45. Busy school bully

Song Yu slept a little late yesterday, and now he is woken up, in a very bad mood.

So when I opened my eyes, it was cold and irritable.

He looked at the person who awakened him like a knife.

The bastard also noticed, tilting his head to look at Song Yu, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing that Song Yu was dressed in school uniforms and looked delicate and thin again, he suddenly grinned at the corner of his mouth, put his legs down, stood up and said maliciously: "Hey, transfer student, talk to you about something."

Song Yu rubbed his eyebrows with his hands, his expression gloomy.

The classmate in front of him, whose eyes were as red as a rabbit, sucked his nose and kept crying, and was squatting down to pick up books.

In the last classroom, most of them are unlearned teenagers, who can't afford to pretend they can't see it.

The gangsters jumped over the wall all year round and skipped classes and surfed the Internet. They were obsessed with games and didn't hear things outside the window. Naturally, they didn't know that a new school bully had arrived at Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School and they didn't know Song Yu. Only if he is a bully. After passing by, he pressed his hand on Song Yu's desk and snorted twice: "After the exam, take care of my brother, I will pass one question as you write it, or we can just change the paper. I think you are too long. It's not like a silly, you should understand what I mean."

Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his head slightly, his eyes mocked, his voice was cold: "But I think you look like a silly."

The gangster was taken aback, his face suddenly sank, and he was angry, and he reached out to grab Song Yu's collar: "I don't think you need to take the exam to toast or fine wine."

Song Yu grabbed his wrist and yanked forward, then kicked him to his knees, kicking him to the ground.

The bully's eyes widened and he couldn't move.

Song Yu pressed his head expressionlessly, and pointed the other finger at the books and stationery on the ground, with a cold voice: "Pick it up and wipe it clean. I will screw your head off."

His actions are too domineering and handsome. Let the group of people in the classroom who dared not speak.

The sunlight fell through the glass on the light-colored hair of the teenager, and the whole person was transparent and clean, with a grandeur.

Someone in the classroom recognized him: "Brother Yu!"

Suddenly there were more whispers.

"Is that Brother Yu?"

"...Damn, real people are so handsome?"

The little boy who was crying so much was stunned. After the thick glasses, he looked at Song Yu with jealousy like a rabbit.

The bastard knelt on the ground and felt his knees fall apart, knowing that he had gotten a thorn, and his prestige was gone, and he was so scared. With trembling hands, he picked up the book on the floor, wiped it off his clothes, and returned it to others.

He is like a bereaved dog, limping and sitting down on the table dingy.

The people in the classroom sucked in air-conditioning, and sighed that Yu Ge was terrified.

Holding the stationery box in his hand, the little boy timidly said, "Thank you."

Song Yu's sleepiness was almost dissipated, and he rubbed his eyes, without the hostility, and said, "No, it is the school tyrant's responsibility to punish the evil and promote the good."

When the bastard returned, he was so angry that he creaked his chair and kept restless.

Song Yu raised his eyes, his eyes felt like a knife.

It was quiet over there all of a sudden.

Turning his head, Song Yu slowly added: "There is still discipline."

The whole class: "..."

Your school bully is really busy.

The class bell rang, and the invigilator walked in. The first exam was Chinese. Regarding the last examination room, the invigilator knew everything in his heart. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes. As long as they were not out of line, they would fly randomly.

It's just different today.

If they can sit in a classroom, they are basically half-hearted, and there is the great Buddha Song Yu here, so they dare not cheat.

The invigilator sits on the podium and plays with his mobile phone. Halfway through the game, he looks up. With nearly half of the students in the class, his eyes are facing each other, with big eyes to small eyes.

Suddenly the air was a little quiet.

Students: "..." At a loss, I don't know what to do.

Teacher: "..." Wrong, do they have any opinions when I play on the phone.

The teacher coughed, took the phone, and started to walk around with a pretense. She went back and forth, her eyes were attracted by Song Yu in the last row. After all, in the entire classroom, this handsome teenager who answered the questions quietly was very different. She stood next to Song Yu, glanced at his reading comprehension and silent writing of ancient poems and essays. She was quite satisfactory and got all the points she deserved.

The teacher smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

This action fell in the eyes of everyone in the class and became a signal.

They silently had a guess in their hearts—My day, Brother Yu turned out to be really a tyrant?

Chinese essays have probably been particularly annoying for Song Yu in both his life. The moment he handed in the paper, he felt refreshed.

Go back to the apartment with Xie Sui at noon.

Song Yu said: "I think I should be able to make it to the top 100 this time, if the composition doesn't make a difference."

Xie Sui smiled: "Awesome."

Song Yu was excited: "Let me check the multiple-choice question with you, is it aaad?"

Xie Sui glanced at him: "Throw it away after the exam, and prepare for the next one."

Song Yu faintly had a bad premonition, and his eyes widened: "Sun! I won't choose all of them wrong!"

Xie Sui smiled calmly, "It's okay, it's only 12 points."

Song Yu stood there, his expression was broken, and his mood suddenly became very disappointed. After working hard for so long, the first language test failed. In an instant, the whole figure looked like a frustrated ball, and went down.

Xie Sui: "Is this sad?"

Song Yushan didn't speak.

Xie Sui smiled and said: "I scared you, it's aaad, one is not bad."

"Really?" Song Yu raised his head suddenly, his light brown eyes burst into ecstasy, and he reacted, especially angry: "What are you scaring me to do? Is this grade a joke?!"

Xie Sui smiled and looked at him: "Do you have a long memory?"

Song Yu: "What?"

Xie Sui: "Don't check the answers with others after the exam."

Song Yu: "..."

indeed. After finishing the answer, the feeling of sudden loss and sadness was really uncomfortable.

Song Yu didn't find Xie Sui's answer in the next few courses.

The monthly exam was fairly smooth.

Xie Sui helped him circle the key points and focus on a few knowledge points. Mathematical physics is actually not difficult.

Even the final question was a similar question he had done.

The answer has not changed, a is equal to 5.

The last subject of the exam is English.

At the moment when the test papers were handed in, Song Yu felt that everyone was a new student.

Although the results have not yet come out, this month's exam appointment is finally over, and he is so confident that he will have a good result.

No. 1 Middle School's scoring speed is notoriously fast, and the results will come out the day after tomorrow.

Self-study at the end of the exam.

Song Yu began tossing the coin. It was a psychological sustenance. The positive is good, the negative is bad. If it is thrown to the negative, it means the coin has a problem and needs to be changed.

After Ma Xiaoding finished the English test, his soul was gone, and he rolled his eyes: "The English composition is also Li Hua. This Li Hua goes shopping and eating activities with his male classmates every day. Is he gay?"

Xi Bowen laughed beside him: "This time the composition is okay to write."

Ma Xiaoding asked Song Yu: "Brother Yu, how is your English?"

Song Yu tossed another coin, heads up, with good luck. He smiled at the corner of his lips, and said slowly, "Is it a matter of exams? One-third of the day is doomed. Seven points depend on hard work. The remaining 140 points depends on the teacher's mood."

Ma Xiaoding: "..."

Bowen Xi asked Song Yu with his eyes bright: "Brother Yu! I heard that you also taught a bad boy in the exam? Maintained the discipline of the examination room? There is a post in the forum that has blown you to the sky. You are just and handsome. You are not The school bully is the husband of the nation."

Song Yu closed his hand and smiled brightly: "Really? I'll go back and have a look."

After he returned, he first called his family. After the exam, people are full of confidence.

Dialed his dad's private number.

Song Yu is straightforward.

"Dad, congratulations in advance to my top 100 in grade. Do you have any rewards?"

Mr. Song, who is well-managed, said in surprise on the phone, "Are the results coming out?"

Song Yu spoke briskly: "Not yet, congratulations in advance. It doesn't matter if you can't get out."

President Song: "..."

The follow-up was another round of scolding from Mr. Song.

Song Yu's ears were blasted through the phone and it hurt.

Soon, Mr. Song disappeared.

In fact, he made an appointment for this month's exam, just to find something for Song Yu to do so that he could stay in school peacefully.

Mr. Song asked about his concerns: "It has been three months since you were discharged from the hospital. How do you feel?"

"It feels pretty good." Song Yu hasn't been a little bit strange for three months. He can eat and beat the bar. He is still a little curious about the disease of the original owner: "Dad, how did I get this disease."

Mr. Song said bitterly: "Blame your third uncle. He bought an island and groaned around, but he dragged you to play. As a result, you almost drowned while playing on the beach on that island. You were in a coma for more than half a month. When you woke up, your body That's not good."

Song Yu was taken aback.

President Song paused and then sighed: "I also blame you, you have to go out in the rainstorm, and you can't stop it. Forget it...the last time you were discharged from the hospital, Dr. Xu said that your condition has stabilized. Don't worry too much about this disease. , It's not a terminal illness."

A bit of sourness suddenly appeared in Song Yu's heart, and he sighed.

It's terminally ill, dad, it will be gg in 5 years

For a long while.

Mr. Song said awkwardly: "You didn't want anything since you were young. When you are so old, you still clamor for rewards. You are not naive."

The conversation turned around but it was: "Say, what do you want?"

For this father and son.

It really doesn't matter if the results are not available.

Song Yu's depressed mood instantly recovered. After thinking about it, he laughed and his eyes were clear: "Dad, you can ask someone to buy me a watch. I want to give it away."

President Song: "???"

A reward is a gift to someone.

Song always sour: "The friend you told you about?"

Song Yu hooked his lips: "Yes."

After talking with his dad, Song Yu held the phone and lost his mind. In fact, when he came to this world, his previous memories were very vague, especially before he was six years old.

But the vague memories of more than ten years did not make him feel any discomfort, nor did his family suspicious of him.

"Is this an automatic repair function of the system?"

Song Yu frowned. Shaking his head, leave this thing behind.

He sat in front of the computer and opened the school forum. I wanted to see how Xi Bowen praised him for the post, but when I went in, I felt dull. As expected, praise him for being handsome and domineering and praise him for his kindness and justice, a rainbow fart, and the objective analysis of several boys, turning black into fans.

233l: Oh, I still remember that on the day of school I yelled that Brother Lu Yu climbed the wall to thank God. Oh, I was wrong. I'm sorry, Brother Yu. You are so handsome and thank you for being so good. You are a match made in heaven.

234l: That's great, I just want to see handsome guys fall in love qwq

235l: The sisters upstairs restrained! Go to the special building, go to the special building!

236l: [Pull nose][Pull nose] Don't you worry about Yu Ge's monthly exam results?

237l: Weak and weak, I think Brother Yu should be able to enter the top 100. During the exam, the teacher looked at his paper and laughed. Don't let us down tut, brother Yu knelt down for you

He is probably the only school bully who has broken the hearts of others in the monthly exam.

Song Yu pointed out, not knowing how many times he saw that special building.

Now it has been topped on the homepage.

Holding the mouse and thinking for a while, Song Yu still clicked in.

[The future is like the sea, but it's easy and peaceful]

The mouse turns all the way down. All kinds of punch cards, all kinds of sugar picks, from their names, appearances, birthdays, and nothing but a romantic declaration. Forcibly set up in heaven.

Song Yu felt that after watching for a long time, they would be brainwashed by them, so he clicked directly to the last page. What catches the eye is a line of propaganda on the screen.

[Sisters, hee hee hee hee hee, I wrote a novel, I just use this vest, just click to see the master of the layer to gain happiness, secret sugar candies, don't reveal it! Don't reveal it! I'm afraid to disturb their lives qwq]

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha desire to survive]

[rest assured! ! Enclosure is cute! ! ]

[Writing is afraid of disturbing their lives. It is pronounced as afraid that Yu will blow up my dog's head]

Song Yu: "..."

Ghost messenger, he clicked and only looked at the master.

[I'm starting! ! Made up! Made up! ]

[thanks for your support! ! ]

[Copywriting:

Everyone in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School knows that their school grass is Xie Sui, cold and lazy, and unattainable. Rejecting countless suitors, the cold and abstinence is like the flower of kaolin, as if he will never be moved in this life.

Later, a new boy transferred to school, with a handsome appearance, a perverted personality, and an awkward attitude. At the beginning of school, he overcame the former school boss and became the national husband.

The two people became the same table.

There is no room for two tigers.

Everyone thinks that they are either silent and strangers, or they are competing against each other.

Until one day, they saw that the cold school grass pressed his little deskmate against the wall and kissed him.

The whole school is stupid. ]

[I pass ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha]

[Press on the wall kiss? ? ? ? ! ! ! ]

[Full score for copywriting, full score for copywriting]

[Madam, come on! ]

Song Yu: "..."

The party who was pressed against the wall.

He landed his account.

Hahahaha in the crowd.

One comment is very compelling.

2515l: Your husband Yu brother:. . . . . .

Pause for a moment.

[? ? ? ? ]

[Am I blind? Which sister dug out her eyeballs to lend me use]

[I am every day! ! ! ! ! ! It's really Brother Yu! ! It's Brother Yu! ! ]

[...]

[Sister, you are finished, ah no, you are on fire! ]