lucky son

With his head buried, Meng Hui sat down on his seat like a wandering spirit, with his blank eyes emptied, wandering in the sky, and logically ignoring the wonderful expressions and stunned gazes of the people around him.

It's a pity that the silence caused by the excessive shock didn't last long. Soon, there were small but noisy discussions inside and outside the classroom.

"...Hey! What's your relationship with that... Young Master Jiang." The little fat man next to him also came back to his senses, and pushed Meng Hui hard, with a sarcasm in his tone, and that "Master Jiang" yelled particularly yin and yang.

The thin and thin Meng Hui was pushed to one side, almost fell off the stool, and hurriedly grabbed the edge of the table to barely stabilize his body.

Although Meng Hui's character is occasionally a little short-tempered, he is generally calm and tolerant. After all, he has experienced so many worlds and has seen all kinds of weird things. He is not too interested in brazen children like the little fat man.

Shrinking his neck, Meng Hui muttered in a low voice, "No, it doesn't matter..."

"Who are you fooling!" The little fat man raised his eyebrows and habitually raised his hand to give him a slap.

The little fat man has been raised very well, he is tall, strong, and strong. He has also learned Sanda and often fights with others. He can be regarded as a veritable class bully.About sixty percent of the injuries on Yuanshen's body out of ten were thanks to him.

It's just that, if you want to say that the little fat man really hates the original body and likes to bully him in school, it's not entirely true.After all, with the fragile body of the original body, it is impossible to withstand the fierce fist of the little fat man. Although the little fat man usually hits and ridicules the original body, in the eyes of the little fat man, it is nothing more than a slightly heavier "fist" with malicious intentions. Ordinary slapstick."

Therefore, the original body didn't have much complaints about the little fat man at the same table, at most he was a little afraid.

The little fat man was used to hitting his body, but this time he raised his hand and wanted to call on Meng Hui's arm, but he stopped abruptly in mid-air when he almost touched him.

Involuntarily recalling Jiang Shulang's smiling "see you at noon" in his ears, the little fat man glanced at Meng Hui's fair skin and thin body, twitched the corners of his mouth, and silently retracted his hands.He took a heavy breath, as if a little unwilling.

——With the appearance of this weak chicken at the same table, if he slapped him, he would definitely be bruised for a while, and it would be bad if the young master of the Jiang family saw it.After all, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Although Jiang Shulang, who is sought after by the whole school, is not at all cold, the little fat man is not stupid enough to challenge the authority of the other party.

As an illegitimate child, to be so well-loved by the little fat man, even though he usually looks quite arrogant and unreasonable, he still has his own survival wisdom and knows how to advance and retreat.Some people can be messed with, some people can't, this account is clear to him.

Although it is not clear why Jiang Shulang suddenly looked at his tablemate differently, but judging from Jiang Shulang's attitude just now, he still cares about his cowardly and gloomy tablemate at present, so even if he feels upset, the little fat man still holds back.

"Hey, tell me quickly! I'm asking you!" Pushing Meng Hui again, the little fat man restrained his strength a little, and urged him in a vicious voice.

Meng Hui was too lazy to tangle with the brat. After realizing that the little fat man didn't dare to touch him, he simply buried his head, pretending that he couldn't hear anything, and he didn't cooperate non-violently.

The little fat man reminded him several times, seeing the teacher entering the classroom with the handout under his arm, but his deskmate was still pretending to be dead, he had to grit his teeth and give up.

Cursing secretly, the little fat man doubted how Jiang Shulang's interest could be aroused by his tablemate who looked like a gourd. Shen Shen's appearance is simply incompatible with those golden guys.

——Could it be because of the face?The little fat man looked at Qu Xuebin's handsome and delicate face, and had to admit that the other party was not bad, if it wasn't for his bad personality, he would still be able to arouse others' desire to protect.

Could it be that the young master of the Jiang family has been aloof for a long time, and he plans to change his tricks to help the poor?Or maybe you have eaten too much delicacies from mountains and seas, and you want to try the porridge with green vegetables for a different taste?Or... like in the novel, playing a punishment game with friends when you lose a bet?

Thinking in a mess in his mind, the little fat man tried to find the truth, and his brain waves were very consistent with other students in the class.

In this class, the students were extremely inattentive. The teacher looked around on the podium, only to see small heads whispering to each other, or wandering away.

However, the teacher didn't say anything about such a messy class record.Firstly, the students in this class are just dawdling, and their future prospects basically have nothing to do with their academic performance. Secondly, after hearing about the strange behavior of the young master of the Jiang family, he was also somewhat absent-minded—after all, gossip is a human thing. nature.

As for Meng Hui, the person involved, he felt even more uneasy.

While taking notes, Meng Hui went over the process of meeting the mission target again, and Meng Hui said to himself silently: "What the hell is going on here?"

Nestling obediently at his elbow, the ball of light that no one except Meng Hui could see flashed, and a transparent virtual screen slowly unfolded in front of Meng Hui, on which nearly a hundred items were densely listed—all It is the love-hate entanglement between the campus prince and Cinderella/Cinderella, which is more colorful and extensive than other people in the class.

The corner of Meng Hui's mouth twitched: "You have watched some messy things."

"How can this be called a mess! I'm studying very seriously!" Guangqiu was aggrieved and dissatisfied, "There are so many different routines in the book, if Huihui encounters a similar situation, I will I can help you figure out a way!"

"...Then I really thank you." Meng Hui was extremely helpless.

Guangqiu didn't understand Meng Hui's subtext, so he smirked to himself, and was very happy that he could help the host.Meng Hui, on the other hand, looked at his own system with a mental retardation from time to time with pity, and couldn't bear to poke its self-indulgence.

After giggling for a while, the light ball was over, and finally brought the topic back to the right track: "Since the mission target is approaching, what are you going to do next, Huihui? Do you follow the trend to build a good relationship with the target, or follow the previous plan and wait until the target is reached?" Get closer after falling down?"

"It depends on what Jiang Shulang's plan is." Meng Hui said in a deep tone, "If he really wants to get close to me, and it's not just for fun, I plan to leave the little pity and be warmed by friendship, gradually open my heart, and then be with him. The route of staying together through thick and thin. And if there is another purpose in approaching the mission target, and if there is not much sincerity, then I will follow the plan and do the opposite." After a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly, somewhat dissatisfied With good intentions, "repel him, reject him, treat him coldly, stir up his desire to conquer, force him to put aside his playful thoughts, face me squarely, and treat me seriously. Then... until he has nothing, I will not care about the past , turned to lend a helping hand to him.”

"Oh oh oh, I understand, I understand!" Guangqiu said happily, "I have seen both of these routines in novels! One is a warm and sweet story, and the other is a love, killing and sadistic love story!"

Meng Hui stopped taking notes, and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly.Although he was very dissatisfied with Guangqiu's comparison of his plan with those goofy romance routines, Meng Hui couldn't find any refutation for a while.He was silent for three seconds, raised his arm very naturally, scratched his cheek, and threw the light ball leaning against his arm under the table.

Poor Guangqiu has long been used to his host's temper tantrum when he disagrees with him. He silently covered his face in his heart, then slowly flew back to the table, and leaned over to the table.

After flipping the ball of light, Meng Hui felt better, and he forgave the other party for his rude words and nonsense.After confirming the next plan of staying the same and taking the lead in observing the target attitude, his mood also stabilized, and he followed the original owner's habit step by step to become a good student who studied hard.

For the next morning, Meng Hui's school life was uneventful. No matter how curious other people were, except for whispering and casting weird glances at him from time to time, no one came to trouble him. .

After all, Jiang Shulang's attitude towards Meng Hui was too strange.

Jiang Shulang is kind and gentle, but anyone who knows him a little bit knows that this delicate young master always keeps a certain distance from others—of course, this is completely understandable.

Although there are always all kinds of people around him, Jiang Shulang's real "friends" are just four or five bamboo horses who have grown up together since childhood and have been together for nearly ten years.And even among these friends, few of them could have any intimate interaction with Jiang Shulang.

The proud young master of the Jiang family has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and it is well known that he does not like physical contact with others.

However, today, this young master took the initiative to hold Qu Xuebin's wrist, patted Qu Xuebin's shoulder, pushed Qu Xuebin, and even had an intimate touch. In the eyes, it can be called image collapse.

Therefore, even if they didn't know why, even if they were full of disdain, everyone's attitude towards Qu Xuebin suddenly changed, with a little caution.

Anyone can see that Jiang Shulang treats Qu Xuebin differently.Not to mention that Qu Xuebin still has a golden signboard of the only seedling of the Qu family, even if he is a helpless orphan with both parents dead, others will not come to trouble him when Jiang Shulang is still interested in him .

——No matter how sincere Jiang Shulang is, when Jiang Shulang expresses his attitude that he wants to make friends with Qu Xuebin, if someone attacks Qu Xuebin, it is equivalent to slapping the face of the young master of the Jiang family.Such a stupid thing of self-destruction of the Great Wall, young masters and ladies who have been taught by their parents how to communicate with each other since they were young, naturally they will not do it.

So, while everyone was secretly speculating and watching with cold eyes, a morning passed in such a peaceful and turbulent undercurrent.When the bell rang for the end of the last class and the teacher closed the handout to announce the end of get out of class, the students in the class did not leave the classroom as eagerly as before.

In the huge classroom, the boys and girls were still sitting quietly in their seats, all looking at Meng Hui.Especially the boy who was chatting with his friends at the door of the classroom and was caught and asked by Jiang Shulang, stared at Meng Hui like an enemy, for fear that if he made a mistake, the boy would sneak out of the classroom and hurt himself. He broke his promise to Jiang Shulang.

Being silently stared at by so many people, even Meng Hui, who has experienced many battles, felt weird for a moment, and paused while cleaning the table.He froze for three seconds, sat back on the buttocks that had just left the chair, then silently opened the exercise book, picked up a pen and wrote down an answer on the homework topic.

——Well, his character design is a dull gourd and nerd who doesn't listen to things outside the window and only reads sage books. He can't collapse!

The author has something to say: emmm...the automatic thank you from the last chapter came out, how strange? ?

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