Chapter 44
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Sleep on the table uncomfortable, Xie Sui took him to bed.
Sleeping song Yuyuan does not have the day's share of publicity, eyelashes like a fan hanging down, breathing is also light. When I was held up, I was half asleep and half awake. I still had a little reaction, and my arm struggled. But he was so sleepy that he vaguely realized that it was Xie Sui, so he didn't exert himself.
The breath hit him on the arm, hot and soft.
Good makes people itch.
Xie Sui leaned close to his ears, and his lips were almost close to the delicate skin. He asked in a low voice with a smile, "do you sleep here tonight, metaphorically?"
Song Yu was so confused that he felt someone talking in his ear and couldn't hear clearly.
After studying so hard for so long, he was full of exams and dreamy Not in the top 100 Kill you all... "
After hearing this, Xie Sui made a low laugh.
This kid is a real bully.
But the monthly examination is really too much.
After autumn, it's cool at night.
Xie Sui carried him into her bedroom.
The boy's head sank in the soft pillow, sleeping face clean and harmless, pure life.
Xie Sui bent over and bowed his head, but his black eyes were unfathomable. His evil thoughts were suppressed, and only a gentle smile floated on the surface.
Said softly.
"So trust me?"
However - he did not really do anything to Song Yu.
Xie Sui was cold and ascetic in his last life, but he didn't know anything. Living in the upper class of a city, I have seen countless erosion and drunkenness. I don't want to play. I'm crazy and cruel when I play.
Just those, not what he wanted to bring to Song Yu.
He was once madly and ardently pursued by a group of men. Those people look at him with naked possessiveness and paranoia, and the hot * * is about to flow out.
The way of pursuing is domineering and neurotic,
everyone is crazy for him, and the feeling is disgusting and boring.
He can take over the Xie family at a young age and become a new power holder. How can the means be clean? Just rely on his father's meager guilt, it is estimated that there are no bones left to eat in the Xie family. Youth clean and soft, smashed in the night.
So after that, even if I was persecuted by three men and trapped in an isolated island.
To Xie Suilai, it was like a farce that was not funny.
On the barren sea.
He shot and ended the joke with blood.
It's unfortunate to have three lunatics?
But this misfortune is mutual.
After all, in a sense, he's also a madman.
The symptoms are more serious than they are.
Outside the rain is still under, patter, blurred the moonlight light, quiet and beautiful, call him back from some gray memories.
The summer night in Jingcheng is still cool.
Under the dim light, Song Yu sleeps soundly. His facial features are delicate and soft, and his lips are pursed. It's hard to imagine that if he opens his eyes, he will be such a bright and handsome young man.
It's like the warm golden sunshine and the peppermint wind in midsummer.
Xie Sui's eyes were dark, and the gloomy and angry spirit in his heart broke up at a glance.
Cover him and turn off the lamp.
The room was in darkness.
In the continuous rain outside the window, he smiles, leans over and gently kisses the youth's forehead.
The voice is slightly hoarse.
"Good night, my peter pan."
It was a good sleep.
I don't know why, when it rains, his body is very nervous and tired, and everything is listless.
Sleep until dawn, fortunately it is Saturday, otherwise I will be late for class.
The bed was soft and had a very light, light fragrance, but not the jasmine flavor he was familiar with.
Before he came to school, grandma Meng put some homemade sachets to calm his nerves, jasmine fragrance, and he hung it by his bed. Over time, he got used to the smell.
…… Not my bedroom?
Song Yu got up and rubbed his eyes, but he was still awake.
The handle of the door was twisted, and someone had already pushed the door in.
Xie Sui was fresh, white T-shirt, black trousers, tone is very natural, "wake up and go out for breakfast."
Song Yu looks at him in a daze. His pupils are light and his eyes are red. He just wakes up.
I don't know the situation.
Xie Sui stopped for a few seconds, staring at him, and asked with a smile, "you're addicted to sleeping in my bed, won't you come down?"
Song Yu said:
We've got a clear picture.
He almost opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran into the toilet, his mind couldn't calm down.
It turned out that Xie Sui had prepared a set of toiletries for him.
Towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, cups, all.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face in a complicated mood, he sat down at the table and looked at the porridge and fried dough sticks in front of him. Song Yu held a spoon and hesitated for a long time, and directly asked, "so I wrote a math question yesterday and fell asleep? You sent me to bed? "Xie Sui light said: "no, you can be good after sleeping, sleepwalking on the bed."
Song Yu said:
Knowing that he asked a stupid question, he ignored the sarcasm in his voice.
After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, Song Yu asked again, "where did you sleep yesterday?"
"Sofa."
“…… How did you sleep? "
Xie Sui raised her eyes and laughed: "not so good, so how do you want to compensate me?"
Song Yu kept silent for a while, a little embarrassed, and then came up with a fair and just attention.
"Do you want to go to my place to sleep tonight, I'll give you my bed, and then I'll sleep on the sofa?"
Why is he so smart? Give yourself a compliment.
Xie Sui's dark eyes looked at him for a long time and said, "have a meal."
Song Yu occupied Xie Sui's bed yesterday and forced others to the sofa. He felt guilty and tried to struggle: "my bed is very soft and comfortable. I can allow you to sleep for one night. Really don't try it?"
Xie Sui chuckled: "I don't want to sleep in your bed."
I want to sleep with you. It's just that Song Yu didn't know these thoughts for a long time.
Song Yu said: Oh. "
The monthly exam is coming, and the weekend is also a good study.
In addition to the Chinese composition that Song Yu was not good at in his two life, he had a little confidence in his heart.
His study progress, the whole school is in a panic.
Ma Xiaoding built a small group of four.
It was named "King City No.1 middle school bully exchange group" - entrusted by the owner of the first class and supervised Song Yu.
Weekly and January exam.
On the weekend night, Ma Xiaoding was crazy.
I don't want to learn? ]
Song Yu was modest once.
[your husband Yu elder brother: OK]
but Xi Bowen asked questions,
[blog strong knowledge: is it OK? Brother Yu, my junior high school classmates are dying of anxiety. I wish I could add my total score to your score.
MA Xiaoding sneers.
[Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think Yuge must be in the top 100, I don't know what they are worried about (pinching the nose)]
[Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think some people in the forum have begun to call for the top 100 to hand in the first 100 papers and the first 200 to ask for sick leave It's easy to say. Although it won't win, it's the students' will after all. It's difficult to be affectionate.
The monthly examination was arranged according to the results of the high school entrance examination. Xie Sui was the first in the front class, and Song Yu went to the last class and the last one because he didn't get any grades.
Ma Xiaoding leaned against the seat table and sighed: "brother Yu, there is a big gap between you and the God of thanks. One is at the front and the other is at the end."
Song Yu bit the soybean milk straw, sat on his seat, raised his eyebrows and laughed: "what's big? Next time we'll have an examination room."
He bumped his hand against the chair at the same table.
"Yes, Xie Sui."
Xie Sui looked at him with a smile: "well, if you want me to hand in some blank papers, I will depend on you."
Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen kept laughing.
Song Yu angrily put the soybean milk on the table: "you write all for me! Who do you look down on? "
The bell rings after class.
Everyone began to walk to the examination room. Song Yu's classroom was in another building, and it was the most biased classroom on the top floor. As soon as I went in, what I saw first was that several school uniforms were smeared in a mess, and the bangs and thieves were not good enough. They sat next to each other, chewing betel nuts, hanging around.
Song Yu is still in the last place.
He sat in his seat and looked down at it. He found that the desk was full of transcripts. When he looked to the side, it was also on the wall. However, they were all left over from the last exam. He had nothing to do with his high school entrance examination and was not afraid of being caught.
But Song Yu was still in the way of his eyes. He wiped all the pencil marks on the desk with an eraser. When he really cleaned the table, the man in front of him came. He was a very thin boy. He was very short and extremely thin. He had thick square glasses and his schoolbag was heavy like a snail's shell.
His shoulders were shrugged and he was very cramped.
At first glance, it is the kind of boy who is silent and has no sense of existence in the class.
After wiping, Song Yu put the eraser aside and went to bed early.
But as soon as he was sleepy, the sound of the chair moving was harsh.
Someone came this way, but it didn't affect his sleep.
"Ah, little boy."
It's the kind of lousy, unfriendly tone.
However, the muddle talk is not to the Song Yu, but to the boy in front of the Song Yu.
"Wait for the exam and take care of my brother. It seems that you should get good grades. Between the students, help each otherIn the first monthly examination, the students who sit in the countdown are transferred students, not necessarily poor grades.
Glasses man a Leng, the face of red, embarrassed: "I'm also very poor, I, I dare not pass a note."
The gangster man took an inch and lifted his schoolbag directly and weighed it twice: "ouch, it's so heavy that you can't learn? Is it possible that it's full of shady things? "
The glasses boy was afraid and angry and wanted to rob, but he was held in his head and could not go further. The gangster stepped back, opened his schoolbag, and poured things directly onto the ground. The books fell all over the floor, followed by water cups, keys and stationery boxes.
His face was full of mockery, and he sneered at one side: "the good students are not the same as us."
When he finished, he stepped on the book casually.
The gangster man threw his schoolbag to the breathless eyeglass man, half threatening and half mocking: "how old are you still afraid of the exam? I ask you to pass a note to grind and haw. If I don't receive it, you don't want to take the next exam."
Glasses man angry whole body trembles, the tears revolve, "you, you, you are too much."
The gangster man was elated. He sat on the table and put his feet heavily on Song Yu's table. He was crazy: "I'm too much. Tell the teacher, and see who's in the end."
Song Yu, who was sleeping uneasily, was awakened by a loud noise in his ear.
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Sleep on the table uncomfortable, Xie Sui took him to bed.
Sleeping song Yuyuan does not have the day's share of publicity, eyelashes like a fan hanging down, breathing is also light. When I was held up, I was half asleep and half awake. I still had a little reaction, and my arm struggled. But he was so sleepy that he vaguely realized that it was Xie Sui, so he didn't exert himself.
The breath hit him on the arm, hot and soft.
Good makes people itch.
Xie Sui leaned close to his ears, and his lips were almost close to the delicate skin. He asked in a low voice with a smile, "do you sleep here tonight, metaphorically?"
Song Yu was so confused that he felt someone talking in his ear and couldn't hear clearly.
After studying so hard for so long, he was full of exams and dreamy Not in the top 100 Kill you all... "
After hearing this, Xie Sui made a low laugh.
This kid is a real bully.
But the monthly examination is really too much.
After autumn, it's cool at night.
Xie Sui carried him into her bedroom.
The boy's head sank in the soft pillow, sleeping face clean and harmless, pure life.
Xie Sui bent over and bowed his head, but his black eyes were unfathomable. His evil thoughts were suppressed, and only a gentle smile floated on the surface.
Said softly.
"So trust me?"
However - he did not really do anything to Song Yu.
Xie Sui was cold and ascetic in his last life, but he didn't know anything. Living in the upper class of a city, I have seen countless erosion and drunkenness. I don't want to play. I'm crazy and cruel when I play.
Just those, not what he wanted to bring to Song Yu.
He was once madly and ardently pursued by a group of men. Those people look at him with naked possessiveness and paranoia, and the hot * * is about to flow out.
The way of pursuing is domineering and neurotic,
everyone is crazy for him, and the feeling is disgusting and boring.
He can take over the Xie family at a young age and become a new power holder. How can the means be clean? Just rely on his father's meager guilt, it is estimated that there are no bones left to eat in the Xie family. Youth clean and soft, smashed in the night.
So after that, even if I was persecuted by three men and trapped in an isolated island.
To Xie Suilai, it was like a farce that was not funny.
On the barren sea.
He shot and ended the joke with blood.
It's unfortunate to have three lunatics?
But this misfortune is mutual.
After all, in a sense, he's also a madman.
The symptoms are more serious than they are.
Outside the rain is still under, patter, blurred the moonlight light, quiet and beautiful, call him back from some gray memories.
The summer night in Jingcheng is still cool.
Under the dim light, Song Yu sleeps soundly. His facial features are delicate and soft, and his lips are pursed. It's hard to imagine that if he opens his eyes, he will be such a bright and handsome young man.
It's like the warm golden sunshine and the peppermint wind in midsummer.
Xie Sui's eyes were dark, and the gloomy and angry spirit in his heart broke up at a glance.
Cover him and turn off the lamp.
The room was in darkness.
In the continuous rain outside the window, he smiles, leans over and gently kisses the youth's forehead.
The voice is slightly hoarse.
"Good night, my peter pan."
It was a good sleep.
I don't know why, when it rains, his body is very nervous and tired, and everything is listless.
Sleep until dawn, fortunately it is Saturday, otherwise I will be late for class.
The bed was soft and had a very light, light fragrance, but not the jasmine flavor he was familiar with.
Before he came to school, grandma Meng put some homemade sachets to calm his nerves, jasmine fragrance, and he hung it by his bed. Over time, he got used to the smell.
…… Not my bedroom?
Song Yu got up and rubbed his eyes, but he was still awake.
The handle of the door was twisted, and someone had already pushed the door in.
Xie Sui was fresh, white T-shirt, black trousers, tone is very natural, "wake up and go out for breakfast."
Song Yu looks at him in a daze. His pupils are light and his eyes are red. He just wakes up.
I don't know the situation.
Xie Sui stopped for a few seconds, staring at him, and asked with a smile, "you're addicted to sleeping in my bed, won't you come down?"
Song Yu said:
We've got a clear picture.
He almost opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran into the toilet, his mind couldn't calm down.
It turned out that Xie Sui had prepared a set of toiletries for him.
Towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, cups, all.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face in a complicated mood, he sat down at the table and looked at the porridge and fried dough sticks in front of him. Song Yu held a spoon and hesitated for a long time, and directly asked, "so I wrote a math question yesterday and fell asleep? You sent me to bed? "Xie Sui light said: "no, you can be good after sleeping, sleepwalking on the bed."
Song Yu said:
Knowing that he asked a stupid question, he ignored the sarcasm in his voice.
After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, Song Yu asked again, "where did you sleep yesterday?"
"Sofa."
“…… How did you sleep? "
Xie Sui raised her eyes and laughed: "not so good, so how do you want to compensate me?"
Song Yu kept silent for a while, a little embarrassed, and then came up with a fair and just attention.
"Do you want to go to my place to sleep tonight, I'll give you my bed, and then I'll sleep on the sofa?"
Why is he so smart? Give yourself a compliment.
Xie Sui's dark eyes looked at him for a long time and said, "have a meal."
Song Yu occupied Xie Sui's bed yesterday and forced others to the sofa. He felt guilty and tried to struggle: "my bed is very soft and comfortable. I can allow you to sleep for one night. Really don't try it?"
Xie Sui chuckled: "I don't want to sleep in your bed."
I want to sleep with you. It's just that Song Yu didn't know these thoughts for a long time.
Song Yu said: Oh. "
The monthly exam is coming, and the weekend is also a good study.
In addition to the Chinese composition that Song Yu was not good at in his two life, he had a little confidence in his heart.
His study progress, the whole school is in a panic.
Ma Xiaoding built a small group of four.
It was named "King City No.1 middle school bully exchange group" - entrusted by the owner of the first class and supervised Song Yu.
Weekly and January exam.
On the weekend night, Ma Xiaoding was crazy.
I don't want to learn? ]
Song Yu was modest once.
[your husband Yu elder brother: OK]
but Xi Bowen asked questions,
[blog strong knowledge: is it OK? Brother Yu, my junior high school classmates are dying of anxiety. I wish I could add my total score to your score.
MA Xiaoding sneers.
[Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think Yuge must be in the top 100, I don't know what they are worried about (pinching the nose)]
[Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think some people in the forum have begun to call for the top 100 to hand in the first 100 papers and the first 200 to ask for sick leave It's easy to say. Although it won't win, it's the students' will after all. It's difficult to be affectionate.
The monthly examination was arranged according to the results of the high school entrance examination. Xie Sui was the first in the front class, and Song Yu went to the last class and the last one because he didn't get any grades.
Ma Xiaoding leaned against the seat table and sighed: "brother Yu, there is a big gap between you and the God of thanks. One is at the front and the other is at the end."
Song Yu bit the soybean milk straw, sat on his seat, raised his eyebrows and laughed: "what's big? Next time we'll have an examination room."
He bumped his hand against the chair at the same table.
"Yes, Xie Sui."
Xie Sui looked at him with a smile: "well, if you want me to hand in some blank papers, I will depend on you."
Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen kept laughing.
Song Yu angrily put the soybean milk on the table: "you write all for me! Who do you look down on? "
The bell rings after class.
Everyone began to walk to the examination room. Song Yu's classroom was in another building, and it was the most biased classroom on the top floor. As soon as I went in, what I saw first was that several school uniforms were smeared in a mess, and the bangs and thieves were not good enough. They sat next to each other, chewing betel nuts, hanging around.
Song Yu is still in the last place.
He sat in his seat and looked down at it. He found that the desk was full of transcripts. When he looked to the side, it was also on the wall. However, they were all left over from the last exam. He had nothing to do with his high school entrance examination and was not afraid of being caught.
But Song Yu was still in the way of his eyes. He wiped all the pencil marks on the desk with an eraser. When he really cleaned the table, the man in front of him came. He was a very thin boy. He was very short and extremely thin. He had thick square glasses and his schoolbag was heavy like a snail's shell.
His shoulders were shrugged and he was very cramped.
At first glance, it is the kind of boy who is silent and has no sense of existence in the class.
After wiping, Song Yu put the eraser aside and went to bed early.
But as soon as he was sleepy, the sound of the chair moving was harsh.
Someone came this way, but it didn't affect his sleep.
"Ah, little boy."
It's the kind of lousy, unfriendly tone.
However, the muddle talk is not to the Song Yu, but to the boy in front of the Song Yu.
"Wait for the exam and take care of my brother. It seems that you should get good grades. Between the students, help each otherIn the first monthly examination, the students who sit in the countdown are transferred students, not necessarily poor grades.
Glasses man a Leng, the face of red, embarrassed: "I'm also very poor, I, I dare not pass a note."
The gangster man took an inch and lifted his schoolbag directly and weighed it twice: "ouch, it's so heavy that you can't learn? Is it possible that it's full of shady things? "
The glasses boy was afraid and angry and wanted to rob, but he was held in his head and could not go further. The gangster stepped back, opened his schoolbag, and poured things directly onto the ground. The books fell all over the floor, followed by water cups, keys and stationery boxes.
His face was full of mockery, and he sneered at one side: "the good students are not the same as us."
When he finished, he stepped on the book casually.
The gangster man threw his schoolbag to the breathless eyeglass man, half threatening and half mocking: "how old are you still afraid of the exam? I ask you to pass a note to grind and haw. If I don't receive it, you don't want to take the next exam."
Glasses man angry whole body trembles, the tears revolve, "you, you, you are too much."
The gangster man was elated. He sat on the table and put his feet heavily on Song Yu's table. He was crazy: "I'm too much. Tell the teacher, and see who's in the end."
Song Yu, who was sleeping uneasily, was awakened by a loud noise in his ear.
Sleep on the table uncomfortable, Xie Sui took him to bed. Sleeping song Yuyuan does not have the day's share of publicity, eyelashes like a fan hanging down, breathing is also light. When I was held up, I was half asleep and half awake. I still had a little reaction, and my arm struggled. But he was so sleepy that he vaguely realized that it was Xie Sui, so he didn't exert himself. The breath hit him on the arm, hot and soft. Good makes people itch. Xie Sui leaned close to his ears, and his lips were almost close to the delicate skin. He asked in a low voice with a smile, "do you sleep here tonight, metaphorically?" Song Yu was so confused that he felt someone talking in his ear and couldn't hear clearly. After studying so hard for so long, he was full of exams and dreamy Not in the top 100 Kill you all... " After hearing this, Xie Sui made a low laugh. This kid is a real bully. But the monthly examination is really too much. After autumn, it's cool at night. Xie Sui carried him into her bedroom. The boy's head sank in the soft pillow, sleeping face clean and harmless, pure life. Xie Sui bent over and bowed his head, but his black eyes were unfathomable. His evil thoughts were suppressed, and only a gentle smile floated on the surface. Said softly. "So trust me?" However - he did not really do anything to Song Yu. Xie Sui was cold and ascetic in his last life, but he didn't know anything. Living in the upper class of a city, I have seen countless erosion and drunkenness. I don't want to play. I'm crazy and cruel when I play. Just those, not what he wanted to bring to Song Yu. He was once madly and ardently pursued by a group of men. Those people look at him with naked possessiveness and paranoia, and the hot * * is about to flow out. The way of pursuing is domineering and neurotic, everyone is crazy for him, and the feeling is disgusting and boring. He can take over the Xie family at a young age and become a new power holder. How can the means be clean? Just rely on his father's meager guilt, it is estimated that there are no bones left to eat in the Xie family. Youth clean and soft, smashed in the night. So after that, even if I was persecuted by three men and trapped in an isolated island. To Xie Suilai, it was like a farce that was not funny. On the barren sea. He shot and ended the joke with blood. It's unfortunate to have three lunatics? But this misfortune is mutual. After all, in a sense, he's also a madman. The symptoms are more serious than they are. Outside the rain is still under, patter, blurred the moonlight light, quiet and beautiful, call him back from some gray memories. The summer night in Jingcheng is still cool. Under the dim light, Song Yu sleeps soundly. His facial features are delicate and soft, and his lips are pursed. It's hard to imagine that if he opens his eyes, he will be such a bright and handsome young man. It's like the warm golden sunshine and the peppermint wind in midsummer. Xie Sui's eyes were dark, and the gloomy and angry spirit in his heart broke up at a glance. Cover him and turn off the lamp. The room was in darkness. In the continuous rain outside the window, he smiles, leans over and gently kisses the youth's forehead. The voice is slightly hoarse. "Good night, my peter pan." It was a good sleep. I don't know why, when it rains, his body is very nervous and tired, and everything is listless. Sleep until dawn, fortunately it is Saturday, otherwise I will be late for class. The bed was soft and had a very light, light fragrance, but not the jasmine flavor he was familiar with. Before he came to school, grandma Meng put some homemade sachets to calm his nerves, jasmine fragrance, and he hung it by his bed. Over time, he got used to the smell. Not my bedroom? Song Yu got up and rubbed his eyes, but he was still awake. The handle of the door was twisted, and someone had already pushed the door in. Xie Sui was fresh, white T-shirt, black trousers, tone is very natural, "wake up and go out for breakfast." Song Yu looks at him in a daze. His pupils are light and his eyes are red. He just wakes up. I don't know the situation. Xie Sui stopped for a few seconds, staring at him, and asked with a smile, "you're addicted to sleeping in my bed, won't you come down?" Song Yu said: We've got a clear picture. He almost opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran into the toilet, his mind couldn't calm down. It turned out that Xie Sui had prepared a set of toiletries for him. Towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, cups, all. After brushing his teeth and washing his face in a complicated mood, he sat down at the table and looked at the porridge and fried dough sticks in front of him. Song Yu held a spoon and hesitated for a long time, and directly asked, "so I wrote a math question yesterday and fell asleep? You sent me to bed? "Xie Sui light said: "no, you can be good after sleeping, sleepwalking on the bed." Song Yu said: Knowing that he asked a stupid question, he ignored the sarcasm in his voice. After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, Song Yu asked again, "where did you sleep yesterday?" "Sofa." How did you sleep? " Xie Sui raised her eyes and laughed: "not so good, so how do you want to compensate me?" Song Yu kept silent for a while, a little embarrassed, and then came up with a fair and just attention. "Do you want to go to my place to sleep tonight, I'll give you my bed, and then I'll sleep on the sofa?" Why is he so smart? Give yourself a compliment. Xie Sui's dark eyes looked at him for a long time and said, "have a meal." Song Yu occupied Xie Sui's bed yesterday and forced others to the sofa. He felt guilty and tried to struggle: "my bed is very soft and comfortable. I can allow you to sleep for one night. Really don't try it?" Xie Sui chuckled: "I don't want to sleep in your bed." I want to sleep with you. It's just that Song Yu didn't know these thoughts for a long time. Song Yu said: Oh. " The monthly exam is coming, and the weekend is also a good study. In addition to the Chinese composition that Song Yu was not good at in his two life, he had a little confidence in his heart. His study progress, the whole school is in a panic. Ma Xiaoding built a small group of four. It was named "King City No.1 middle school bully exchange group" - entrusted by the owner of the first class and supervised Song Yu. Weekly and January exam. On the weekend night, Ma Xiaoding was crazy. I don't want to learn? Song Yu was modest once. your husband Yu elder brother: OK but Xi Bowen asked questions, blog strong knowledge: is it OK? Brother Yu, my junior high school classmates are dying of anxiety. I wish I could add my total score to your score. MA Xiaoding sneers. Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think Yuge must be in the top 100, I don't know what they are worried about pinching the nose Zhenzi does not forget the well Digger: I think some people in the forum have begun to call for the top 100 to hand in the first 100 papers and the first 200 to ask for sick leave It's easy to say. Although it won't win, it's the students' will after all. It's difficult to be affectionate. The monthly examination was arranged according to the results of the high school entrance examination. Xie Sui was the first in the front class, and Song Yu went to the last class and the last one because he didn't get any grades. Ma Xiaoding leaned against the seat table and sighed: "brother Yu, there is a big gap between you and the God of thanks. One is at the front and the other is at the end." Song Yu bit the soybean milk straw, sat on his seat, raised his eyebrows and laughed: "what's big? Next time we'll have an examination room." He bumped his hand against the chair at the same table. "Yes, Xie Sui." Xie Sui looked at him with a smile: "well, if you want me to hand in some blank papers, I will depend on you." Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen kept laughing. Song Yu angrily put the soybean milk on the table: "you write all for me! Who do you look down on? " The bell rings after class. Everyone began to walk to the examination room. Song Yu's classroom was in another building, and it was the most biased classroom on the top floor. As soon as I went in, what I saw first was that several school uniforms were smeared in a mess, and the bangs and thieves were not good enough. They sat next to each other, chewing betel nuts, hanging around. Song Yu is still in the last place. He sat in his seat and looked down at it. He found that the desk was full of transcripts. When he looked to the side, it was also on the wall. However, they were all left over from the last exam. He had nothing to do with his high school entrance examination and was not afraid of being caught. But Song Yu was still in the way of his eyes. He wiped all the pencil marks on the desk with an eraser. When he really cleaned the table, the man in front of him came. He was a very thin boy. He was very short and extremely thin. He had thick square glasses and his schoolbag was heavy like a snail's shell. His shoulders were shrugged and he was very cramped. At first glance, it is the kind of boy who is silent and has no sense of existence in the class. After wiping, Song Yu put the eraser aside and went to bed early. But as soon as he was sleepy, the sound of the chair moving was harsh. Someone came this way, but it didn't affect his sleep. "Ah, little boy." It's the kind of lousy, unfriendly tone. However, the muddle talk is not to the Song Yu, but to the boy in front of the Song Yu. "Wait for the exam and take care of my brother. It seems that you should get good grades. Between the students, help each otherIn the first monthly examination, the students who sit in the countdown are transferred students, not necessarily poor grades. Glasses man a Leng, the face of red, embarrassed: "I'm also very poor, I, I dare not pass a note." The gangster man took an inch and lifted his schoolbag directly and weighed it twice: "ouch, it's so heavy that you can't learn? Is it possible that it's full of shady things? " The glasses boy was afraid and angry and wanted to rob, but he was held in his head and could not go further. The gangster stepped back, opened his schoolbag, and poured things directly onto the ground. The books fell all over the floor, followed by water cups, keys and stationery boxes. His face was full of mockery, and he sneered at one side: "the good students are not the same as us." When he finished, he stepped on the book casually. The gangster man threw his schoolbag to the breathless eyeglass man, half threatening and half mocking: "how old are you still afraid of the exam? I ask you to pass a note to grind and haw. If I don't receive it, you don't want to take the next exam." Glasses man angry whole body trembles, the tears revolve, "you, you, you are too much." The gangster man was elated. He sat on the table and put his feet heavily on Song Yu's table. He was crazy: "I'm too much. Tell the teacher, and see who's in the end." Song Yu, who was sleeping uneasily, was awakened by a loud noise in his ear.
