Chapter 18
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Song Yu's eyes finally fell on the pile of paper in Xie Sui's hand, "what is this?"
Xie Sui smiles: "the speech of the freshman representative."
Song Yu took it and flipped it over and said, "this is the first treatment in the city. When you speak in front of a grade, will you be nervous?"
It's a strange question.
Xie Sui has made numerous speeches in his last life, in the company, in the University, in the science and technology summit. The face of people, men and women, old and young, successful ordinary, domestic and foreign, industry outside the industry. How can it be because of a high school freshman's stage fright.
However, he listened to Song Yu's words, and with a smile, his eyelids drooped slightly: "a little bit."
Song Yu has forgotten the humiliation of A66, Lagrange and 135 degrees. He is kind-hearted and warm-hearted and comforts: "don't be nervous. I'll buy someone to join you. I'll drum up ten yuan and call out fifty yuan. I'll send you 100 yuan. I'll pay for the flowers. I'll take my friends with me. The more people, the higher the welfare."
Ma Xiaoding listened behind and raised his hand to sign up: "brother Yu, do you have any extra rewards for acquaintances?"
Song Yu said: "acquaintances have no extra reward, you are free labor."
Ma Xiaoding was wronged and took back his hand.
Xi Bowen laughed.
Xie Sui hooked his lower lip.
There was a lot of noise in the classroom for about half an hour.
The teacher in charge of a class is late at last. The head teacher of the high class is an English teacher, female, surnamed Europe, looks very young, stepping on high-heeled shoes, and white sling skirts, it is a smell of high perfume. This female teacher, Song Yu is still a little impressed. "Gentle control" in Xie Sui high school has been accepting harassment and cold violence, she more or less accounted for half of the responsibility.
Vanity and snobbery, in her heart, the family background of students ranked first, the results ranked second, no background and no grades, she will not give you a look.
Mr. Ou stepped on the platform with high-heeled shoes, holding a list in his hand, and casually instructed two thin and small boys sitting in the front row. His voice was also warm: "you go and carry the student handbook."
Two little boys stood up in a panic: "OK."
Miss Ou raised her long hair and showed a smile to the students: "Hello everyone, I'm the head teacher of your high school for three years. My name is Ou, and my name is Ou Yilian. You can call me miss ou." Then, she first introduced a pile of her brilliant resume, what university she graduated from, how many years she had studied abroad, and how many outstanding students she had taught. Also deliberately holding the throat, can be said to be very hypnotic.
Song Yu just wanted to feel sleepy when she spoke. She opened the window a little, and the night wind blowing in from Jingcheng was cool.
He rubbed his eyes and hit Xie Sui with his arm: "you call me after she blows the cow. I'll sleep first."
Xie Sui looked at him carefully: "the first class you sleep?"
Song Yu murmured: "there is no need to listen to her nonsense."
The first part of the evening self-study was spent in Ou Yilian's self indulgent speech.
As soon as the bell rang, Miss Ou stopped her speech about how to thank her nth student for how to be successful and how to thank her many years later. She stood on the platform and cleared her throat and said, "in the first month, I won't queue up. You want to sit with who you want to sit with, the next month test results come out, I will arrange. Well, after class, let's have a rest. "
She did a good thing. Let yourself choose the same table.
In this class, Song Yu had a bad dream.
The picture is strange, but cold and bloody.
A nameless Island, lonely and gloomy like a cage, and then the endless blue sky and ocean.
The man leaning on the yacht, his windbreaker flies like a white gull, the wet and salty wind blows his messy black hair on his forehead, and his deep peach blossom eyes are cold and affectionate.
There seemed to be a rush to get out of the boat.
The man had a snatch in his hand and looked careless.
Then the glass broke and hit the heart.
It's gunfire, sea breeze, shouting.
Blood, wind, incredible eyes.
The picture is fixed in the corner of a man's lips boring and disgusting smile. Turning around and jumping into the sea, the back is natural and neat.
Song Yu suddenly woke up. After class one was noisy and lively. The girls were laughing and chatting, and the boys were playing games.
Later, Ma Xiaoding volunteered to tell Xi Bowen the topic: "Oh, you still like reciting poems. I seem to have learned this poem, ten years of life and death two boundless, do not think, since unforgettable. The golden hat, mink fur, thousand riding roll Pinggang. Yes or no! "
Xi Bowen: "what??? It doesn't seem to be a problem, but I don't think it's right. You recite it wrong
Ma Xiaoding: "impossible! What rhymes
People talk all over the body. Song Yu's confused eyes became clear.
The wind blowing in from the window gave him a little sense of reality. Looking down at his hands, the heart of the circle is difficult to release the repression.
What he had just dreamt of was Xie Sui.
In the book, Xie Sui, who was finally imprisoned on a desert island, broke his pride He saw that there had already abandoned the article, so it was Xie Sui who shot and killed those three scum? Or, that's what he wanted."Xie Sui." Song Yu's throat is a little dry. Subconsciously, he turns his head and finds that Xie Sui is not in his seat.
Ma Xiaoding heard him calling people and said, "brother Yu, Xie Sui has been called to the office."
Song Yu nodded his head.
Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed his temple.
At this time, a figure suddenly covered, a group of people stood in front of him.
"Hey, little brother, can I talk to you about something?"
Talking is a tall and thin boy, black T-shirt, inch head, three rows of earrings. It's not easy to get along with at first sight. The finger knocks the table, evil smile, in the eye also is not to discuss the look at all.
The classroom instantly quiet down, playing mobile phones, chatting, can not help but put their eyes on this side.
Song Yu is a father to those gangsters with swords and sticks in Lianyun street. Can he be frightened by several high school students?
But now he was a little tired of that dream, and he lifted his eyelids lazily: "say it."
The tall and thin boy hums and laughs, "we leave elder brother to want to change a position with you, change not change."
My brother?
Song Yu wakes up and his eyes open.
The tall and thin boy said with a smile: "do you understand Wang family? Jingcheng Wang family, I want to change places with you. "
Song Yuzheng worried about the fire, but also happy smile.
Turning his pen, his tone was light and disdainful: "Wang CI? Who? "
The tall and thin boy stares at him in silence. A class of people are afraid of the atmosphere for a moment, quietly even the voice on the ground is clear. Song, look at the martyrs.
Is this man really stupid or fake? That's Wang's family. Jingcheng TV station often shows up.
"We don't know normal. Now let's get to know it."
On the other side of the classroom against the wall, a slightly fat boy stood up and said with a smile.
Single eyelid, eyes are very small, lips slightly thick, put on the general face of simple and honest appearance, in his body showed particularly greasy and evil.
Wang CI stepped out of his seat and leaned over to Song Yu. His sight fell on him like a poisonous snake.
"Give me face, little friend. I want to change places with you."
Wang Ci was hit by a gun.
Unfortunately, Song Yu had such a dream that he was so angry with the scum in "gentle control".
You smile: "why give you face?"
Hiss. Take a cool breath in the whole class.
Song Yu also said in a light way: "with your big face?"
The whole class:
Fierce!
Wang CI pulled the corners of his mouth.
Now, he is a group of provocative people! Do you want to change it or not!
but before he started, Ma Xiaoding stood up and hit the floor with a pop can, louder than he: "you can try to speak louder!"
The class atmosphere, which had been quiet and oppressive, suddenly became tense.
Black sympathy a Leng: "Ma Xiaoding?"
Ma Xiaoding ignored him and stood beside Song Yu. He was ferocious: "my brother Yu said he would not change it! Don't have long ears. Shall I cut them off for you
Ma Xiaoding in junior high school has been a thorn in the head, school bully level of people, many of his younger brother, fighting is also fierce.
Black T-shirt was a little afraid of him, but he couldn't open his face. He said, "did I ask you?"
Song Yu, who was asked, was amused and threw his pen on the desk: "don't change it. Get out."
Three words.
The tone is extremely arrogant.
Black body T-shirt stupefied, also can't make a decision for a moment, the line of sight looks to Wang CI: "resigning elder brother."
Wang Ci's small eyes only stare at Song Yu. After staring at Song Yu for a long time, he doesn't know what to think. At last, he shows an uncomfortable smile. He doesn't speak and sits back.
The boss left, and the remaining three or four people did not stay.
Black T-shirt also put down a cruel word: "provoked us to quit brother, you can't bear to go after!"
Ma Xiaoding was angry: "come on! See who can't afford it. "
Black sympathizes to grind a tooth, but dare not and his foot board, reincarnation murmurs in a low voice: "Meng's dog, really regard oneself as what thing."
After the class atmosphere was frozen for a short time, someone's mobile phone rang in the classroom to break the calm. Everyone whispered and the Qi deficiency gradually eased.
Ma Xiaoding really ate a fly as disgusting, "return to King's house, vomit, what thing."
If brother Yu didn't want to go to school quietly and move out of the background, the frogs in the well would be scared to death.
He looked at Song Yu nervously: "brother Yu, that fool just met you."
In his mind, Yu Ge just can't touch it. He will break the porcelain doll that needs to be protected.
Song Yu was too lazy to put the group of people at ease, "No."
Ma Xiaoding was not angry and said: "look for an opportunity, I'm going to give Jiang Xiu a good beating."
Jiang Xiu is the name of the black sympathy.After a while, the second night self-study began, teacher ou and Xie Sui came in from the outside together.
Song Yu has been staring at Xie Sui from the classroom door to his side.
His sight was so bright and dazzling that it was difficult for Xie suixiang not to pay attention. Xie Sui sat down on the seat, looked at his little deskmate, and said with a smile, "why, there is no problem again?"
Song Yu takes back his sight. His mood is not very good. He says, "no, it's all right."
Xie Sui: "it's also. After all, it's one point eight percent short of the future city."
Song Yu said:
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Song Yu's eyes finally fell on the pile of paper in Xie Sui's hand, "what is this?"
Xie Sui smiles: "the speech of the freshman representative."
Song Yu took it and flipped it over and said, "this is the first treatment in the city. When you speak in front of a grade, will you be nervous?"
It's a strange question.
Xie Sui has made numerous speeches in his last life, in the company, in the University, in the science and technology summit. The face of people, men and women, old and young, successful ordinary, domestic and foreign, industry outside the industry. How can it be because of a high school freshman's stage fright.
However, he listened to Song Yu's words, and with a smile, his eyelids drooped slightly: "a little bit."
Song Yu has forgotten the humiliation of A66, Lagrange and 135 degrees. He is kind-hearted and warm-hearted and comforts: "don't be nervous. I'll buy someone to join you. I'll drum up ten yuan and call out fifty yuan. I'll send you 100 yuan. I'll pay for the flowers. I'll take my friends with me. The more people, the higher the welfare."
Ma Xiaoding listened behind and raised his hand to sign up: "brother Yu, do you have any extra rewards for acquaintances?"
Song Yu said: "acquaintances have no extra reward, you are free labor."
Ma Xiaoding was wronged and took back his hand.
Xi Bowen laughed.
Xie Sui hooked his lower lip.
There was a lot of noise in the classroom for about half an hour.
The teacher in charge of a class is late at last. The head teacher of the high class is an English teacher, female, surnamed Europe, looks very young, stepping on high-heeled shoes, and white sling skirts, it is a smell of high perfume. This female teacher, Song Yu is still a little impressed. "Gentle control" in Xie Sui high school has been accepting harassment and cold violence, she more or less accounted for half of the responsibility.
Vanity and snobbery, in her heart, the family background of students ranked first, the results ranked second, no background and no grades, she will not give you a look.
Mr. Ou stepped on the platform with high-heeled shoes, holding a list in his hand, and casually instructed two thin and small boys sitting in the front row. His voice was also warm: "you go and carry the student handbook."
Two little boys stood up in a panic: "OK."
Miss Ou raised her long hair and showed a smile to the students: "Hello everyone, I'm the head teacher of your high school for three years. My name is Ou, and my name is Ou Yilian. You can call me miss ou." Then, she first introduced a pile of her brilliant resume, what university she graduated from, how many years she had studied abroad, and how many outstanding students she had taught. Also deliberately holding the throat, can be said to be very hypnotic.
Song Yu just wanted to feel sleepy when she spoke. She opened the window a little, and the night wind blowing in from Jingcheng was cool.
He rubbed his eyes and hit Xie Sui with his arm: "you call me after she blows the cow. I'll sleep first."
Xie Sui looked at him carefully: "the first class you sleep?"
Song Yu murmured: "there is no need to listen to her nonsense."
The first part of the evening self-study was spent in Ou Yilian's self indulgent speech.
As soon as the bell rang, Miss Ou stopped her speech about how to thank her nth student for how to be successful and how to thank her many years later. She stood on the platform and cleared her throat and said, "in the first month, I won't queue up. You want to sit with who you want to sit with, the next month test results come out, I will arrange. Well, after class, let's have a rest. "
She did a good thing. Let yourself choose the same table.
In this class, Song Yu had a bad dream.
The picture is strange, but cold and bloody.
A nameless Island, lonely and gloomy like a cage, and then the endless blue sky and ocean.
The man leaning on the yacht, his windbreaker flies like a white gull, the wet and salty wind blows his messy black hair on his forehead, and his deep peach blossom eyes are cold and affectionate.
There seemed to be a rush to get out of the boat.
The man had a snatch in his hand and looked careless.
Then the glass broke and hit the heart.
It's gunfire, sea breeze, shouting.
Blood, wind, incredible eyes.
The picture is fixed in the corner of a man's lips boring and disgusting smile. Turning around and jumping into the sea, the back is natural and neat.
Song Yu suddenly woke up. After class one was noisy and lively. The girls were laughing and chatting, and the boys were playing games.
Later, Ma Xiaoding volunteered to tell Xi Bowen the topic: "Oh, you still like reciting poems. I seem to have learned this poem, ten years of life and death two boundless, do not think, since unforgettable. The golden hat, mink fur, thousand riding roll Pinggang. Yes or no! "
Xi Bowen: "what??? It doesn't seem to be a problem, but I don't think it's right. You recite it wrong
Ma Xiaoding: "impossible! What rhymes
People talk all over the body. Song Yu's confused eyes became clear.
The wind blowing in from the window gave him a little sense of reality. Looking down at his hands, the heart of the circle is difficult to release the repression.
What he had just dreamt of was Xie Sui.
In the book, Xie Sui, who was finally imprisoned on a desert island, broke his pride He saw that there had already abandoned the article, so it was Xie Sui who shot and killed those three scum? Or, that's what he wanted."Xie Sui." Song Yu's throat is a little dry. Subconsciously, he turns his head and finds that Xie Sui is not in his seat.
Ma Xiaoding heard him calling people and said, "brother Yu, Xie Sui has been called to the office."
Song Yu nodded his head.
Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed his temple.
At this time, a figure suddenly covered, a group of people stood in front of him.
"Hey, little brother, can I talk to you about something?"
Talking is a tall and thin boy, black T-shirt, inch head, three rows of earrings. It's not easy to get along with at first sight. The finger knocks the table, evil smile, in the eye also is not to discuss the look at all.
The classroom instantly quiet down, playing mobile phones, chatting, can not help but put their eyes on this side.
Song Yu is a father to those gangsters with swords and sticks in Lianyun street. Can he be frightened by several high school students?
But now he was a little tired of that dream, and he lifted his eyelids lazily: "say it."
The tall and thin boy hums and laughs, "we leave elder brother to want to change a position with you, change not change."
My brother?
Song Yu wakes up and his eyes open.
The tall and thin boy said with a smile: "do you understand Wang family? Jingcheng Wang family, I want to change places with you. "
Song Yuzheng worried about the fire, but also happy smile.
Turning his pen, his tone was light and disdainful: "Wang CI? Who? "
The tall and thin boy stares at him in silence. A class of people are afraid of the atmosphere for a moment, quietly even the voice on the ground is clear. Song, look at the martyrs.
Is this man really stupid or fake? That's Wang's family. Jingcheng TV station often shows up.
"We don't know normal. Now let's get to know it."
On the other side of the classroom against the wall, a slightly fat boy stood up and said with a smile.
Single eyelid, eyes are very small, lips slightly thick, put on the general face of simple and honest appearance, in his body showed particularly greasy and evil.
Wang CI stepped out of his seat and leaned over to Song Yu. His sight fell on him like a poisonous snake.
"Give me face, little friend. I want to change places with you."
Wang Ci was hit by a gun.
Unfortunately, Song Yu had such a dream that he was so angry with the scum in "gentle control".
You smile: "why give you face?"
Hiss. Take a cool breath in the whole class.
Song Yu also said in a light way: "with your big face?"
The whole class:
Fierce!
Wang CI pulled the corners of his mouth.
Now, he is a group of provocative people! Do you want to change it or not!
but before he started, Ma Xiaoding stood up and hit the floor with a pop can, louder than he: "you can try to speak louder!"
The class atmosphere, which had been quiet and oppressive, suddenly became tense.
Black sympathy a Leng: "Ma Xiaoding?"
Ma Xiaoding ignored him and stood beside Song Yu. He was ferocious: "my brother Yu said he would not change it! Don't have long ears. Shall I cut them off for you
Ma Xiaoding in junior high school has been a thorn in the head, school bully level of people, many of his younger brother, fighting is also fierce.
Black T-shirt was a little afraid of him, but he couldn't open his face. He said, "did I ask you?"
Song Yu, who was asked, was amused and threw his pen on the desk: "don't change it. Get out."
Three words.
The tone is extremely arrogant.
Black body T-shirt stupefied, also can't make a decision for a moment, the line of sight looks to Wang CI: "resigning elder brother."
Wang Ci's small eyes only stare at Song Yu. After staring at Song Yu for a long time, he doesn't know what to think. At last, he shows an uncomfortable smile. He doesn't speak and sits back.
The boss left, and the remaining three or four people did not stay.
Black T-shirt also put down a cruel word: "provoked us to quit brother, you can't bear to go after!"
Ma Xiaoding was angry: "come on! See who can't afford it. "
Black sympathizes to grind a tooth, but dare not and his foot board, reincarnation murmurs in a low voice: "Meng's dog, really regard oneself as what thing."
After the class atmosphere was frozen for a short time, someone's mobile phone rang in the classroom to break the calm. Everyone whispered and the Qi deficiency gradually eased.
Ma Xiaoding really ate a fly as disgusting, "return to King's house, vomit, what thing."
If brother Yu didn't want to go to school quietly and move out of the background, the frogs in the well would be scared to death.
He looked at Song Yu nervously: "brother Yu, that fool just met you."
In his mind, Yu Ge just can't touch it. He will break the porcelain doll that needs to be protected.
Song Yu was too lazy to put the group of people at ease, "No."
Ma Xiaoding was not angry and said: "look for an opportunity, I'm going to give Jiang Xiu a good beating."
Jiang Xiu is the name of the black sympathy.After a while, the second night self-study began, teacher ou and Xie Sui came in from the outside together.
Song Yu has been staring at Xie Sui from the classroom door to his side.
His sight was so bright and dazzling that it was difficult for Xie suixiang not to pay attention. Xie Sui sat down on the seat, looked at his little deskmate, and said with a smile, "why, there is no problem again?"
Song Yu takes back his sight. His mood is not very good. He says, "no, it's all right."
Xie Sui: "it's also. After all, it's one point eight percent short of the future city."
Song Yu said:
Song Yu's eyes finally fell on the pile of paper in Xie Sui's hand, "what is this?" Xie Sui smiles: "the speech of the freshman representative." Song Yu took it and flipped it over and said, "this is the first treatment in the city. When you speak in front of a grade, will you be nervous?" It's a strange question. Xie Sui has made numerous speeches in his last life, in the company, in the University, in the science and technology summit. The face of people, men and women, old and young, successful ordinary, domestic and foreign, industry outside the industry. How can it be because of a high school freshman's stage fright. However, he listened to Song Yu's words, and with a smile, his eyelids drooped slightly: "a little bit." Song Yu has forgotten the humiliation of A66, Lagrange and 135 degrees. He is kind-hearted and warm-hearted and comforts: "don't be nervous. I'll buy someone to join you. I'll drum up ten yuan and call out fifty yuan. I'll send you 100 yuan. I'll pay for the flowers. I'll take my friends with me. The more people, the higher the welfare." Ma Xiaoding listened behind and raised his hand to sign up: "brother Yu, do you have any extra rewards for acquaintances?" Song Yu said: "acquaintances have no extra reward, you are free labor." Ma Xiaoding was wronged and took back his hand. Xi Bowen laughed. Xie Sui hooked his lower lip. There was a lot of noise in the classroom for about half an hour. The teacher in charge of a class is late at last. The head teacher of the high class is an English teacher, female, surnamed Europe, looks very young, stepping on high-heeled shoes, and white sling skirts, it is a smell of high perfume. This female teacher, Song Yu is still a little impressed. "Gentle control" in Xie Sui high school has been accepting harassment and cold violence, she more or less accounted for half of the responsibility. Vanity and snobbery, in her heart, the family background of students ranked first, the results ranked second, no background and no grades, she will not give you a look. Mr. Ou stepped on the platform with high-heeled shoes, holding a list in his hand, and casually instructed two thin and small boys sitting in the front row. His voice was also warm: "you go and carry the student handbook." Two little boys stood up in a panic: "OK." Miss Ou raised her long hair and showed a smile to the students: "Hello everyone, I'm the head teacher of your high school for three years. My name is Ou, and my name is Ou Yilian. You can call me miss ou." Then, she first introduced a pile of her brilliant resume, what university she graduated from, how many years she had studied abroad, and how many outstanding students she had taught. Also deliberately holding the throat, can be said to be very hypnotic. Song Yu just wanted to feel sleepy when she spoke. She opened the window a little, and the night wind blowing in from Jingcheng was cool. He rubbed his eyes and hit Xie Sui with his arm: "you call me after she blows the cow. I'll sleep first." Xie Sui looked at him carefully: "the first class you sleep?" Song Yu murmured: "there is no need to listen to her nonsense." The first part of the evening self-study was spent in Ou Yilian's self indulgent speech. As soon as the bell rang, Miss Ou stopped her speech about how to thank her nth student for how to be successful and how to thank her many years later. She stood on the platform and cleared her throat and said, "in the first month, I won't queue up. You want to sit with who you want to sit with, the next month test results come out, I will arrange. Well, after class, let's have a rest. " She did a good thing. Let yourself choose the same table. In this class, Song Yu had a bad dream. The picture is strange, but cold and bloody. A nameless Island, lonely and gloomy like a cage, and then the endless blue sky and ocean. The man leaning on the yacht, his windbreaker flies like a white gull, the wet and salty wind blows his messy black hair on his forehead, and his deep peach blossom eyes are cold and affectionate. There seemed to be a rush to get out of the boat. The man had a snatch in his hand and looked careless. Then the glass broke and hit the heart. It's gunfire, sea breeze, shouting. Blood, wind, incredible eyes. The picture is fixed in the corner of a man's lips boring and disgusting smile. Turning around and jumping into the sea, the back is natural and neat. Song Yu suddenly woke up. After class one was noisy and lively. The girls were laughing and chatting, and the boys were playing games. Later, Ma Xiaoding volunteered to tell Xi Bowen the topic: "Oh, you still like reciting poems. I seem to have learned this poem, ten years of life and death two boundless, do not think, since unforgettable. The golden hat, mink fur, thousand riding roll Pinggang. Yes or no! " Xi Bowen: "what??? It doesn't seem to be a problem, but I don't think it's right. You recite it wrong Ma Xiaoding: "impossible! What rhymes People talk all over the body. Song Yu's confused eyes became clear. The wind blowing in from the window gave him a little sense of reality. Looking down at his hands, the heart of the circle is difficult to release the repression. What he had just dreamt of was Xie Sui. In the book, Xie Sui, who was finally imprisoned on a desert island, broke his pride He saw that there had already abandoned the article, so it was Xie Sui who shot and killed those three scum? Or, that's what he wanted."Xie Sui." Song Yu's throat is a little dry. Subconsciously, he turns his head and finds that Xie Sui is not in his seat. Ma Xiaoding heard him calling people and said, "brother Yu, Xie Sui has been called to the office." Song Yu nodded his head. Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed his temple. At this time, a figure suddenly covered, a group of people stood in front of him. "Hey, little brother, can I talk to you about something?" Talking is a tall and thin boy, black T-shirt, inch head, three rows of earrings. It's not easy to get along with at first sight. The finger knocks the table, evil smile, in the eye also is not to discuss the look at all. The classroom instantly quiet down, playing mobile phones, chatting, can not help but put their eyes on this side. Song Yu is a father to those gangsters with swords and sticks in Lianyun street. Can he be frightened by several high school students? But now he was a little tired of that dream, and he lifted his eyelids lazily: "say it." The tall and thin boy hums and laughs, "we leave elder brother to want to change a position with you, change not change." My brother? Song Yu wakes up and his eyes open. The tall and thin boy said with a smile: "do you understand Wang family? Jingcheng Wang family, I want to change places with you. " Song Yuzheng worried about the fire, but also happy smile. Turning his pen, his tone was light and disdainful: "Wang CI? Who? " The tall and thin boy stares at him in silence. A class of people are afraid of the atmosphere for a moment, quietly even the voice on the ground is clear. Song, look at the martyrs. Is this man really stupid or fake? That's Wang's family. Jingcheng TV station often shows up. "We don't know normal. Now let's get to know it." On the other side of the classroom against the wall, a slightly fat boy stood up and said with a smile. Single eyelid, eyes are very small, lips slightly thick, put on the general face of simple and honest appearance, in his body showed particularly greasy and evil. Wang CI stepped out of his seat and leaned over to Song Yu. His sight fell on him like a poisonous snake. "Give me face, little friend. I want to change places with you." Wang Ci was hit by a gun. Unfortunately, Song Yu had such a dream that he was so angry with the scum in "gentle control". You smile: "why give you face?" Hiss. Take a cool breath in the whole class. Song Yu also said in a light way: "with your big face?" The whole class: Fierce! Wang CI pulled the corners of his mouth. Now, he is a group of provocative people! Do you want to change it or not! but before he started, Ma Xiaoding stood up and hit the floor with a pop can, louder than he: "you can try to speak louder!" The class atmosphere, which had been quiet and oppressive, suddenly became tense. Black sympathy a Leng: "Ma Xiaoding?" Ma Xiaoding ignored him and stood beside Song Yu. He was ferocious: "my brother Yu said he would not change it! Don't have long ears. Shall I cut them off for you Ma Xiaoding in junior high school has been a thorn in the head, school bully level of people, many of his younger brother, fighting is also fierce. Black T-shirt was a little afraid of him, but he couldn't open his face. He said, "did I ask you?" Song Yu, who was asked, was amused and threw his pen on the desk: "don't change it. Get out." Three words. The tone is extremely arrogant. Black body T-shirt stupefied, also can't make a decision for a moment, the line of sight looks to Wang CI: "resigning elder brother." Wang Ci's small eyes only stare at Song Yu. After staring at Song Yu for a long time, he doesn't know what to think. At last, he shows an uncomfortable smile. He doesn't speak and sits back. The boss left, and the remaining three or four people did not stay. Black T-shirt also put down a cruel word: "provoked us to quit brother, you can't bear to go after!" Ma Xiaoding was angry: "come on! See who can't afford it. " Black sympathizes to grind a tooth, but dare not and his foot board, reincarnation murmurs in a low voice: "Meng's dog, really regard oneself as what thing." After the class atmosphere was frozen for a short time, someone's mobile phone rang in the classroom to break the calm. Everyone whispered and the Qi deficiency gradually eased. Ma Xiaoding really ate a fly as disgusting, "return to King's house, vomit, what thing." If brother Yu didn't want to go to school quietly and move out of the background, the frogs in the well would be scared to death. He looked at Song Yu nervously: "brother Yu, that fool just met you." In his mind, Yu Ge just can't touch it. He will break the porcelain doll that needs to be protected. Song Yu was too lazy to put the group of people at ease, "No." Ma Xiaoding was not angry and said: "look for an opportunity, I'm going to give Jiang Xiu a good beating." Jiang Xiu is the name of the black sympathy.After a while, the second night self-study began, teacher ou and Xie Sui came in from the outside together. Song Yu has been staring at Xie Sui from the classroom door to his side. His sight was so bright and dazzling that it was difficult for Xie suixiang not to pay attention. Xie Sui sat down on the seat, looked at his little deskmate, and said with a smile, "why, there is no problem again?" Song Yu takes back his sight. His mood is not very good. He says, "no, it's all right." Xie Sui: "it's also. After all, it's one point eight percent short of the future city." Song Yu said:
