After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

It is impossible to cry.

What happened in the previous life is a matter of the previous life, as long as Xu Jiaping is good.

The whole morning class mainly revolved around commenting on the test papers, Song Jiqiu didn't have any papers in his hands, the teacher dragged the class, one class after another, and he couldn't go to the office to find new papers.

At the front desk, one had red hair and the other green hair. He was the only person in Class [-] who stood by Xu Jiaping during the previous conflict.

The little green hair suddenly turned back with the mobile phone in a daze, as cautious as an agent performing a mission, carefully thinking about who "he" was in the message "give him the test paper" sent to him by the boss.

His gaze shifted from Xu Jiaping, who was acting nonchalantly, to Song Jiqiu, who was obediently laying out the draft.

He got it.

Who doesn't know Song Jiqiu, a well-known academic god in his age, and the good student he hates the most.But as soon as Song Jiqiu came to help the boss out of the siege, the boss was cold-hearted and cared about whether the tablemate had any test papers.

What is this called?

This is called going in both directions!

Little Lumao handed Song Jiqiu his paper with a look of hospitality: "You use mine."

Song Jiqiu was surprised: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The little green hair frantically waved his hands, the boss's friend is his friend.

Song Jiqiu lowered his head and concentrated on browsing the content of the test paper. Xiaolu's test paper was scribbled in a mess, he chose C for all the multiple-choice questions, wrote 1 for the fill-in-the-blank questions, and cartoon characters were drawn in the big questions.

Little Lumao was afraid of being laughed at by him, but Song Jiqiu praised seriously: "You draw really well."

The little green hair who was ridiculed for his grades and scolded by his parents for not doing a proper job since he was a child has never been so moved as he is now.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

I've made a deal with this friend of the boss!

When the two people at the front desk after class turned around, the green hair was called Liu Hao, and the red hair was Tao Ke.

Tao Ke couldn't understand Song Jiqiu, so he didn't say a word.

But Liu Hao thought he found the boss's new friend, and introduced himself graciously: "We both skipped class and slipped away alone. When our parents were named, we were doomed to not be able to study hard."

Song Jiqiu's gloomy mood for the past few days was successfully amused by cold jokes.All of a sudden, the gloom was dissipated, and the smile was shallow.

Xu Jiaping thought:

The eyes are not red anymore.

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Yuan Lin was anxious all morning. As soon as the teacher left, he rushed to Song Jiqiu and drove away Tao Ke and Liu Hao at the front table with his fists.The two of them were too lazy to trouble him, so they rolled their eyes and gave up their seats for him.

"Ji Qiu." Yuan Lin pursed his lips and deliberately made a pitiful gesture, "Why don't you sit with me?"

Of course, Song Jiqiu couldn't tell him that he wanted to sit with Xu Jiaping on purpose, so he had to find ways to find an excuse: "I know you so well...and I used to sit in this seat in class one."

Yuan Lin, who was blinded by his friendship, had no time to dwell on the logical loopholes in his words, and glared viciously at the air in Xu Jiaping's seat.After thinking about it, he comforted himself and said, Xu Jiaping skipped class every three days, and when the seat was vacant, he would be able to move in with Song Jiqiu.

Yuan Lin's abacus was well planned.As a result, man is not as good as heaven, he really can't guess that his beautiful fantasy will come to nothing.

For several days in a row, Xu Jiaping put down his schoolbag and went to sleep every morning when he read in the morning, and left after school with his bag. He occasionally woke up a few times in the middle of the class and went out to breathe fresh air. He worked harder than the 996 social animals to check in.

Even Xu Jiaping's younger brother at the front table was greatly surprised, and even a little bit worried after being surprised, he muttered while Xu Jiaping was away.

"What do you think is wrong with our boss? He sleeps there every day, and his energy is so low, can't he!"

"Fuck, are you looking to die for talking like that?" Liu Hao kindly made excuses for Xu Jiaping, "Maybe the school desk hypnotizes people to sleep soundly."

Tao Ke turned his head and asked Song Jiqiu for approval: "God of learning, what do you think?"

After a few days of observation, he discovered that the students of the gods are beautiful and kind-hearted, and they don’t show the airs of good students at all. Not only will they not look down on them, but they can also join them in making some interesting jokes, so now he always likes to turn back at the table, Fully exercised the neck.

Song Jiqiu was sorting out the key points, raised his head, and turned his pen with one hand on his face: "Five, four, three, two, one."

Tao Ke and Liu Hao stared doubtfully during the countdown.

The next second, Xu Jiaping slapped the two of them on the forehead, grabbed their collars, and said coldly: "The skin is itchy."

Xu Jiaping's release time is over.

"Boss! Boss! I was really wrong!" The two repeatedly begged for mercy, and glanced at Song Jiqiu with mournful eyes.

Song Jiqiu showed them an expression of helplessness, and turned sideways to make room for Xu Jiaping to enter.

I don't know why, Xu Jiaping was able to call out Song Jiqiu's name when we first met, but after a few days of getting along, Xu Jiaping completely regarded him as a transparent person.

He probably went out to smoke. Xu Jiaping smelled faintly of tobacco, but Song Jiqiu hadn't smoked or drank since he was a child and hadn't had much contact with him. In addition, he had just caught a cold, so he couldn't help but rubbed his nose red and sneezed a few times.

His deskmate frowned, with a metallic grain in his voice, and said coldly, "Change seats."

Song Jiqiu paused, pretending he didn't hear it, and lowered his head to add a few auxiliary lines to the icon of the title.

Xu Jiaping stared at him for two seconds, seemed to be angry, and then his tone sank: "Young master, you are very precious, I can't serve you here."

He waited for Song Jiqiu to get angry, so he could make use of the topic, but Song Jiqiu was blank for a few seconds, his ears didn't turn red and his face didn't turn red, in short, everything was normal, except that his voice was a little hoarse, and he retorted softly: "I'm not the young master."

After a while, Song Jiqiu's neck turned red, not because of anger, but because of some small rashes.

Immediately allergic.

He raised his hand and covered the small patch of skin with his sleeve, waiting for it to fade away.

Xu Jiaping sneered, put on his school uniform, slammed the door and left.

The whole class was startled, and Yuan Lin cursed, "I'm sick!"

Tao Ke was at a loss: "What's wrong, Boss?"

Liu Hao thought for a moment: "Maybe you forgot to go to the toilet."

Song Jiqiu: "..."

Your boss didn't kill you, it's really a bodhisattva heart.

Xu Jiaping didn't come back until after school, and Song Jiqiu lingered until six o'clock and didn't find his deskmate, so he had no choice but to leave.

Coincidentally, he met the person he was thinking of in the corridor.

Xu Jiaping took out the lighter from his jacket, put the cigarette in his mouth, and pressed it lightly with his thumb. The lighter burst out with a faint blue flame, and the smoke drifted out from between his lips and teeth. His face could not be distinguished clearly in a small cloud of fog. , could only notice that his Adam's apple rolled a bit.

Tao Ke and Liu Hao stood opposite him.

"Boss, those scumbags from the fifth middle school have an appointment to fight, we have to go!"

"That's right, a group of people are mad at the sky. I don't know what they are dragging. I have never seen such a disgusting beast. I should let them see it tomorrow night!"

Seeing that Xu Jiaping hadn't spoken for a long time, the two of them looked at each other, the expression of righteous indignation on their faces eased a lot, and they carefully observed Xu Jiaping's expression.

In fact, the two of them were still secretly afraid of him, Xu Jiaping always had a dangerous aura that made people want to get close and be afraid.Even though they always followed Xu Jiaping unilaterally, they always felt that there was a high wall around him, keeping everyone far away.

"Then boss? Let's go first." Liu Hao tugged on Tao Ke's sleeve, saying goodbye to Xu Jiaping.

I don't know why, the boss's eyes are so scary, is there something at the corner of the stairs?

The instinct of fleeing for his life made him suppress his curiosity, and ran away in a hurry.

When the two disappeared, Xu Jiaping asked in the darkness, "Still coming out?"

For the first time, Song Jiqiu saw with his own eyes that Xu Jiaping's unrestrained hostility was full of aggression.

But he was not as maladapted as others imagined, on the contrary, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

In his previous life, his encounter with Xu Jiaping happened to be related to cigarettes.

He hid in the dark corner of the banquet while he was busy, but he didn't expect Xu Jiaping to come over. His throat seemed uncomfortable and he coughed several times.

He felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, walked up to Xu Jiaping and handed him a mint: "Eat it, it will feel better."

At that time, Xu Jiaping's dark eyes showed a trace of surprise, he took it quietly, and explained: "The cigarette is too hard."

After they became familiar with each other, he once persuaded Xu Jiaping to quit smoking, but Xu Jiaping was already addicted to smoking to the point where it affected his health.Xu Jiaping repeatedly quit the good chance but failed, peeled off a candy, and told him with a smile: "If you go back to high school, I just came across cigarettes, maybe you can persuade me."

Now he is back in high school, but Xu Jiaping ignores him.

Song Jiqiu walked down the stairs and came to Xu Jiaping.

The other party's expression was lazy, and the scarlet flame held between his fingers flickered on and off, like a breathing lighthouse in the distance.

"What? Good student." He raised his eyebrows, "Have you decided to move out?"

Getting a little closer, Xu Jiaping's scent of grass and trees covered by the smell of tobacco penetrated his nose, showing the tenacity of savage growth.

Song Jiqiu pulled his schoolbag and pursed his lips, avoiding answering this question.

Xu Jiaping was half a head taller than Song Jiqiu, and when he lowered his eyes, he would bump into the other's clear eyes, clean and clear, like soft clouds in the sky.

Not aggressive.

There was an inexplicable itch in his throat that could not be ignored, and he cursed "grass" in his heart.

It made him look like a heinous villain.

The cigarette butt burned silently, and the extra ash fell on the back of Song Jiqiu's hand, leaving a small red mark. Xu Jiaping subconsciously moved it away, and Song Jiqiu immediately took the cigarette from his fingertips.

Song Jiqiu triumphantly waved it in front of the other party to show off, and then blew on the end of the cigarette, thinking that it would extinguish it, but unexpectedly the sparks lit up, and his eyes turned red from choking.

Xu Jiaping laughed so fucking mad at this magical manipulation, grabbed his wrist and forced him to press the unfinished cigarette against the concrete wall: "Little fool, will you?"

"Xu Jiaping!" Yuan Lin, who saw this scene not far away, rushed over and slapped Xu Jiaping's hand, "Don't bully him."

Xu Jiaping's tone was cold: "Are you courting death?"

The Yuan family and the Song family are family friends, but when Xu Jiaping was still the young master of the Song family, Yuan Lin didn't get along with him and couldn't play with him at all.After Song Jiqiu was recognized, Yuan Lin thought this younger brother was cute at first sight, and unilaterally announced that he would become good friends with him.

The aura between people is indeed a metaphysics.

Yuan Lin was a little apprehensive. He had never defeated Xu Jiaping since he was a child, so he was a little scared when Xu Jiaping stood there, but Song Jiqiu had small arms and legs, and he spontaneously felt a mission to protect his younger brother.

"Yuan Lin." Song Jiqiu said first to ease the atmosphere, "Let's go to the hospital, it will be dark soon."

He pulled Yuan Lin out.

Yuan Lin slapped his head: "I almost forgot the business. You said you were holding an umbrella for some puppy, but you caught a cold in the rain and haven't recovered for a week. What kind of dog is that worthy of your troubles? Are you afraid?" Is it a dog?"

Feeling guilty for a while, Song Jiqiu grabbed Yuan Lin and asked him to keep his voice down.

Last time Yuan Lin accidentally found out that he fell ill because of the rain, so he had to find out the root cause. Song Jiqiu was afraid that Yuan Lin would have a conflict when he heard Xu Jiaping's name, so he had to make up nonsense and give an umbrella to a passing puppy.

"Wait." Xu Jiaping called them to stop, with a half-smile, "An umbrella for the puppy?"