Who is poor? [Rebirth]

When Cheng Yanxia heard the voice behind her, her expression turned cold.

Pei Yu turned around and supported Cheng Yanxia's table with both hands.He held his face and winked at him demonically: "Honey - why are you so irritable."

Cheng Yanxia grabbed the book and patted it on him.

Pei Yu retreated quickly, with lingering fears in his heart: "Cut-isn't it just to lean on, the table will take up space, and you really have Brother Cheng."

Ji Zaisang started a game and was very enthusiastic about it. Hearing this, he quickly interjected: "Brother Cheng is just like Huahua in our family, he likes to take up space."

Pei Yu coughed a few times, covered her face, and smiled happily.

Huahua is Ji Zaisang's big dog.

He took it down, looked at the tables side by side, and then leaned on Ji Zaisang's shoulder to glance at the poor little girl behind him. "Look, everyone has been driven to the back. Isn't this just taking up space?"

"Brother Cheng is suitable to be the king of the mountain." Pei Yu teased.

Cheng Yanxia ignored him, her peach blossom eyes turned slightly, and she looked good even with a cold face.

That's right, it's a little fierce.

Pei Yu folded his hands in front of him. "Okay, don't say it."

Cheng Yanxia took a deep breath and rarely explained: "I'm not used to it, it's easy to hurt people."

Ji Zaisang: "Isn't that the sunflower seed that Huahua chased away to visit my house?"

Guazier is Pei Yu's cat.

Not to mention, Cheng Yanxia's face turned even darker.

Pei Yu slapped Ji Zaisang on the forehead. "Old chicken, if you can't speak, don't speak!"

Not to be outdone, Ji Zaisang patted it back: "Damn! You're still a duck!"

As soon as Fang Qixing came over, he turned on the twitter mode, and the words in his mouth were like the wheels of a car, running non-stop.Mingyu tidied up his desk again, and the books were arranged neatly from big to small.Respond to his words from time to time.

"Hey, what's going on with your hands?"

Fang Qixing lay prone on Mingyu's table familiarly.

Mingyu stepped back silently, leaning his back against the wall.He stabilized his voice and said, "I was smashed while looking for something."

"Oh, I see."

"Then you were studying in our school before?"

"Yes, it was also taught by Teacher Wen in English before."

"So you're in class one."

Noisy in the front row, but also in the back.Cheng Yanxia grabbed her phone to check the time, then walked away.

"Brother Cheng, where are you going!" Ji Zaisang's face was squeezed by Pei Yu, his voice was shrill.

"Have a meal."

Pei Yu pressed Ji Zaisang's head and quickly followed. "What to eat? The Cantonese restaurant outside is good."

Ji Zaisang stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket and jumped up on the table: "Hot pot!"

"Get out! Don't move your mind, you want to go to the exam with a good taste?"

The lively sound gradually faded away, and there were only three or two kittens left in the class.

"Come on, let's go to eat too." Fang Qiming's eyes were bright.

"it is good."

Mingyu grabbed the rice card and got up.The body is the capital of revolution, and he doesn't want to be like his previous life.

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In the afternoon, the whole class is self-study.

"Mingyu Mingyu, you are reading."

Mingyu raised his head, and the fluffy hair on his forehead swayed: "Well, review."

"Hey! What are you reviewing for? It's not important to start the exam. What's the point of reviewing." Fang Qixing is the representative of the class who doesn't like studying.

Anyway, the teachers in their class don't care much, as long as they are obedient and don't make trouble.

"No." Mingyu's clear eyes were full of determination.There is a scholarship, which is related to his living expenses this semester.

"Well, you study."

Fang Qixing touched his nose and didn't bother him anymore. "If not, come find me."

In her previous life, Mingyu's grades ranked among the top [-] in the whole grade.The No. [-] Middle School of Jiang City is rich and powerful, and the top [-] will receive bonuses.So even now, Mingyu has to fight.

Half of the afternoon was spent in reviewing in the back row.

Cheng Yanxia propped her head up, looking out of the window in idleness.

The line of sight drifted from the playground to the trees, and unconsciously fell to the window edge, and finally was attracted by the blurred scene reflected on the window.

Frowning child reading a book.

He sat upright, with his back straight and his hands on the table.Slightly thin, but seems to have a fair complexion...

At this moment, his cheeks were puffed up, and the other hand poked the tip of the pen on his face.The soft flesh is sunken, a very innocent person.

And he hasn't seen it.

Cheng Yanxia realized that she was paying too much attention, so she withdrew her gaze.Take out your own book and read.

Little did he know that when he lowered his head, Mingyu raised his head and looked around in a daze.

Mingyu is now stuck with a math problem, he can't find where to start after thinking about it.

Time cannot be wasted, Mingyu suddenly thought that what Fang Qixing said just now would not be able to call him.So he mustered up his courage, gently picked up his book and placed it at the junction of the two tables.

"Student Fang Qixing."

Cheng Yanxia's concentrated state was immediately pulled out by this soft voice.He sighed softly, turned his wrist, and his slender fingers landed on the cover of the closed book.

"Can you teach me how to do this problem?"

"Student Fang?"

Fang Qixing raised his head abruptly: "Are you asking me?" He looked confused, obviously, it was the first time in his life that he was asked a question.Surprised and terrified.

Mingyu's eyelashes blinked quickly, and her grape-like eyes were moist. "Yes, yes."

Mingyu quietly pulled back the book in his hand, fingered the edge of the page: "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Qiming chuckled, put down his phone and scratched his head: "I, let me see?"

He seemed to be boasting unintentionally just now, although his grades are... a little bit not very good.

but!

The beautiful tablemate asks for help, if it doesn't work, it's okay!

Mingyu smiled shyly, and pushed the book in his hand a little further.

"This question." The slender fingers pointed at the question.The bruise fell on the back of Baiyou's hand, which was an eyesore no matter how you looked at it.

Fang Qixing's eyes fell on a simple but not simple geometry problem, and he swallowed quietly.Simple means that the pictures and titles are simple, but not simple means that he gets dizzy when he sees it.

Mingyu stared at the book eagerly, and was attracted by Fang Qiming scratching his head and playing with the pen again.

Mingyu opened his lips: "You..."

At the same time, Fang Qixing said with a shy face, "I..."

"I won't, but Mr. Cheng will definitely." Fang Qixing lowered his voice and finished speaking in one breath.From time to time, he glanced diagonally forward, sneaking like a thief.

When Mingyu heard that he was talking about Cheng Yanxia, ​​he pursed his lips: "I'll see for myself—"

Fang Qixing heaved a sigh of relief: "Hitting the knife for the same table!"

"Cheng, Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Yanxia turned her head.

Ming Yu hasn't fully digested Cheng Yanxia's difference, and now facing him again, it is inevitable that he will feel a little sad.He didn't want him to see him, so he lowered his head.

Cheng Yanxia glanced into his round hair.

"what's up?"

Cheng Yanxia's posture is casual.But in the end, he was still the young master who lived in a top-notch wealthy family like the Cheng family since he was a child, and even if he asked a question, he would have his own aura.

Fang Qiming quickly said: "I can't understand this question, please solve it!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly pushed Mingyu's shoulder, and then hooked his back into the belly of the table, making a gesture to fiddle with his mobile phone.

Ming Yu was facing Cheng Yanxia, ​​and he had to face a pair of extremely threatening eyes alone.Strange, but not scary.

He squeezed his book and slowly closed it.

"Won't?"

Mingyu shook his hand.