boys' feelings are always poetry

53.

The seating chart for Grade [-] and [-] was posted at the door, and there was also a list of students on duty next to it.

Song Yu met Fang Zhihui on the bus this morning. Fang Zhihui was holding two packs of watermelon jelly candies in his hand. Seeing Song Yu's sluggish expression, he reluctantly gave him a pack and punched him. What's the matter, dude? , got sick on the first day of school?Being pulled out and encouraged?

Song Yu stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever. "Brother Fang, you may not believe it, I met a scary elementary school student while playing a game."

"Scary?" Fang Zhizhi chewed two pieces of jellybeans, slurred his speech like a fool.

"Yes!" Song Yu nodded emphatically, "A rich primary school student wants to take me as an apprentice!"

"How much is the cultivation base?"

"Twenty thousand."

"Fuck!" Fang Zhizhi shook his hand, and a piece of poor transparent soft candy fell to the ground, "Fuck, the [-] gods accepted you as a disciple? You should burn incense! No, are you showing off?"

Song Yu rolled his eyes, thinking that Fang Zhihui's thinking was the same as that of the peerless barbarian.

"The elementary school student also gave me a set of frost-colored nine-hole pattern gowns, which are permanent models, and the ones cost more than 2000."

Fang Zhizhi stopped talking and didn't even eat the fudge.

"It's too scary. Do you know the news that elementary school students overdraw their parents' credit cards in order to reward the fair-skinned beauty anchor! After the parents found out, they called the police and reported the female anchor for cheating money, and it was even published on the social news!"

"Brother Song, do you think you are a female anchor?"

"..."

For countless times, Song Yu felt that Fang Zhihui had a brain problem, or that his brain had degenerated, and he couldn't keep up.

"Brother Song, how do you know that he is a primary school student?"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, and began to think alone, why did he think that the other party was a primary school student?But if I remember correctly, the other party seems to have said that he is in military training. He is not an elementary school student, but also a younger brother at the junior high school level. Could it be that he is in high school like him?Huai City No. [-] Middle School starts early, and the military training time is also advanced. The world is so big, is there really a perverted high school that has the same military training time as Huai City No. [-] Middle School?

Maybe there is.

In just a few minutes, Song Yu changed his mind. This person is definitely not a primary school student, but it is indeed his brother's behavior to spend money so recklessly and extravagantly.

"Brother Song, don't think about it. Anyway, the money is for the game. It has nothing to do with you. You can't return it. Keep it. Few players have the frost-colored nine-hole pattern gown. Go home and have fun." .”

"That can't be done. I'll sell the clothes when I get home tonight and convert them into silver taels and return them to the elementary school students."

Fang Zhihui was shocked, "Then how much silver taels do you have to convert? Why do local tyrants want such silver taels? If you don't want it, give it to me! My moral bottom line is bottom line, I can!"

Song Yu snorted, "You want to be beautiful, but there is no way."

54.

The seating chart for Class [-] is very conspicuous, it's a big blank sheet of paper.

Song Yu held his schoolbag strap and stood in front of the seat chart in a daze.

Strange, this seat row is really strange.

If they were arranged according to their size, Lu Jixue shouldn't be sitting behind him. If they were arranged according to their surnames, it would be even more wrong, and the small Fan Buwei was sitting in front of him, the same height as him. Fang Zhihui, who is about the same age, is far away from him, so it is difficult to send a note.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it, anyway, it was arranged by the head teacher, and no one would question it.

Lin Er, Song Yu's tablemate, is from the same junior high school as him, and his academic performance seems to be similar to his, probably because of his relationship.

"Good morning! At the same table!"

Song Yu put down his schoolbag, and respectfully presented the hazelnut chocolates he bought when he went out in the morning.

Lin Er nodded with a smile, leaned closer, and whispered, "Behind us are the first and second in the class. It's all right now. The copying of homework is settled. It's just that it takes a little effort to talk in class."

For these, Song Yu didn't care much. It's good to be able to copy homework. Take one step at a time, and care about so much.

After a while, Fang Zhihui, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, ran over in a hurry, with a flustered expression and half-opened mouth. If it wasn't because he was too far away, Fang Zhihui might have raised his volume and shouted loudly .

"Damn Brother Song! Have you checked the duty schedule?"

"Duty watch?" Song Yu shook his head, but he didn't see it, where is it?

"It's right there!" Fang Zhihui turned around and pointed, his eyes full of pity and pity.

Song Yu nodded calmly, and ran to the front of the class to have a look.

Team leader on duty on Monday: Zhao Yingxiong.

Student on duty: Fang Zhihui...

It’s okay to be on duty on Monday. Anyway, the students who were on duty last Friday had almost cleaned up, and they don’t need to pack anything when they come in the morning. It’s possible that the flag will be raised on Monday morning. I guess the head teacher may check the ground himself.

That's better than Friday, and you have to be on duty seriously, and you have to be checked by the class teacher, the duty time is extended, and there is a lot of garbage.

Song Yu skipped over Tuesday and looked back.

Leader of Friday duty students: Song Yu.

Student on duty: Lu Jixue...

What the hell! ! ! ! !

Song Yu hurriedly took a closer look, and it was almost pasted on the white paper.

How come I am on duty on Friday!I am!I'm still the head of the daily life team!

What the hell!

Song Yu also thought of a lot of social news. The rich and handsome big brother chased the pure female college student madly, and after he failed, he retaliated wildly. His psychology was extremely dark, and his methods were extremely black-bellied.

Song Yu was about to faint in front of this duty sheet, but fainting in front of so many classmates, it was his younger brother's behavior.

Student on duty on Friday: Lu Jixue.

The insidious and cunning monitor of the class must be afraid that the students would attack him in groups and resist unfairness, so he arranged himself until Friday.

But he's not the team leader on duty! Oh my god!

As a Taurus, what Song Yu is most afraid of is the invisible pressure exerted by others. He has to do his job well, and no points will be deducted. Pray to God!

Song Yu returned to his seat seemingly calmly.

Seeing his pale face, Lin Er at the same table wondered if the child had hypoglycemia, so he returned the chocolate Song Yu sent to the original owner.

"At the same table, be strong."