Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

In fact, Song Ci's body is not short, and his height of 1.7 meters is enough to make many boys envious, but he is too good-looking and thin, so people will always ignore his height.

Wen Yang himself actually likes the last row very much, it's free and comfortable, but he really doesn't want to sit with the Tang God or Tang Cao next to him, so he has to give a reason, which is two words - uneasy.

That kind of uneasiness that seemed to be suddenly tied to a hydrogen balloon and thrown into the sky, and there was no place in the whole body that could be settled.

After hesitating for two seconds, Wen Yang was about to say "Okay", but before he opened his mouth to make a sound, someone beside him rushed to answer for him, "Mr. Ma, there is no need to change, Song Ci said he likes it very much." This location."

The tone was so sincere that Wen Yang would believe it himself!

Wen Yang turned his head abruptly, and glared at Hua Yi angrily from a distance, but Hua Yi didn't receive his anger, and was still trying to give Shao Ning a look, "Brother, I can only help you so much Ah!"

Shao Ning squeezed the space between his eyebrows, sighed, and turned to look at Wen Yang.

He didn't want to offend Wen Yang, so when he thought about what Hua Yigang said, he would never say it out of his mouth, but now that someone said it for him, he really couldn't be more magnanimous, saying no The words "you can sit wherever you want" came out.

Rationally, he felt that he was still probing and hadn't figured out anything yet, but Shao Ning knew in his heart that his subconscious mind had already acquiesced since the first time he saw the child in front of him - he was Wen Yang.

"Ahem..." Teacher Ma cleared his throat on the podium, "Song Ci, don't you want to change seats?"

The hint in Teacher Ma's eyes should not be too obvious, and he was short of shouting, "Don't be afraid! It doesn't matter if Hua Yi threatens you, Teacher makes the decision for you!"

Wen Yang was once again amused by his own imagination, but...

He quickly scanned the class with his eyes, and not surprisingly, he found that the students who were still smiling before were all sitting upright and holding their breath, not daring to show their breath.

Wen Yang suddenly changed his mind, shook his head, and said in a loose tone, "Teacher, this location is quite good, with good scenery and good Feng Shui, I won't change it."

Teacher Ma wanted to say something more, but seeing Wen Yang's determined face, he finally didn't say anything.

The new student is in a special situation, he only has one seat, so there is no need for him to interfere too much.

Seeing that Teacher Ma had already opened the textbook and was about to give a lecture, Wen Yang clearly heard the relief of the people around him.

Wen Yang didn't turn his head, and subconsciously moved the bench to the aisle, took out the Chinese books from his schoolbag and spread them out.

Song Ci’s previous school had also distributed this set of textbooks, but in their high school, they had already finished reading the textbooks for the past three years in the first year of senior high school, and used books published by the school teachers themselves.

Wen Yang finished flipping through a book in 5 minutes, and confirmed that the teaching here is not far from the world he used to live in. At best, it was just a matter of changing provinces. Eyes closed on the table.

The Chinese class was probably hypnotized by some kind of spell. No matter how loud the teacher’s voice was and how impassioned the tone was, the students still could not escape the fate of being so sleepy that they could not open their eyes within 5 minutes.

Wen Yang's nerves, which had been strained all morning, gradually relaxed when Mr. Ma recited "Qinyuanchun Changsha" affectionately, and finally fell into a peaceful sleep.

Beside, Hua Yi took advantage of Teacher Ma's turning around to write on the blackboard, approached Shao Ning, put his fist to his mouth and talked, and kept glancing at Wen Yang who was lying on his stomach, "Hey, this kid, is it?" Doesn't it mean something to you too?"

Shao Ning glanced at the gap between the two of them that was big enough for another person to sit in, and said in a cool voice, "Which eye of yours can see it?"

Hua Yi curled her lips, "It's boring, why don't you change seats, and you say that the scenery is good and the feng shui is good, isn't that just saying that you look good, and sitting here will bring you luck?"

If Wen Yang heard this, he would definitely vomit blood from anger. There is someone who can brainstorm better than him and can automatically interpret the meaning of other people's words. If he doesn't get full marks in Chinese reading, I'm sorry for his ability!

Shao Ning looked at Hua Yi helplessly, held a pen on his fingertips, and didn't turn it around, "If you say that, who in the class would dare to sit at the same table with him?"

This is the truth, Hua Yi smirked, touched his nose, muttered, "Brother, I'm not all for you", and then turned back to continue playing with his Lego model.

Shao Ning shook his head, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Wen Yang. He didn't know if the kid went out to steal chickens last night, but now he was sleeping very soundly, most of his face was buried in the sleeve of the wide coat, only Some of the closed eyes were exposed, and the long and curled eyelashes were overturned, which made me feel weak from the bottom of my heart.

A ray of sunlight outside the window suddenly leaked in from the gap in the undrawn curtains, and fell on Wen Yang's face. Almost at the same time, Shao Ning sat up straight instinctively, blocking the sunlight for him, and the child's eyelashes trembled twice , Breathing calmed down again, Shao Ning breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and forced himself to turn his head back.

I can't watch it, and if I watch it again, Shao Ning is afraid that he can't help but skip class immediately, and carry someone home to sleep.

Wen Yang slept very deeply this time, and it lasted for a long time. He had a messy and lengthy dream. When he woke up, he couldn't quite react. Go to barbecue with friends, and there will be a lamp waiting for you to go home at night.

Staring at the unfamiliar teacher on the podium for a full minute, Wen Yang raised his hand and pressed his temple vigorously, only to regain a little sense of reality.

It is true that the college entrance examination has not yet been completed, but there are no friends who can go to barbecue with him, and there will be no more lights for him.

Wen Yang took a deep breath, tried his best to get rid of the gentle figure that had appeared in his dream and was still dancing in his head, and then pinched his wrist hard, causing him to take a soft breath of pain.

It really was a dream, otherwise Brother Shao would be so kind to him, and when he came home, he would make fried egg pancakes for him.

"Well... get out of class is over soon, do you want to have dinner together later?"

When the people around him spoke suddenly, Wen Yang snapped back to his senses, turned his head and stared at the person for three seconds, then pursed his lips and said, "Sorry, what did you just say?"

Looking at the child who was obviously disconnected, Shao Ning twirled his fingers hidden under the table, barely suppressed the thought of rubbing someone's head, smiled, and patiently repeated, "Dining together at noon?"

Before the sound of the last "rice" fell completely, Wen Yang subconsciously opened his mouth to say "no".

Shao Ning was stunned, his expression darkened visibly with the naked eye, Wen Yang looked inexplicably irritable, his eyebrows furrowed, and he casually threw out an excuse, "Someone brought me food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Before anyone could answer, Wen Yang was the first to jump up from his seat, opened the back door and ran out.

"Let's go to eat," Hua Yi stood up, stretched lazily, hooked Shao Ning's shoulder and muttered, "Young Master, I'm starving to death."

"Did a starving ghost give birth?" Shao Ning withdrew his gaze from chasing the child's back, and said softly, "I ate three chocolates and two meat floss cakes this morning, and I'm still so hungry?"

"Do you think everyone is like you?" Hua Yi smacked his lips, "You can see people's backs enough?"

Shao Ning stopped and turned his head to look at him quietly.

"That's right," Hua Yi patted his mouth, "I'm sorry, I won't say anything, let's go, let's go."

Outside, Wen Yang had already left the school gate and followed the crowd to the right.

No. [-] Middle School is very loose, and students are not prohibited from going out at noon. There is a snack street outside the school, which gathers the characteristics of various places, and every family is booming.

Wen Yang watched as he walked, and stopped at the door of a fried noodle shop.

It's a small shop, enough for four small square tables inside, each table is full of people, and there is a long line of people outside.

Chattering, noisy, and a noodle master is pulling noodles at the door, his movements are wide open and closed, Wen Yang is afraid that he will throw the noodles in the face.

The aroma of fried sauce wafted out extraordinarily richly, unreasonably piercing into people's noses, and the extraordinarily real fireworks dilute Wen Yang's emotions caused by the previous dream, and the sense of hunger surfaced in a timely manner, and Wen Yang didn't Going forward, turned around and was at the end of the line.

"It's this one!" Hua Yi patted his thigh, "Ah Yao still understands me, I've been craving his noodles for a week!"

"Eat slowly," Shen Yao poured a glass of water and put it in Hua Yi's hand, "If you don't know, you can be tortured every day without food."

"I don't have a long body?" Hua Yi said while wrapping a large roll of noodles with chopsticks and stuffing them into his mouth, "I'm 2cm shorter than Tang Tang, eat more and soon surpass him."

"What did you call me?" Shao Ning put down his chopsticks and looked at Hua Yi with a dark face.

"Tang Tang, am I here to make you happy?" Hua Yi took a sip of water, "I'm going to finish eating, do you have two chopsticks?"

"Not too hungry." Shao Ning was noncommittal.

"What's wrong with Xiao Tang?" Shen Yao looked at him, "In a bad mood?"

"He is trapped by love," Hua Yi ate the last chopstick noodles, and sucked a little bit of soup from the bottom of the bowl, "I am worried that his children are hungry, if you want me to say it is just worrying, look at the tricks on him Clothes, which one is cheaper than yours and mine?"

"Child?" Shen Yao was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, "The one you brought in this morning?"

Now Hua Yi was stunned, "Bring them here? I underestimated you, Comrade A Tang, you brought them here so quickly."

"It's not what you think." Shao Ning replied with a vein twitching on his forehead, speechless.

Shen Yao opened his mouth in time and briefly talked about the morning's affairs. At the end, he smacked his lips and added, "To be honest, I've never seen Xiao Tang so nervous before."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Hua Yi said, "I'm so sour, brothers are not as good as people meeting each other for two years."

"Hi," Shen Yao smiled, "Your thinking is very dangerous, classmate Hua..."

Shao Ning didn't say a word, just sat on the side and watched the two of them sing together silently, as if they were talking about cross talk.

After a few more jokes, seeing Shao Ning's face getting darker and darker, Shen Yao hurriedly stopped him, straightened his expression and comforted him, "Okay, Xiao Tang, you don't have to worry too much, that kid has thin skin and tender flesh , it looks like it was raised by the family, and people have said that someone delivered meals, so maybe I am sitting in a Maybach to eat a big meal right now."

Shao Ning responded with a simple "huh" and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

He still doesn't know the specific situation of Song Ci's family, maybe it is indeed the complete opposite of the original Wen's family, he is really a young master who grew up with a lot of love and affection.

That's the best, Wen Yang should have such a family.

But for no reason, Shao Ning always felt uneasy.

It was rumored that Young Master Wen, who had a big meal in a Maybach, put down his noodle bowl contentedly, licked the corners of his mouth, got up, paid the money and walked to school.

As soon as I entered the school gate and walked two steps, I saw a group of people gathered around the rostrum not far away, who were noisy and didn't know what they were doing.

Wen Yang wasn't interested in answering, he didn't stop walking, he walked around the crowd and was about to enter the teaching building.

It's just that they are getting closer, and the noise still inevitably gets into their ears.

"Obviously it's the venue that our awesome class saw first, the military flags are all up, do you have any rules, don't you understand first come, first served!"

"Cut, first come, first served is a fart, fists are the last word!"

Caught off guard by familiar terms and familiar voices, Wen Yang couldn't help but turned his head back.

In fact, I mainly want to see with my own eyes what the legendary "military flag" looks like.

He just turned his head away, Jun Qi didn't look at it, but looked at a familiar face first.

The so-called Yuanjia road is narrow, this is really not a casual talk.

What caught Wen Yang's eyes was the stupid appearance of Zhuang Xiong waving his bear's paw with a ferocious expression on his face.

The two looked at each other, and Wen Yang raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Afterwards, all the people watched helplessly as they were still arrogant just a second ago. They looked like a strong bear classmate who was the biggest and second to me. His face changed in a second, and he stood at attention with his hands on the seam of his trousers, facing the new classmate. Bowing at ninety degrees, he said in a trembling voice, "Boss, boss, spare me!"