuck on this big question for a while, racking his brains but couldn't figure it out, seeing Wang Zehao coming to chat with him, he simply put down his pen.

"I don't know, you ask?"

"Tsk." Wang Zehao thought to himself, let's forget it. He still remembers that when he woke up the other party with the question book yesterday, he was nagging at him before he could ask the question, saying, Don't bother me resting at the same table.

Grass.

Want to be at the same table without brothers, if Gu Chen hadn't immediately helped him solve the problem, Wang Zehao would have been ready to break up with him for 3 minutes.

Recently, Xiangyu seems to be sleeping too frequently between classes. When he came to school, his eyes were still slightly bruised, and his front-end time was fine, and it has been going on for three or four days now.

The students in the junior class also behaved in the same way when there was an accident at home. They couldn't sleep at night and their mental state was poor during the day. Xu Youluo asked for leave today because of something at home.

Gu Chen was worried that something happened to the other party recently.

The class bell rang, and Xiang Yu sat up automatically when he heard the bell, staring at the math problems on the table in front of him to activate his brain, and forced himself to wake up.

"Same table?" Gu Chen leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Is there nothing wrong with your family recently?"

"Ah?" Xiang Yu was stunned by his question, staring at him for a long time but unable to react.

Seeing that he was in such a bad mood, Gu Chen was afraid that he had hit the mark, so he comforted him: "I will be fine at the same table, everything will pass, if you need me, just ask, and I will help you." After finishing speaking He even straightened out the messy short hair of the other party when he was lying down, and couldn't help rubbing the top of the other party's head twice.

Xiang Yu continued to be in a daze until he heard the last sentence. After realizing it, he slapped off the opponent's hand and replied, "You can't help me."

Can't really help.

The ball of yarn arrived for several days, the other party's birthday was approaching, and with the midterm exam, he wanted to finish knitting the scarf quickly and study hard, so he stayed up until one or two in the morning these few days.

It's a pity that he swings his hands very well, but he really can't do this kind of meticulous work.

In just a few nights, I watched over and over again the video of a website teaching you how to weave a scarf from the first perspective.

- Brain: I learned.

- System: I also learned it.

-Xiang Yu: ...I've lost my studies.

He was so angry that he broke several woolen wooden needles. Xiang Yu watched the scarf he knitted with 40 stitches, and it became 43, 45, and now 50. After half a meter of knitting, it gradually changed from a rectangle to a trapezoid.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu sighed.

Forget it, go back and continue.

After class, Wen 2 class was unusually quiet. Everyone looked at the writing questions in a daze, but they didn't dare to make noise anyway. This situation lasted for nearly 10 minutes before the deadlock was broken.

Jiang Wensong said, "Brother Chen, why don't you go to the office?"

"Success." Gu Chen wrote the question, put down his pen, got up and walked out, and met the math teacher Liang Yingjuan when he went out.

Gu Chen greeted her with a smile, turned around and entered the class, followed by Liang Yingjuan onto the podium.

"I just went to a grade meeting, and I took out the supporting exercise book and turned it to page 29." Liang Yingjuan opened the book methodically, looked at the exercises on this page, and said: "The meeting is mainly about your arrangements for this midterm exam. The accident should be Monday and Tuesday next week."

We all know that this will happen sooner or later in the midterm exam, but the time schedule is really too tight. The midterm exam is different from the monthly exam. The results of this thing are the parent meeting.

No. [-] Middle School has abnormally stipulated that the parent meeting will not be notified by the students when they go home, but by the head teacher to send a text message to ensure that each parent knows the specific time of the meeting, and the students will not even have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

In the first semester of high school, Wang Zehao didn't know that No. [-] Middle School still had such tricks. He didn't get good grades in the midterm, and he spent [-] yuan to hire an uncle to pretend to be his father. As a result, the fake father met his father at the door of the class.

According to Yang Shuhuan, Papa Wang's real crocodile belt was almost torn off after returning home. Finally, Yang Shuhuan heard the screams upstairs and couldn't bear to find Gu Chen, knocked on the door of Wang Zehao's house, and rescued him under Papa Wang's belt. Classmate Wang Zehao crying loudly.

After school, Yang Shuhuan was out of breath when he talked about this incident, and he stopped laughing until Wang Zehao wanted to beat him at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Wang Zehao: "Unfortunate, I have to take it seriously in this midterm. I have decided to start reviewing from tonight, and do one or two sets of papers first when I go back. Brother Chen, come to my house and help me."

Gu Chen glanced at him, talking endlessly in his field of expertise.

"It's useless to just do papers, mouse, your foundation is poor, if you really want to improve steadily, you have to start from scratch, but fortunately, the content of our second and first year of high school is not up to the mark, such as mathematics, you don't need to start from scratch Just start from Chapter 1. When the time comes, you have to read the sample questions in the book carefully and do the supporting exercise book again. I promise you will directly raise the level, but—”

"That's right, brother Chen, you don't have to." Seeing that Gu Chen was talking too much again, Wang Zehao quickly stopped him and said, "I don't think your method is suitable for me, so I'll ask Baba to help me."

After finishing speaking, he showed a flattering smile at Xiang Yu: "You said yes, Baba, are you free this weekend and next weekend?"

Xiang Yu looked at him and thought for a moment, then said, "Anything is fine."

Several people lined up at the cafeteria window for a long time, and finally saw what dishes were served today.

"Yo!" Wang Zehao looked at the neatly stacked small black pots, and his eyes lit up, "Today there is a crock pot soup, let alone, tomato scrambled eggs, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised in soy sauce Eggplant, braised duck leg in soy sauce, braised chicken leg in soy sauce, double portion of rice, and a cup of kelp pork rib soup."

The canteen environment was messy, and Wang Zehao reported the names of the dishes quickly, and the aunt asked him several times before the meal was ready.

When placing the crock pot of soup in the groove on the upper right corner of the iron plate, he warned: "Slow down, this pot is not light."

The girl in the team next to her was also told by another aunt who was cooking rice. The weight distribution on the iron plate was uneven. When the girl picked it up, it shook twice, but it was steady.

"Student, be careful not to spill it. Just now, a classmate accidentally spilled it all over the floor."

"No, I'm very stable." The girl smiled, turned around and took a step, feeling her foot slipping.

Huarong turned pale and said, "Damn it!"

She stepped on the kelp that the last soup dispenser had missed to clean up, and the tray in her hand was sent forward and then quickly stabilized.

It might as well be unstable, the soup in the crock soup flew out like splashing water, and accidentally poured it on a boy's white sweater.

Xiang Yu: "..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The girl wanted to go up and look at Xiang Yu's clothes, but holding the tray, she could only do it in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I didn't mean it." Xiang Yu's face became more and more ugly, and the girl was so anxious that she cried when she saw it, "How about I wash it for you?"

"...No need." How could Xiang Yu ask others to do the laundry for him, he turned to Gu Chen and the others and said, "I'm going back to the dormitory first."

"Let me come with you. There is soap left by the housekeeper in the public sink." Gu Chen took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped off the unsucked soup on his clothes. There is at least a replacement for the clothes you didn’t take back.”

Afraid of delaying his meal, Xiang Yu said helplessly, "Just tell me where it is."

"It's okay." Gu Chen wrapped up the used paper and held it in his hands, planning to go to the trash can and throw it away later.

"Let's go, let's go back together." He said to Yang Shuhuan who hadn't eaten yet: "Huanhuan, I'll bring back two burritos later, we won't eat here."

Yang Shuhuan nodded in a daze, and said, "Okay."

The soup wet the side of the sweater, and Xiang Yu could feel that it had seeped in and stuck to the skin.

Feeling uncomfortable, Xiang Yu grabbed the piece and pulled the sweater outward, trying not to touch it.

"Be patient." Gu Chen knew that the other party loves to be clean, and seeing that he was uncomfortable, he coaxed, "Let's go to Auntie to borrow a basin, I still have wet tissues in the drawer, I'll wipe them for you when I go back."

Gu Chen had a good impression of the dormitory auntie, and when the auntie found out, she took out a new basin from the utility room and gave it to the two of them without saying a word.

This is provided for late students, but not for lunch dormitories.

Before they went upstairs, they asked Xiang Yu: "Can you wash it? Would you like me to wash it for you?"

"I can wash, thank you, auntie." Gu Chen smiled and waved at his auntie, holding the basin in one hand and pulling the cuff of the tablemate with the other to go upstairs.

Going back to the dormitory, Gu Chen was busier than Xiang Yu, the person involved. Before Xiang Yu had time to take off his clothes, Gu Chen had already picked up a pot of hot water from the hot water room and put it on the table, and brought soap.

Now I am bending over to look for clothes in the cabinet under the drawer. It is late autumn, and the temperature has dropped to single digits. The thickest piece of Gu Chen's clothes is the thin sweater worn in early autumn, and the rest are all short-sleeved.

Gu Chen took it out and put it on the edge of the upper bed, pulled out a short sleeve and put it on together, opened the drawer and passed the wet towel to Xiang Yu.

"At the same table, you get some soap and wipe it to remove the smell."

"it is good."

Xiang Yu carefully took off the dirty sweater, fearing that the soup stains would get on other parts of his body.

Gu Chen watched his deskmate cautiously lift up the corner of his clothes, the other party's complexion was indeed fair, and his muscles were also strong.

'Boom'

Gu Chen felt a small volcano erupting in his brain, the crimson rose to his face, the temperature that was originally not high rose instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva.

'boom! '

When Xiang Yutou stretched out from the sweater, there was no sign of Gu Chen in the dormitory, only the door frame that trembled slightly because the door was closing too loudly was left.

If you look closely, you will find that the roots of his ears are pink.

Xiang Yu pursed his lips tightly, threw the sweater to the bottom of his feet, soaked the wet towel in the hot water basin, and put soap on it to wipe the skin that was smelled by the soup.

"Huhuhu——" Gu Chen's side can be described as running away. He opened the window at the end of the corridor and took a deep breath of fresh air outside, trying to get the scene out of his mind as much as possible.

He knew exactly what it was, and he didn't dare to face his deskmate like this.

After all, no matter how happy two people are, there must be a process.

Gu Chen blew the cold wind for a long time to temporarily suppress his body and mind.

It should be almost there, the tablemate at this time should have already packed up.

Gu Chen felt uneasy and didn't know how to face Xiang Yu. As soon as he walked outside the door, he heard a familiar voice from inside.

"Fuck, what is this?" Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan went to the opposite dormitory first, before Gu Chen came in here.

When Gu Chen opened the door and came in, he saw Wang Zehao yelling in front of his tablemate Butterfly Bone.

"Rat." Seeing that he was so close to his tablemate, Gu Chen couldn't help but remind him, "Don't get so close."

"Brother Fuck Chen, look quickly, tattoos." Wang Zehao excitedly said, "Cool! Brother Yu, where did you get the tattoo? Tell me."

"Luo Zai also has a tattoo on his back, but he didn't tell me where it was done." Wang Zehao touched the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "You two got tattooed by the same shop, right? It's too serious."

Xiang Yu said, "Probably not."

tattoo?

"What kind of tattoo, let me see." Gu Chen said that he didn't know that his deskmate had a tattoo, "What is this tattoo? Tiger?"

He got too close, his breath sprayed on Xiang Yu's butterfly bone, Xiang Yu's whole body trembled, and he put on his sweater.

"Ah."

Wang Zehao rolled up his right sleeve and squeezed out his biceps towards Yang Shuhuan, "Huanhuan, what do you think of me getting a tiger tattoo here? When I graduate, I will tattoo a blue dragon on the left, which will be the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right—"

"I think you are a two hundred and five." Yang Shuhuan glanced at him, "Aren't you afraid that your father will break your leg?"

After Zhang Boyuan returned to the dormitory, Wang Zehao went back to his own dormitory. Gu Chen helped Xiang Yu wash the clothes and hang them on the balcony.

The dormitory became quiet, Zhang Boyuan and Yang Shuhuan went back to their beds and lay down, Xiang Yu was stopped by Gu Chen when he was about to go up the ladder.

"At the same table." Gu Chen crossed his hands and grasped the bottom of his clothes to get rid of the fleece sweater on his lower body, "You wear this thick one, and give me the one on your body."

"No need." Xiang Yu shook his head, ready to climb the ladder.

It was cold outside, and Gu Chen was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he made a fuss and reached out to block the ladder, "Be obedient and give it to me."

Seeing that Xiang Yu was still indifferent, Gu Chen coaxed softly: "It's cold outside, you wear this thick one, I put on two short sleeves and wear this thin one, the effect will be the same."

"I don't catch a cold." Xiang Yu said that what he said was the truth.

"I won't catch a cold either, boy, take off your clothes for me." Gu Chen held the sweater with his upper body bare, "If you don't give it to me, I won't wear any clothes either."

"..." Xiang Yu gave in.

Xiang Yu was lying head to head with Gu Chen on the upper bunk, and he couldn't figure out some things, so he always needed to ask the system.

-Xiang Yu: Only stars bound to the system have this tattoo, right?

- System: Yes.

Xiang Yu has a white tiger tattoo on his body. Although Wang Zehao just mentioned it casually just now, he is very sensitive to this topic and feels that it is necessary to ask.

-Xiang Yu: Is it possible for other stars to be by my side?

- System: possible.

The system answered Xiang Yu's questions in a targeted manner, without saying a single word, like a robot.

-Xiang Yu: ...You seem to be avoiding this topic.

-System: The information between the constellations is kept secret from each other. Although I know the details of each of you, unfortunately, without the consent of both parties, I have to take measures to keep it secret.

-System: Sorry Baihu, after all, there have been vicious incidents before due to inappropriate confidentiality between the four stars.

-Xiang Yu: It's okay.

I have to admit that Xiang Yu is the most obedient of the generation of stars bound by the system. I don't know if it is something called emotion that is causing trouble or something else.

-System: But I can contact other stars and ask if there is a friendly meeting between you.

-Xiang Yu: No, I'm just asking casually.

Xiangyu didn't intend to have any gathering, but was curious about other stars.

But when he said this, the system was no longer on his side.

All these conversations were carried out in Xiang Yu's brain, and it seemed to outsiders that the other party was just sleeping peacefully.

In fact, it was almost the same, Xiang Yu was about to enter a deep sleep with his eyes closed all the time, and just as he was about to fall asleep, there was movement in his mind again.

-System: Suzaku Constellation has agreed.

-System: Xuanwu Xingxiu has agreed.

-System: Qinglong Xingxiu has declined.

-System: Suzaku Constellation launched a questioning offensive against Qinglong Constellation.

The system's automatic notification sound stopped abruptly.

Just when Xiang Yu thought it was over, a system notification appeared in his mind again.

-System: Qinglong Constellation has agreed.

- System: Does Baihu Constellation agree to provide the current city?

This is the first time Xiang Yu has seen the system use other functions.

-Xiang Yu: Agreed.

-System: Randomly select one of the four-star cities as the party city, and select the central area of ​​the party city as the party place.

- System: Gathering City: City X. X downtown area: Shengdu.

- System: Ask Baihu Constellation to choose a party time.

-Xiang Yu: Evenings during the week, weekends.

-System: The final time will be determined on Friday nights in the next three weeks.

-System: Please confirm with Baihu Xingxiu.

For the next week and a half, it can be said that the entire No. [-] Middle School is preparing for the exam.

At this time, the atmosphere is more competitive than the college entrance examination.

Xiang Yu felt nothing, and went back to review every night and continued to knit his trapezoidal scarf.

It's just that now it doesn't seem to be a trapezoid, but an unknown object with a wide middle and narrow sides.

Oh, so be it.

Xiang Yu's patience on it was exhausted. After finishing it successfully, he held the nearly two-meter-long scarf and wrapped it around his neck several times. The scarf was very soft and covered with fine cashmere.

Very good, Xiang Yu put the scarf in the gift box he bought the plush yarn with satisfaction.

The mid-term exam of No. [-] Middle School came as scheduled, and the previous exam arrangement was implemented, but this time it seemed to be more strict.

Xiang Yu sat in the first seat of the liberal arts first examination room, staring at the desktop and writing ancient poems and essays over and over in his heart.

"Same table." Gu Chen called him softly from behind.

Gu Chenyue was third in grade in the exam, and was sitting next to him in the back seat.

Seeing Xiang Yu turning his head, Gu Chen smiled brightly at him: "Come on for the exam!"

Xiang Yu said, "You too."

The second grader caught in the middle: "..."

When the exam bell rang, the pen rushed forward. Last time, Xiang Yu took the exam in the last exam room. I have to say that the first and last exam rooms are really different. After two days of six exam subjects, in the exam room, except for the writing like spring eating leaves There was no sound, only the footsteps of the invigilator remained.

The last test was geography. After the test, I had to go back to work and rearrange the disturbed seats.

As the class monitor, Gu Chen lined up more than half of the lines quickly, and then went to the office to find the dean. The students in Class 2 of Literature sat quietly in the classroom, and the liberal arts multiple-choice questions accounted for nearly half of the marks. Hold the test papers facing each other.

"Fuck, I can't take it anymore." The voices of the women's army at Zhang's desk kept piercing into Zhang Boyuan's ears.

The option that should have been forgotten suddenly became clear in his mind, and then he realized that he seemed to have made a five-in-one wrong choice in history?

Oh shit.

"That area is not for people, I'm here." Zhang Boyuan slipped to Wang Zehao's side, sat down on Wang Zehao's table, and saw Wang Zehao writhing around with his mobile phone.He sighed: "Mouse, you are still comfortable, and the answer is wrong."

"Heh." Wang Zehao grinned at him, pointed to the side and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"Ah?" Zhang Boyuan shook his head, pointed his head at the test paper on Yang Shuhuan's desk, and saw the name of the number one boss in the class written on the front of the paper.

Wang Zehao said: "This is the standard answer of my bully."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to himself and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Zhang Boyuan shook his head again.

Wang Zehao said: "This is my Baba's closed disciple."

Zhang Boyuan: "..." We agreed to be scumbags together, but you secretly follow the scumbags.

Farewell!

"I can't do it, I'm gone." Yang Shuhuan returned the test paper to Xiang Yu with no regrets after checking the geography answers, "I will never check the answers with you guys again. How did you pick the mid-term questions? It's too abnormal .”

"Really?" Wang Zehao smiled at him leisurely while holding his mobile phone, "You see, my heart is pure because I can't see it."

Yang Shuhuan glanced at him, and pierced him mercilessly: "Are you pure in heart? Your heart is full of hot pot, karaoke, and barbecue, and there is no room for the exam papers. If you don't believe me, wait until Brother Chen finishes tonight." Do you want to see it again on your birthday?"

"Fuck, you're annoying!" Wang Zehao seemed to have predicted what would happen tomorrow, his face collapsed, and he punched him.

The class was clamoring for answers, and the dean stopped them all as soon as he came in, and kept silent for a second.

The dean smiled and looked at the cubs who had settled down below, and asked, "How do you feel, this exam?"

They said in unison: "It's too difficult——"

"This time the exam questions are model exam papers collected from the provincial key points, which are indeed a bit out of line for you." The dean comforted them: "This time, the teacher of the marking team decided to relax the requirements for marking papers, and strive to make your grades look better."

"Then can you give me two more multiple-choice questions?" Zhang Boyuan raised his voice, causing the whole class to roar with laughter.

The dean also laughed a little, "I'm afraid this won't work, we must seek truth from facts." Then he said: "This time the parent meeting is scheduled to notify the grade department. To your parents."

"Ah—" There was another wailing in the bottom, and there were complaints all over the place.

"It's too soon, the parent meeting notice will be sent just after the exam!"

"I looked at my math test paper and ran away from home overnight."

"Shut up that one on the math test paper, this time the question is too perverted, I got stuck on the first big question and only wrote half of it."

"The one who told you to shut up, why are you still talking about it!"

"Ahem." All the complaints came to nothing amid the dean's cough. The dean cleared his throat and said, "Don't feel bad. Let me tell you something happy. Originally, Director Tang didn't allow advance notice." , let me give you a breath first."

The dean said: "Do you know about the special cultural festival next month?"

"I know!" Tang Yue is the literary and art committee member of the class. She is familiar with this cultural festival and is the first to speak out. "But don't you always say that you are afraid of delaying the teaching progress and cancel it forcibly?"

"Hey, you can't say that, not every time." The dean justified the name of the school: "Only your freshman semester was canceled for some reason. In fact, you have done well in the previous semesters. This time The school plans to hold a special cultural festival this time.”

As soon as the word "big deal, special deal" came out, there was a lot of excitement in Wen 2 class.

Talking about singing here and dancing over there, Mrs. Zhang did not forget her old job at the same table, shouting drama with her voice.

This is just an episode. The dean didn't finish his sentence, so he clapped his hands, and after the room was quiet, he said, "Let's talk about the parent meeting again. Last semester, the grade department held a regular meeting because of the situation of the parent meeting. I want to emphasize here Come on, if the parents can come, let's not hire someone to come, there is no need, if you have that money, you can eat KFC, isn't it delicious%3F"

"Hahahaha!"

There were still some people in the class who were in the same class as Wang Zehao and the others before they were divided into classes. Now they knew the specific incident and they laughed loudly.

When Yang Shuhuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud again, he pursed his mouth to Yu, and couldn't help but laugh along with the corners of his mouth.

The person involved, Wang Zehao, felt very sad. The happiness of this group of people was based on his pain.

"There is also the class I lead." The dean looked down at the seat below, "Parents are too busy to come, the teacher understands, and it is okay for older brothers and sisters to help, but in principle, we do not allow siblings I won’t call names for those who hold parent-teacher meetings.”

"Hahahaha!" The whole class roared with laughter. There was only one twin in the class, and everyone knew who it was talking about.

Hearing this laughter, Xu Youluo felt happy, and shouted loudly: "Dean, you can just read my ID number!"

After the dean explained, he returned to the office. The dean left school as soon as he left. There were a few boys scattered in the classroom waiting for Gu Chen who had not returned from the office.

They are all celebrating Gu Chen's birthday tonight.

The backpacks of several people were filled with gifts to varying degrees. Wang Zehao looked left and right and found that Zhang Zitong's bag was the most bulging.

"Boss Tong, what are you stuffing in here?" Wang Zehao touched the protruding outline of the backpack with his hand, and said, "Shoe box? You won't bring a pair of sneakers from your family collection as a gift?"

Zhang Zitong is a typical sports enthusiast. He has collected a lot of ball games, jerseys, and sneakers. Hearing what Wang Zehao said, he simply opened the bag and showed them.

"Nong, the latest running shoes, the color is exactly the blue color that Brother Chen likes." The size 43 shoe box is easy to take out and difficult to put in. Zhang Zitong gave up after stuffing it for a long time, holding the shoe box and looking at other shoes. Someone asked: "What did you guys give?"

"Bluetooth speaker." Yang Shuhuan took out a beautifully packaged box from his bag, which was covered with a layer of corrugated paper, and on the surface was a small Pokemon Ball speaker with a red and white base.

"It's pretty." Xu Youluo took it out and weighed it around, then put it back to its original position, and said with a smile, "Not to mention, I thought it was a table decoration."

"I gave you a gift for a rainy day." Wang Zehao confidently took out a gift box from his bag and opened it.

Zhang Boyuan came over to look puzzled, "Shaving razor gift box?"

"...Sure enough, plan ahead." Jiang Wensong gave Wang Zehao a thumbs up. The other party looked very happy, and asked, "Song Er, how about you?"

"This." Jiang Wensong took out a stack of books from his bag.

"Fuck, copybook?" Wang Zehao took it and flipped it a few times, confirming that it was a real copybook, "Good guy, you are not very hurtful and insulting."

"Brother Chen's handwriting is at a disadvantage in the college entrance examination." Jiang Wensong pushed his glasses solemnly, and took out a box from his bag. "Actually, the copybook is secondary. I mainly want to give him this pen."

The others looked at him and nodded: "Oh."

"Brother Yu, what did you give?" Xu Youluo looked at Xiang Yu, who was not participating in the conversation, and nimbly circled around Xiang Yu, showing his dimples, "What, what, let me see."

Xiang Yu's bag was bulging mainly because the scarf took up space, but he didn't want to take out that strangely shaped scarf in front of everyone now, fortunately he had other gifts prepared.

"This." Xiang Yu took out a box from his backpack.

"Polaroid?" Yang Shuhuan saw the picture on the box.

"Yeah." Xiang Yu said, "He often takes pictures when he goes to the orphanage and sends them to those children. He can use this."

"It's really good." Xu Youluo shook her head leisurely, looking at Xiang Yu's still bulging backpack, "Then what's in it—sister~"

"Yeah." Xu Youqing came in from the door of Class Wen 2. After school, he received a message from his younger brother saying that there were people waiting in Class Wen 2. He walked in and saw that they were all holding boxes, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Let's see what gift I gave Brother Chen." Wang Zehao was curious about what Xu Youqing gave, and asked, "Sister Xu, what did you give?"

"Watch." Xu Youqing simply took out a box that was not cheap just by looking at the packaging.

"Damn it." Yang Shuhuan opened it for a look, then quickly closed it again for her: "Brother Chen may not necessarily want this as a gift, it's too expensive."

"I gave it to Xiao Luo together." Xu Youqing put the watch box back into the bag, "Take it, and keep it as a treasure if you don't wear it. This thing will appreciate in value in the future, and you can earn a lot of money."

"..."

The people present secretly thought, is this a capitalist?

Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan had ordered the cake in advance and had the store deliver it directly to the restaurant. It was getting dark early in this season, and night had already fallen after Gu Chen sent the text message.

Gu Chen chatted with the dean while sending text messages. The dean knew that it was his birthday and gave him a special gift.

"Fuck, what's all this?" Several people left the school and chose to walk to the restaurant, and Wang Zehao was holding a gift from the dean to look at on the way.

"Chinese High Score Simulation Paper", "Reading Breakthrough", "Five-Year College Entrance Exam and Three-Year Simulation"

"It's too outrageous. If I celebrate my birthday, I can't let the dean know." Zhang Boyuan expressed his fear.

Except for Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan, everyone present was celebrating Gu Chen's birthday for the first time, so they didn't know that Gu Chen liked the restaurant where he celebrated his birthday.

It's a bottom line.

"..." Zhang's tablemate and Xu's siblings stared at the huge signboard with wide eyes, their expressions gradually froze.

At that moment, they wished that their feet would take root and stick to the door of the store so that they would not go in.

Dilao is famous in the catering industry for its high-quality service, which has attracted a large number of customers.

but!birthday!real!DO NOT COME HERE!

"It's been a long time, it's the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to come here to celebrate their birthday."

The four-grid hot pot on the table was steaming hot, Zhang Boyuan lowered his voice and dared not speak loudly, for fear that Gu Chen who was opposite would hear him.

"The mouse just went to find the waiter, and I think he will come later, why don't we pee?" Zhang Zitong tried to propose, but suddenly a hand was stretched out from the side and firmly placed on his shoulder.

Yang Shuhuan smiled forcedly when he thought of what was about to happen, and looked at Zhang Zitong like an emotionless machine: "Just wait for me, one, one, all, don't, think, run."

"..." Grass.

Gu Chen has been extremely excited since entering the store, that state can be described as hyperactivity, Xiang Yu thinks it might be because of his birthday today.

"Did you come here for your birthday at the same table?" Gu Chen scooped up two big pieces of shrimp slippery from the bottom of the tomato pot, and scalded two pieces of refreshing baby vegetables.

Xiang Yu scooped up the shrimp with a spoon and blew it. He only took a small bite because it was too hot. The surrounding environment was extremely lively, but so far he didn't feel any discomfort.

Probably because he was also very happy.

"No." Xiang Yu shook his head after swallowing this.

The tomato soup stained the place other than the corners of his lips, and his complexion was very white against the red soup.

"Don't move." Gu Chen stared at him, took a napkin and gently wiped the soup from the corner of the other's mouth, smiled, "It's all right now."

Xiang Yu was stunned by his actions, and his ears were red when he realized what the other party had just done.

"Thank you, thank you." Xiang Yu ate, not daring to look up at him.

Everyone at this table lowered their heads and doubted life, and no one paid attention to what happened to the two of them just now.

"Is our table having a birthday?" A waiter came and asked enthusiastically.

Xu Youqing was sitting on the edge, and felt a little thumped when he saw someone asking.

Glancing at Xiang Yu and Jiang Wensong who were eating, they thought they probably didn't know what was going to happen.

Sure enough, Gu Chen nodded happily, "Yes sister, it's my birthday."

This elder sister was elated by the waitress, and she waved to a large group of people who were ready over there.

The cake was ordered by Wang Zehao, a ten-inch chocolate hazelnut cake, now it is slowly pushed by the waiter with a small cart, lit with a candle, and brought to Gu Chen.

Along with the cake, there is also a happy birthday plaque specially used by Dilao to celebrate customers' birthdays, speakers playing happy birthday songs, as well as the eyes of people around and the flash of mobile phone cameras.

Grass.

What are these? ? ?

Xiang Yu was shocked, and stared at Gu Chen who was at the side with his eyes wide open.

Gu Chen is very happy, he likes to be lively with everyone, standing up while wearing a birthday crown, clapping and shaking with the rhythm of the music.

Join if you can't.

Zhang's tablemate and Yang Shuhuan stood up as if resigned to their fate, bit the bullet and had fun together with the music, with embarrassed but polite smiles on their faces, shouting:

"Say Bye~Bye to all your troubles!!!"

"Say Hi~Hi to all happy!!!"

"Happy birthday dear Brother Chen, every day is wonderful!!!!!!"

At the end of the song, the three of them were all on top. For the first time, they felt that they should sing with their hoarse throats and cheer for Brother Chen.

"At the same table! I'm so happy!" Gu Chen smiled blushingly, looking at his tablemate excitedly, "Are you happy?"

"..."

Xiang Yu's eyes froze from the moment the music started, until the question marks in his head were over.

who I am?where am I?What am I going to do?

-System: Calling you at 80 o'clock, please answer quickly.

"Are you happy at the same table?" Gu Chen looked at his tablemate expectantly with bright eyes.

Reluctantly relying on the system's call in his mind, Xiang Yu came back to his senses, looked at Er Que's excited appearance in front of him, pressed his lips tightly, blushed and held back his words for a long time.

"It's really fun to ride a horse."

Wang Zehao waited and watched from a distance, waiting until the end of the singing