I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

To go out or not to go out, that is the question.

Nan Yirong looked at the phone and was in trouble. When he went out, he had to explain to Ran Yuanxing what the love was about. Thinking about it, the scene was already big enough; if he didn't go out, he could escape for a while. What if he could do it later?

Just spending time with Ran Yuanxing?

Messy thoughts flooded into his head, scrambling over each other as if he was afraid of losing, often when one question came up and he was still struggling to figure out the answer, another thought jumped out clamoring to distract him.

Nan Yirong rubbed her hair depressingly, and glanced at the phone screen inadvertently, it was already 7:15, which meant that more than ten minutes had passed since Ran Yuanxing's last message.

Nan Yirong was surprised at first, and then delighted. The surprise was that he didn't expect that he would think about such a problem for so long, and the joy was that the problem that made him feel quite difficult seemed to be solved easily.

More than ten minutes have passed, and Ran Yuanxing has not waited for his reply, so he must have gone back, right?Then he went out to take a look now, and then replied to Ran Yuanxing, wouldn't he kick the problem ball back?

At this point, Nan Yirong was suddenly enlightened. He came down with his mobile phone and was going to take a photo of the empty door to prove that he really came to open the door.

Concerned about the three roommates who were still sleeping soundly, Nan Yirong made a series of movements very lightly, and the movement of opening the door was comparable to slow motion——

The sunlight outside the door walked in along the crack of the door bit by bit, shining on Nan Yirong's feet, he carefully probed out, but he couldn't find Ran Yuanxing's figure, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, his high hanging heart slowly Fall back.

And at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a pair of white shoes protruding from behind the door...

In the next second, without giving the other side any time to react, Nan Yirong closed the door neatly with his backhand, and the aluminum alloy door made a "click" sound that was neither loud nor small.

Ran Yuanxing, whose face was almost blurred: "..."

Wang Zixun and the three were also shocked by the sound. Fortunately, they were not fully awake. The three turned over in a daze and continued to sleep.

It was only then that Nan Yirong realized what strange thing he had done just now. He stared at the broken door in front of him in annoyance, put his hand on the lock, and pondered again whether to open the door.

Just as he was thinking about it, the screen of the phone in his hand suddenly flickered, showing that someone had sent him a message.

Nan Yirong had an intuition that it was Ran Yuanxing outside the door, so he quickly slid his phone away, and it was indeed a message from him, which said: [Forget it, we will have a face-to-face meeting tomorrow. 】

Nan Yirong stared at the news and covered his face, why did he feel that the development of the situation became more and more strange?

For most of the next day, Nan Yirong was quite restless. He even posted Xiaohongshu asking for help online, because he blurred some descriptions. Made several suggestions.

That night, Nan Yirong went through these suggestions or "speaking skills" as if he was being memorized, and then closed his eyes and went to sleep with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, Nan Yirong entered the classroom apprehensively like a newcomer to the set.The classroom is very lively, which is in stark contrast to his state of mind at this time - most of the students gather together in groups of three or four:

Some excitedly discussed matters related to Yunshui Town at the front, back, left, and right tables, some sat alone in a daze, and some played with their mobile phones openly, watching short videos, chatting, playing games... all in a mess , like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Ran Yuanxing was among the group of people playing games, but as soon as he noticed Nan Yirong coming in, he immediately got up, handed the phone to the person next to him, and walked over with the breakfast in the drawer.

As soon as he approached, Nan Yirong pulled up the cordon, but kept a calm expression on his face.

The actor-level acting skills are fooled by a student who has not yet graduated from the society. Ran Yuanxing didn't see it, and sat next to him with a smile, and said, "I brought you steamed dumplings today."

Nan Yirong looked over and found that there was a small bag of vinegar next to the box of steamed dumplings.

"Here." Ran Yuanxing took off the chopsticks and put them in his hands, then took the vinegar packet and was about to pour it into the box, when he suddenly thought of something and looked up at him, "Do you want it?"

Nan Yirong shook his head, the smell was too strong, so forget it.

Ran Yuanxing didn't force it, and pushed the box in front of him, "Then eat, eat slowly."

Nan Yirong lowered his head to eat the steamed dumplings. The steamed dumplings tasted good, the outer skin was soft and glutinous, and the fillings inside were juicy and delicious. Nan Yirong ate a few in a row before raising his head.

When he raised his head, he found that Ran Yuanxing was looking at him with his head tilted. The corners of his mouth, brows and eyes were full of smiles, and the eyes looking at him were extraordinarily gentle.

In the past, Nan Yirong only felt strange, but now he had a different idea, and his heart trembled.

Ran Yuanxing seemed to be aware of it, and calmly withdrew his gaze and turned his head to talk about the college entrance examination in the next few days, "It is said that this time the mathematics is given by Uncle Ge."

Uncle Ge’s real name is Gejun. A few years ago, a college entrance examination paper was released. At that time, the average score in mathematics in the province was only 68 points. Many students left the examination room without finishing the questions, crying.Gejun became famous because of this battle.

If Gejun passed the college entrance examination this time, it is estimated that the average score in mathematics will not be high.

Nan Yirong nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, Ran Yuanxing smiled, "I'll take you to study the papers when you come back from your studies. If Uncle Ge sets the questions for our college entrance examination in the future, I'll be prepared."

When it came to business, Nan Yirong couldn't care less about the "fancy world" in his mind, he echoed a few words while eating.

But not long after Ran Yuanxing changed the subject, Nan Yirong only heard him suddenly asking in his ear: "Why did you slam the door suddenly yesterday?"

coming!Nan Yirong's heart rolled, and he almost poked out the lunch box on the table. He looked up at Ran Yuanxing, only to see his eyes were smiling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was looking at the void in front of him. Slowly turn your head and meet his gaze.

"I..." Nan Yirong struggled to utter a word, and before he could continue, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, Nan Yirong hurriedly searched for his reputation, and found that it was Peng Shuai calling him out.

Nan Yirong suddenly seemed to be pardoned, and left in a hurry, "Teacher is looking for me".

Ran Yuanxing looked at his back and sighed softly.

Forget it, don't worry.

Peng Shuai was waiting for him outside the corridor, and when he saw Nan Yirong approaching, he said with embarrassment, "That's right, I was going to let you go with the car according to your father's instructions, but the above counted less An old teacher, now I can only wrong you and follow the bus."

He paused slightly at this point, to observe Nan Yirong's expression, saw him frown slightly, and hurriedly said: "But don't worry, the big bed room is still there, I know you have a good relationship with Ran Yuanxing, so I decided to arrange him in your room." There is a room opposite, which is convenient for you to communicate.

In addition, the teacher also told him about the seat on the bus for you, and he will sit next to you.Look at this arrangement, can you accept it? "

Nan Yirong: "..."

He didn't want to be special at first, but after being made a fuss by Ran Yuanxing, he felt that a private car was a good choice. He had been waiting for Peng Shuai, but Peng Shuai directly let him "double happiness".

"Acceptable, thank you teacher." Finally, Nan Yirong knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, that's it. Go back, eat breakfast quickly, and our class will gather at the school gate in a while to wait for the bus."

Peng Shuai patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction. In the past, Nan Yirong would definitely make trouble with his father, so how could he be so talkative like today.

"Okay." Nan Yirong turned around and went back, walking very slowly, trying to delay the time as much as possible, but after entering the class, he found that Ran Yuanxing had already returned to his seat, and continued to play games with Zhang Ming.

Nan Yirong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the next 2 minutes, Nan Yirong quickly wiped out the steamed dumplings. After he finished eating, Peng Shuai came in and clapped his hands for Li Cheng, the sports committee, to form a team and lead them to the school gate.

Because they were arranged according to height, Ran Yuanxing and the others fell behind the team, still playing the game with their heads down. They seemed to be extremely anxious in this round. Nan Yirong stood next to them and heard Zhang Ming scold a lot, "Damn, the opposite side This group of old bastards, why are they squatting on me."

The few people were all focused on the screen, their steps were unavoidably staggering, and their speed was as slow as a tortoise.

Seeing that Ran Yuanxing was going to take another slash, Nan Yirong finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to grab his wrist, pulled him back, covered his screen, and said in a strong tone: "Stop playing, watch the road."

Ran Yuanxing was caught off guard, he was in a team battle, and at the critical moment when he was about to cut C, he was covered in such a way that he didn't know what skill he pressed with his fingers, and Zhang Ming and the four next to him immediately screamed, "Ran Yuanxing, where are you pushing Guan Yu! Push the opposite Lu Bu over!"

Just at this time, Nan Yirong let go, Ran Yuanxing quickly glanced at the screen, and found that all four of his teammates were dead, and there was only one Lu Bu left on the opposite side...

Ran Yuanxing went to see Nan Yirong, and wanted to say a few words about him, but when he met his eyes for no reason, he calmed down and raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, let's stop playing, I'll see the way."

Nan Yirong glanced at him, then pointed at Zhang Ming and the others, "Tell them to stop playing."

Ran Yuanxing paused, and Nan Yirong insisted on looking at him. Although Gao Sachs was the monitor, he knew that the invisible boss among them was Ran Yuanxing.

Ran Yuanxing hesitated, it was reasonable for him to be controlled by Nan Yirong not to play the game, it was too inhuman to insist on forcing Zhang Ming and the others not to play, and the game was still played in ranking.

Seeing that he was not moving, Nan Yirong slowly let go of his hand.

Ran Yuanxing saw that he was serious, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and insert himself between Zhang Ming and the others: "Don't play for now, play again in the car, it's only a few steps away."

Zhang Ming has a few red eyes, how can he say that if he doesn't play, he won't play?In particular, Zhang Ming who played in the middle lane was crazily targeted by the opponent. The opponent still said on the public screen that he was a primary school student and laughed at him.

So he operated the mobile phone without raising his head and said, "Take care of your wife and let him not meddle in it."