Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

The first class of the first semester is mathematics.

Ma Xiaoding was more excited than anyone else, and desperately slapped the table behind: "Brother Yu! Wait, do you want to run for the representative of the mathematics class? I plan to run for the representative of the Chinese class. Why don't we work together and blossom in both arts and science?"

Song Yu was flipping through the textbook of the compulsory first year of high school, eyes drooping lazily, and snorted when he heard his words: "You can bloom by yourself."

Xi Bowen was so frightened that he persuaded him earnestly: "This is not good, Brother Ma, the representative of the Chinese class is going to take the reading."

Ma Xiaoding had no self-knowledge, and was complacent: "Of course I know, that's what I'm going for. I've memorized so many poems, how can I not show off."

Xi Bowen said weakly, "Let's not."

The Bowen classmate who loves learning is about to cry, let me go, I don't want me to write zero points in high school archaeological poetry.

The class bell rang, and the math teacher came in with a lesson plan. He was in his late fifties, thin, bald, and wore glasses.

Holding a thermos cup in his hand, he stood on the podium and drank slowly.

"Students, I am your math teacher for this semester."

The emphasis of the speech is also dragged on for a long time, which makes people sleepy.

Ma Xiaoding whispered from behind: "Does it mean that all the math teachers in the world have a face that makes people want to sleep just by looking at it?"

Song Yu thought he was noisy, so he kicked him behind: "Shut up."

Ma Xiaoding silently made a gesture of zipping his mouth with his hands.

The first class usually has no specific content. The math teacher slowly explained his teaching plan, and glanced at the people in the first class, "Well, I will choose a class representative first. Is there anyone who would like to volunteer?"

Ma Xiaoding is more excited than anyone else, shaking his stool, restless, crazily implying, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu! Come on, Brother Yu!" In his heart, Brother Yu held the papers for such a summer vacation and would not let go, and was the first student at the beginning of school. How can a strange man who struggles with trigonometric functions every day have no identity in the mathematics class? The mathematics class represents so much prestige.

More importantly, he wants to run for the representative of the Chinese class!Shuangjie of literature and science sounds so damn handsome!

Song Yu held the pen, wishing he could turn around and beat him up.

Ma Xiaoding was so excited, his whole face exuded joy, which was in stark contrast to the sleepy students.

The math teacher's eyes fell on his face, and his eyes lit up: "The student in the third row from the bottom of the fourth group, it seems that you are very excited. You are so enthusiastic about the math class. You must be the math class representative."

"..."

Ma Xiaoding's cheerful smile froze on his face.

Ma Xiaoding, who was awarded the representative of the mathematics class, finally calmed down, and then he was paralyzed for a class, his whole face was full of lovelessness.

Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth.

The get out of class bell rings.

After math get out of class, Ma Xiaoding ran faster than anyone else, closely following the math teacher's pace, wishing to fly to the office to show his ambition.

Song Yu leaned over the table and took notes.Some time ago, he did the papers to find out how to feel. Now that he got the book, he began to systematically sort out the knowledge.

Halfway through writing, he got stuck in a Venn diagram formula, and poked Xie Sui next to him with a pen: "Is this right?"

It was just that there was a girl's voice that sounded at the same time as him.

"Student Xie Sui, may I ask what is a domain of definition?"

The voice is sweet and soft, charming and charming.

Song Yu held the pen for a moment, then looked up, and saw a girl with a ponytail beside the classroom aisle holding a pen and a math book, her face was slightly red, and her eyes were bright looking at Xie Sui.She is very good-looking, and only a very confident girl will be so active.

Xie Sui fell asleep and was awakened by Song Yu poking him with a pen. When he opened his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were filled with cruelty and coldness.

Seeing the textbooks, desks, and classrooms in front of me, my heart is slightly relieved.

The autumn wind blows the curtains and blows into the classroom.The boy's eyelashes trembled, and the emotions in Taohua's eyes were deeply hidden. He turned to look at Song Yu: "What's right?"

Song Yu was still holding the pen, silently pointing to the girl who was completely ignored and a little embarrassed standing next to him, "Why don't you answer her first what is a domain of definition?"

The girl smiled with difficulty, and said it again: "Student Xie Sui, I don't understand the explanation in the book."

Xie Sui glanced at Song Yu silently, he tilted his head, smiled at the girl, elegant and distant: "Sorry, I don't understand either."

"Perhaps you can memorize it."

The tone is clearly understated, but I always feel that I am insinuating stupidity.

The girl's smile became more and more stiff, and the fingertips holding the pen turned white. She lowered her head and whispered, "Oh, yes."

Song Yu watched the whole process.

Watching her trot back to her seat, she covered her face with a book angrily, and was comforted by a group of sisters next to her with suppressed smiles.

He suddenly felt a little itchy throat and wanted to say something.

For example: "You've lost a suitor this way."

Another example: "You really don't know what the domain is?"

What Xie Sui never lacked in his previous life was suitors. He glanced at Song Yu lightly and said, "I know, but I don't want to answer."

Song Yu: "...Oh."

Xie Sui stretched out his hand, and pulled his messy scribbled summary wherever he thought of it: "What did you want to ask me just now?"

Song Yu was moved by him.

Brothers are like brothers and women are like clothes!

"this one!"

Xie Sui took a pen and wrote down the formula he asked.I changed some things casually on it, and there were concise and clear connections between many knowledge points in an instant.

After taking the notebook, Song Yu sighed: "As expected, I thank God." But he was still very curious: "Why didn't you answer, I know the definition domain, why didn't she ask me by the way."

It's a pity that the first opportunity to communicate with a female classmate in high school just passed by.

Although on the forum, Song Yu was always in trouble, and Zhu Gusheng's scumbag temperament was about to overflow through the screen, but in reality, Song Yu was still happy to answer questions for the female students in the same class. Don't ask, just ask to help others.

Xie Sui looked at his regretful expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled with his lips curled up, his tone was very light: "It's too basic, I usually only answer Lagrange."

Song Yu: "..."

fuck you.

Is this stalk impossible to pass?

Just before the bell for the end of get out of class, Ma Xiaoding came back like a ghost, holding a delicate strawberry cake in his hand.

Judging from his expression that the sky is falling apart, he knew that the negotiation failed, and the representative of the mathematics class was appointed.

Xi Bowen couldn't hide his joy: "Oh, brother Ma, don't be sad. Aren't the representatives of the Chinese class and the math class both class representatives? There is no difference."

Ma Xiaoding was about to cry: "Can this be the same! Mathematics class means he failed in mathematics, and I have to go to the office to deliver homework to him every day, let me die!" But before he died, he still held the cake in his hand aggrievedly, Put it on Xie Sui's table, "Thank God, a girl in the next class on the way asked me to bring it to you. It looks pretty, and it must be the second class flower. I think you can eat it with confidence."

Xie Sui lowered his head and glanced at the cake.

There is also a post-it note with a faint fragrance on it. The girl's handwriting is beautiful, and there is a smiley face next to "Thank God."

Xi Bowen admired his real name: "Thank God, this is too popular."

Song Yu clicked his tongue, and he just said, Xie Sui's high school life must be particularly high-spirited without being as stupid as cannon fodder like Zhu Zhixing.The first grade, and the school grass.In the campus days, he was definitely the person who swept the whole school.

Xie Sui didn't even think about it, and said, "Thank you, but I don't eat sweets."

Ma Xiaoding's eyes lit up, hypocritically: "That's a pity, but everyone sent it to me, and I'm too embarrassed to send it back. Why don't I help you—"

Song Yu had already raised his hand: "Give it to me, I haven't eaten a cake from a girl before."

Ma Xiaoding was crying, and silently swallowed the rest of the words, what else could he say when brother Yu was robbing him for food.

The smile on Xie Sui's lips faded.

He tilted his head to Ma Xiaoding and said, "You eat."

Ma Xiaoding: "???"

Song Yu: "!!!"

Song Yu: "What the hell—"

Xie Sui opened the textbook of Mathematics Compulsory One, and pointed to the domain of definition with his slender fingers.

"Come on, I found that I really don't seem to know what the definition domain is, please explain to me."

Song Yu immediately shut up and was enthusiastic about learning for several days in a row. He finally had a chance to show himself, and moved his head excitedly: "The definition domain is actually very simple. clear."

"..." Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding.

"Brother Yu is too easy to coax."

Ma Xiaoding ate the sweet strawberry cake with a spoon in the back, and he finally got some comfort from the hurt he suffered from mathematics.

Xi Bowen adjusted his glasses, his eyes were full of admiration: "This is probably why Xueba is different. There is nothing that can't be solved by doing a problem. If you can't solve one problem, you can solve two problems."

"Cow batch!"

Ma Xiaoding raised his fork in agreement.

It became more and more certain that brother Yu is really a master of learning.

The last class in the morning was Ou Yilian's class. Last time she gave a self-speech and said hi, she even forgot to introduce the students, so this first English class became a class meeting.

Ou Yilian was still wearing high heels, wearing a skirt, and her gestures were full of the smell of perfume.

"Last time, the time was too short, and none of the people in our class had introduced themselves properly. How about this, in this class, let everyone get to know each other first."

"Start from the first group, S-shaped order, come, you come, come to the podium and introduce yourself, talk about your name and hobbies."

The first girl came up to the stage shyly and gave a speech. She spoke very quickly, said hello everyone, and then gave her name, and then she blushed and stepped off the stage.Wang Ci didn't come to school today, and took his younger brothers to a row of empty seats. He didn't give face to the class teacher on the first day of school, but Ou Yilian didn't ask a word, and let the next one continue with a calm expression.

Compared with the restrained girls, the boys are more cheerful, but the words are also very simple.

Ou Yilian frowned, not very satisfied with the effect, "Why are you so shy, you still have to struggle to introduce yourself, so how about this, write your own name, and don't introduce yourself. Everyone comes to the stage to introduce their deskmates, You won’t be ashamed to talk about others.”

The tablemate was chosen by myself, and most of them knew each other in junior high school, and now the atmosphere became lively, and there were all kinds of hurts on stage, with witty remarks, which made the audience laugh differently.

According to the S pattern, in their group, Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen spoke first.

Ma Xiaoding was always the happiest one in the audience. He said he was introducing his tablemate, but ended up mentioning Xi Bowen, and other things were messed up. It was Oi Lian who gritted her teeth and drove him away impatiently.

When it came to Xi Bowen, I felt sorry for this little nerd, and stumbled for a long time: "My name is Xi Bowen, I am a profound blogger, and I am good at Chinese. My deskmate... my deskmate..." Facing the former junior high school bully now at the same desk, his characteristics and Impression, all I can say is: "He...he is now the representative of the mathematics class."

Ma Xiaoding: "..." Day, which pot is not open and which pot to carry.

When it was Xie Sui and Song Yu's turn, the whole class fell silent.After all, he was the one who caught the attention of the audience as soon as school started. They didn't even know their names yet. The girls held their breaths and concentrated their attention, causing some boys playing games to raise their heads.

Song Yu went up first.

Seeing that it was him, Ou Yilian's expression was cold, and she had already started to look down at her phone.

Write your name on the blackboard with chalk.

Song Yu turned around, threw the chalk into the box, and simply said, "Song Yu, the metaphor of metaphor."

Ma Xiaoding began to coax and applauded desperately: "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ok!"

In the silence and shock of the whole class, like a sand sculpture.

The whole class: "..."

Song Yu also looked at him like a fool.

It was probably the only bit of shame that Ma Xiaoding chose to shut down again.

The classroom is quiet.

Song Yusheng was good-looking, with white and transparent skin, light hair and light pupils. He was delicate and clean, but he always spoke with perverse vigor.Standing on the podium, he is indescribably handsome.

Song Yu, metaphor of metaphor.

Sitting at the podium table is a girl with draped hair, a star hairpin, and a round face, very cute.When he said his name, his eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time.

People are still confused.

In the quiet classroom, her voice was particularly obvious.

"Is it... my husband Brother Yu's Yu?"