The school bully pretends to be high-cold

The final exam of the first middle school is more formal than before, and it is not yet the second semester of the second year of high school, but the school plans to let them experience the atmosphere of the college entrance examination in advance.

There are still 10 minutes before the math test starts, Xiang Yu and Gu Chen are queuing up one after the other, waiting for the invigilator at the entrance of the test room to scan the prohibited items.

"Brother Chen, what the hell, Brother Chen!"

Wang Zehao ran over in a hurry, followed by Yang Shuhuan who was rolling his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Gu Chen left the team and dragged him aside, thinking that the other party was looking for him in a hurry.

Even Xiang Yu left the team, watching Wang Zehao gasp with Gu Chen.

Wang Zehao rushed down from the examination room upstairs, first went to find Yang Shuhuan, and then came to Gu Chen after the incident was not resolved.

"I - hoo -"

"This idiot left his pencil case in the dormitory." Seeing that Wang Zehao was panting for a long time and couldn't speak a complete sentence, Yang Shuhuan simply spoke for him.

"I bought him a marker pen and a marker pen, there is nothing else I can do." Speaking of this, Yang Shuhuan raised the transparent pencil case in his hand, and the ruler eraser inside was like scraps, "Up and down The last time he didn't bring the ruler eraser, I broke it off half of it, and last time I broke it off half again, this time I can't break it off again."

"Hey, what am I supposed to do." Gu Chen didn't say a word, Xiang Yu saw that he gave half of the gadgets to Wang Zehao.

Wang Zehao held half an eraser and half a ruler in various ways to thank him for his assurances, but Yang Shuhuan said, "Didn't you tell me the same thing last time?" His round face flushed.

After borrowing the things, Wang Zehao didn't leave in a hurry, stared at Xiang Yu, swayed for a long time and said, "Baba, can you lend me a pen?"

Xiang Yu glanced at the borrowed black signature pen in his hand, and didn't move.

Yang Shuhuan didn't know what this guy was thinking, so he teased Wang Zehao, "Don't you have it? Let's go."

"My Baba's pen is different from other pens." Wang Zehao said, "I'm lucky. If I get better grades, I might get more money for the new year."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Shuhuan also fell silent.

"..." Xiang Yu looked at the two of them who were looking at him expectantly, and sighed.

"Ugh."

Fine.

It's been a semester since I transferred to another school, and it's an unexpected joy to be friends with these people.

Xiang Yu gave each of them a signature pen, "This is what I have used since junior high school."

What this represents is self-evident.

Yang Shuhuan said, "Okay, okay."

He took it with both hands to express his cherishment of the object, and Wang Zehao exaggerated.

"As long as I make progress this time, I will give it up!"

"Hurry up to the exam room, the exam is about to start." Gu Chen urged the two to leave, his eyes kept sweeping towards the pens in their hands.

The students queuing up outside the examination room No. [-] all entered the classroom, and the invigilator went in first to distribute the answer sheets.

Seeing the two left, Xiang Yu was grabbed by Gu Chen just as he was about to enter the examination room.

Gu Chen leaned in front of him with a smile, and said, "Xueba, I also want to touch the pen of good luck~"

Xiang Yu looked at him helplessly, "Don't bark, don't you too?"

"Then I want my boyfriend's pen." Gu Chen whispered, secretly held Xiang Yu's fingertips, shook them, and asked with a smile, "Is that okay?"

"No."

Seeing Gu Chen stunned, with an expression of disbelief on his face, Xiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

It was only then that Gu Chen realized that his boyfriend had actually played a little joke on him.

"Why not." Xiang Yu stuffed his most frequently used pen into Gu Chen's hand, "Come on for the exam——"

After finishing speaking, he paused, leaned closer to Gu Chen's ear, and whispered: "—Boyfriend."

Gu Chen's smile faltered, and then the corners of his mouth widened, he squinted his eyes, and leaned closer to ask: "You can still enter the examination room 15 minutes before the start of the college entrance examination, right?"

"Hmm." Xiang Yu didn't know why the other party asked such a question suddenly.

Gu Chen smiled and said, "Go to the bathroom? I want to kiss my boyfriend."

"..." Kiss me ass.

Xiang Yu withdrew his smile and rolled his eyes at him, ignored the bastards, went to the classroom and was swept away, sat on the first seat and turned on the bully mode.

Gu Chen smiled and didn't go down, holding the pen that Xiang Yu gave him and scratching on the draft paper.

I love you a little bit.

More than a little.

It is an auspicious number.

The mentality of the boys in the aisle next to Gu Chen is broken. This year's end-of-semester math problems are taken from nowhere, and there are a lot of perverts.

However, Mr. Gu next to him also made a question and laughed.

Could this be the gap between people?

After the final exam, No. 7 Middle School went directly to the winter vacation. The follow-up final results and rankings were no surprises, and they would be announced regularly in the parent group at [-]:[-] noon [-] days after the exam.

This is more shocking than the parent meeting after the midterm exam.

Many students left messages on campus.

The school is not human.

Three minutes before the results came out, the group chat in Class 3 of Wen frantically swiped the screen, all kinds of prayers and wishes.

-Wang Zehao: Bless you bully! @xiangyu

Wang Zehao simply Ait Xiangyu, and the women's army under him directly laughed at him.

-Zhang Boyuan: Damn it, the results are out.

- Zhang Boyuan: Brother Yu is also the double first in class and grade.

There was a short chat interruption in the group, and everyone didn't dare to go to the parent group to check the results immediately, but quickly followed suit.

-Wang Airu: Baba bless you! @xiangyu

-Tang Yue: Bless you bully! @xiangyu

-Zhang Zitong: Bless you bully! @xiangyu

-Yang Shuhuan: Baba bless you! @xiangyu

……

There were countless swiping screens for a while, but there was no response from the master.

-Wang Zehao: Bully!I'm here to fulfill my wish!

-Wang Zehao: The score is similar to last time but the grade ranking has improved!

-Wang Zehao: [I knelt down to Baba].jpg

On Wang Zehao's side, Mama Wang praised a few words, and he happily turned on his mobile phone to chat with Xiang Yu in private to fulfill his wish.

Although still no response.

Xiang Yu didn't know what happened in the group at this time. The transfer that his mother Sun Xiaoli was talking about a few months ago was suddenly confirmed yesterday.

Arrive today.

When Sun Xiaona found out, she immediately hired someone to clean their unoccupied house. Early this morning, she asked for leave for an unprecedented time, and drove to the train station with Xiang Yu to pick her up.

Xiang Yu didn't know how long he hadn't seen his mother, Sun Xiaoli, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. He was still in a hazy state when he was called up at six o'clock in the morning, but when he went out, he left his phone on the bedside and forgot to take it.

Went out at 07:30 and arrived at the train station around [-]:[-]. It was just dawn at this time of winter. Thinking about it, Li Yifan didn’t know anything at this time. Li Yifan, who was sleeping in the bed, was wrapped in a scarf in front of his aunt, mouthing in the cold environment. White mist kept coming out.

Xiang Yu always felt that his aunt was more excited than him.

"Xiao Yu, your mother has already got off the train, so get out of the station immediately." Sun Xiaona was still holding the breakfast stand just outside the train station, and bought hot soy milk at twice the price of the ordinary breakfast stand.

"Are you happy?" Sun Xiaona looked at her eldest nephew.

"Hmm." Xiang Yu nodded.

"Your mother must be tall too—" Sun Xiaona saw a figure walk out of the station from the corner of her eyes and slowly walk towards this side.

Tall, with a straight walking posture, a capable woman with short medium hair, and a black briefcase in her hand.

Sun Xiaona waved, "Sister—here—"

[The author has something to say: Xiang Yu: Time flies so fast. 】