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At this time, it is useless to find out whether this cool guy was a pothead a few days ago. Huang Wei waved his hand, pointed to the empty table next to Yang Yan, and said, "School has just started, and the seats haven't been adjusted yet. Gu Jiming? Is that the name? You sit there first. You can sit next to Yang Yan and Song Yuhe... Uh, no, you should sit with Yang Yan first. The male student wearing glasses, we'll talk about it in the rest of the afternoon class."

Brother Ku lazily walked to Yang Yan's side.

He also said hello: "Yo, new tablemate."

It doesn't look easy to get along with.

Yang Yan responded, he lowered his head and continued to read English books.

No other reason, just started school, very busy.Yang Yan is a bit lazy to deal with his interpersonal relationship now.

In order to avoid troubles caused by social interaction, Yang Yan usually chooses to keep his mouth shut.

And with the teacher in charge, even if the students have thousands of words to say, they can only hide their desire to confide in their hearts. Song Yuhe really wants to have a scumbag alliance with his new classmates, but unfortunately, the first period in the morning is history class.

Song Yuhe only scored [-] points in the history test.

New classmate Gu Jiming made only five correct choices out of thirty choices.

Yang Yan took the first grade history test again.

Song Yuhe lay on the history book, wishing that Yang Yan, who was [-], could completely block him, who was [-].

Compared with Song Yuhe, Gu Jiming was much calmer.He spread his hands, and waited for the teachers to walk in before leisurely taking out his brand new history book from his bag.

New to the kind that only writes one name.

It makes people wonder if they just got the book from the teaching office.

Gu Jiming flipped through the book, and the things written in it were both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar are these words, Gu Jiming knows them all.

The strange thing is that when these words are combined, it is difficult for Gu Jiming to understand.

Really bored, Gu Jiming took out a medicine bottle with English letters on the outer packaging from his bag. He opened the medicine bottle, poured a few pills into his mouth, and began to make up books with great interest.

The new deskmate I didn't know was a fair and shy boy with thick glasses, but red lips, big eyes and double eyelids.With the charm of the south of the Yangtze River, the body seems to have the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn.

At first glance, he looks like a campus male god, the kind of school bully that teachers like most.

You can tell by looking at him that he is a well-behaved good student.

Yang Yan looked at him curiously, sweeping the medicine bottle in Gu Jiming's hand with probing eyes: "What is this?"

Get along well with new classmates, Gu Jiming squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Genius treasure, the kind that can improve your score by [-] points."

Yang Yan: "..."

Does he look that stupid.

"Want to eat? It's free." Gu Jiming lured him like a pyramid schemer.

Yang Yan: "Forget it, no need."

Since they just met, they were not very familiar with each other. After such a short conversation, they started to do their own things.Gu Jiming read his history book as if he was reading a storybook, while Yang Yan was sorting out the notes he made during the freshman year of high school.

In the silence between the two, the history class began, but there was no new content, but the test papers for the start-of-term exam.

The teacher handed out the papers one by one. Song Yuhe, who was at the bottom of the grade but still had the courage to choose history, had always been the teacher's key observation object, but this time, the last paper handed out was no longer Song Yuhe.

"Which one is Gu Jiming?!" The history teacher asked while holding up the last paper.

Yang Yan's new deskmate raised his hand up to everyone's expectations: "Here, here."

"You are amazing, Gu Jiming." The history teacher, who is over fifty, sneered and clapped his hands: "When I graded your paper yesterday, everyone in our office laughed to death."

"Examining the history of the modern Anti-Japanese War."

"The unknown Ye Moumou and Zhu Moumou?"

"This battle probably ended in the [-]s?"

"You can write this too?!"

The history teacher patted the paper and asked.

Gu Jiming accepted the paper passed down from the front with a smile, and answered irrelevant questions, saying: "Life has no limits, and if you answer, you will get points."

After he got the test paper, he turned to the big question on the back, and found that he got almost zero marks, and he was quite disappointed: "Ah, I didn't get any points after answering."

"You still want to get points?!" The history teacher was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "See for yourself what you answered?"

Gu Jiming also knew that it would not be good to talk back at this time, so he lowered his head and looked at his paper in a daze. Only Yang Yan, who was sitting next to him, heard his whisper: "Isn't it almost right?"

"..."

Yang Yanxin said that you are far behind.

Being a man is quite confident.

Yang Yan began to feel that what his new deskmate had said about the Genius Treasure might be true.

Is it because the study pressure in No. [-] Middle School is too great, and I started to take medicine to study, making people stupid?

In the middle of the class, Gu Jiming was lying on the table in a daze. The table and chairs did not match well, so he felt a little uncomfortable lying on the floor.

Yang Yan poked his arm with his elbow, then handed over a note:

——Fake medicines harm people, they are all lying to you, so don't continue to take them.

what?

Gu Jiming looked at Yang Yan in confusion, and Yang Yan looked straight ahead, looking at the blackboard with nothing written on it, as if he was pretending that the note was not written by him.

The reason for his demeanor was that the teacher actually asked them to read the test papers, and he bowed his head too hastily.

Points deducted.

However, the new classmates are quite interesting.

Gu Jiming thought this way, he actually teased Yang Yan just now, but he didn't expect him to believe it.This made Gu Jiming a little unbearable.

Gu Jiming pushed the medicine bottle onto Yang Yan's table: "Try it?"

Seeing Yang Yan's resistance, he said, "Taste and spit it out."

Yang Yan remained vigilant towards strangers: "No, thank you."

"Eat and eat." As he said, Gu Jiming poured a pill into his hand. The medicine was different from Yang Yan's imagination. It was not a small white capsule, but red, like fruit candy...

Gu Jiming handed the medicine to Yang Yan's mouth.

Yang Yan looked at his new deskmate. Gu Jiming had a very reliable face, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and thin lips.The reliable here refers to the appearance of being cold and disdainful of deceit.

It might be because of the obsession, Yang Yan took it with his hands hesitantly, and put it in his mouth.

Only then did Yang Yan realize that this thing not only looks like fruit candy, but also tastes almost exactly the same.

Gu Jiming still sighed from the side: "You seem to be eating watermelon flavor. I also have lychee, cantaloupe and strawberry. Do you want it?"

Yang Yan: "..."

"This, yes, water, fruit, sugar?!" Yang Yan asked each word with a pause.

Gu Jiming took it for granted: "Yes, of course it's fruit candy. The teacher doesn't allow candy in class, so I had to put it in a medicine bottle."

Yang Yan: "..."

Yang Yan thinks that this new classmate was returned to the third middle school, it should be his own problem, and the fruit candy can't be blamed.

The author has something to say: probably because there is no truth in his mouth, Gong and super easy to deceive cute people

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