boys' feelings are always poetry

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In the afternoon self-study class, Lin Er has been sitting gracefully, looking ahead, her elegant temperament is not like a good person, like a Yunnan folk song theme song v actress, theme song: A woman with a heart abandons her home, regardless of her husband and children.

However, Song Yu still admires Lin Er, a strong man who hides his strength or does not seem to be very good in liberal arts. He is a fixed role in hot-blooded anime and an ordinary hero. He jumped up and defeated him. He became the Great Demon King and became a hero admired by everyone.

"Hey." Song Yu thought to himself, this matter probably won't fall on his head in this life, he is probably that kind of ordinary character, born to set off the protagonist's strong and invincible, the most thing he has done in his life is Stand on the side of the road and give people applause.

"At the same table, I reckon it's almost here." Lin Er gracefully took out a bag of Dabai toffee, put it in front of Song Yu's eyes, and patted it, which means that this is the real thing, your tablemate is a good iron iron.

"What is coming soon?" Song Yu wanted to refuse the gift, which was a gift that symbolized parting.

"To tell you the truth, I don't have any happy things when I come to class five. The only thing I'm happy about is meeting you, Song Ba, a girl from a small fishing village."

"..."

Song Yu's hand still maintained a gesture of rejection, as did the expression on his face. In short, his whole body was rejecting.

"My senior high school entrance examination score is only one point away from the key class score line. I was very depressed at the time. When I met you, I felt that you were like a little sun that burned itself all day long. People who are close to you can be warmed by you." , People who look at you from a distance can be illuminated by you, even though you are a bit stupid."

Song Yu smiled wryly, and said to himself that the next time you praise a man, don't use warmth, stupidity or something, but tall, handsome, and rich.

Lin Er tore open the package of toffee. Her fingers were beautiful, long and thin. She stuffed a bunch of candy into Song Yu's tattered pencil case, and told him, "Study hard, I see. Passing your test paper is not the kind that is hopeless."

The word "no cure" is so harsh.

Song Yu acquiesced to Lin Er's stuffing the toffee into his pencil case, thinking a little sadly in his heart, what did Lin Er say that things are coming soon?What the hell is going on?

Lin Er pinned the name tag on her chest again. In the past, her name tag was always crookedly pinned on her chest. It was the same as her style of behavior, very undeserved, as if life was like playing a house. I don’t care about life. Responsible, I am not serious about life, but more about study.

The head teacher suddenly appeared at the door, Song Yu quickly lowered his head, thinking that the head teacher was here to catch someone talking in the self-study class.

"Student Lin Er, come out."

Song Yu suddenly realized that it should be the head of the school year who came to talk to her about being transferred to a key class.

Lin Er stood up with a smile on her face, not a faint smile, but a self-indulgent smile, her body was very straight, and every step she took was far away. , handsome, but at the same time reminded Song Yu of His Highness King Han, the elder brother in the Northeast.

"Awesome." Fan Buwei raised his head, adjusted his glasses, and spoke his long-hidden heart.

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After Lin Er packed up his schoolbag and left quickly, Song Yu felt that everyone in the world owed me, as if the Song Kingdom was ruined, and he became nothing but a king, very frustrated and lonely.

"The widow is alone..."

Song Yu was lying on the table, ready to go to bed. Today, he is not afraid of checking the student union cadres who are self-study. If he wants to register his name, he will remember it. But when he is lying on the table, he is not sleepy at all, and his side is empty. He knew what else he could do to hide his sadness besides lying on the table and sleeping with his eyes open.

After not sleeping for long, he was hit by Fan Buwei's ball of paper.

"Wake up! Brother Song!"

"What are you doing!" Song Yu scratched his hair, a little annoyed.

"I heard that Lu Jixue got fifty points in the comprehensive exam? That's amazing."

"You double-standard dog, why didn't you say I'm good when I got [-] points in the math test?"

"That's different. People know the correct answer and avoid it willfully. You don't know the correct answer at all, and you got fifteen points by guessing."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Song Yu rolled his eyes fiercely, his disgusted expression was more irritating than the landlady in the movie.

Song Yu looked at the empty seat next to him, and wondered if he could bring a pot of small succulents to raise tomorrow. At least he didn't look so lonely, and he wasn't Ximen Chuuxue, seeking defeat alone.

Just as Song Yu was about to lie down and continue to sleep, he suddenly heard a rush of high-heeled shoes, clang and clang. Various information sheets, school notices, and small volumes for dictation in Chinese.

In an instant, Song Yu was sitting upright, picked up the pen, his study posture was particularly correct, and his study attitude was very serious. At first glance, he thought that No. 1 in Class [-] was Song Yu.

The homeroom teacher walked in with a red face. It can be said that Song Yu had only seen that expression at wedding banquets in his hometown, and it was very festive.

Seeing this situation, Song Yu immediately took out a piece of toffee and secretly stuffed it into his mouth. The teacher in charge was happy, and it was not an exaggeration for him to steal a piece of toffee.

Behind the head teacher was a person who did special exercises, which Song Yu didn't like to do the most.

The position where Song Yu was sitting was a bit against the light, and he felt in a trance that the man's face seemed to be covered with a layer of light veil, as was his hair, and his whole body was wrapped in light, as if he had met a quiet Prince Charming , due to concentrating on watching for too long, Song Yu's eyes were tired, and he felt that the person's body was white, only the name tag on his chest was still shining, maybe his name was shining, high class 25 , Lu Jixue.

"Song Yu, the teacher asked me to sit next to you."

"Student Song Yu, how much score did you score in the comprehensive test?"

"Student Song Yu, I scored fifty points in the comprehensive essay exam."

Song Yu gritted his teeth, took out his 150-point comprehensive science paper, and flicked it.

"I'll give it to you, the 150-point paper, nothing less."