33. Hey

Song Yu was a little confused by him, reward?

Yes, I realized from the summer vacation that now, it seems that he has always been harassing Xie Sui with questions, and he hasn't given a point in return.

This will not work.

Brother Yu was never someone who took it for nothing.

Song Yu leaned in and asked enthusiastically, "Then what do you want?"

When he got closer, he could see Song Yu's eyelashes clearly, and he could feel the heat of his breathing.

Xie Sui smiled suddenly and blinked at him like a hint that seemed to be tacit.

Song Yu was stunned, and rarely saw such youthful movements from Xie Sui, fresh and bright, like Lin Wu Chenfeng.

Xie Sui took out a piece of paper from the drawer and another pen. There was noisy reading around. He wrote a line to Song Yu.

[Tell me what was annoying just now? ]

Xie Sui's handwriting is very beautiful, clear and elegant, but his pen is very deep.

Song Yu glanced at him puzzledly, so the reward he wanted was the answer to this question?

what does it mean.

But many things do not resort to the mouth, but it is reassuring to write them out. Holding the pen, Song Yu thought for a while and wrote a reply.

[I don't like our class teacher very much. ]

Seeing the answer, Xie Sui gave a pause with the pen in his hand and laughed.

With Song Yu's life experience, it is not difficult to change a teacher in Jingcheng. Is O Yilian worth his trouble?

He wrote.

[and so? ]

Song Yu thought "so I have to think of a way to get her away", but in Xie Sui's mind, he was already a idiot who could only fight. He had to save his image.

[So I have to study hard and slap her in the face. ]

It's just that when his note was halfway through, it was cut off by the Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher came to supervise the morning reading, and Xie Suimen was top-notch. Most of the average grades in a class depend on him. Naturally, each teacher's heart is the focus of attention.

When I entered the classroom, I saw Song Yu passing a note to harass Xie Sui. The Chinese teacher frowned and walked slowly over, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Reading early, reading early, not reading aloud is what an early reading is, let me see what to pass on."

As soon as the teacher entered the door, the whole class became quiet, put down the textbooks, and looked here.

"No, nothing."

There were bad things about the class teacher above, how could Song Yu let him see it, his expression changed, and he pulled it subconsciously, but the paper was torn and it was torn in half.

The Chinese teacher took the last half and said: "So I have to study hard and slap her in the face?"

The whole class burst into laughter.

Song Yu: "..."

The Chinese teacher was taken aback, but he didn't expect Song Yu to have this consciousness, "Who are you going to hit in the face?"

Song Yu's expression was slightly stiff.

Xie Sui next to him had already helped him out, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "Slap me in the face."

The Chinese teacher stared slightly, definitely not believing, this "she" is not "him", but the affairs between students, as long as you click, this age will have to save face.

He didn't force Song Yu to hand over the rest, frowning, saying, "Don't pass the note when you read in the morning. If you stay together at the same table all day long, there is nothing left to say."

The rest of the class laughed uncomfortably.

Song Yu: "..."

After the teacher left, Ma Xiaoding kept smiling, and then asked Song Yu from behind: "Brother Yu, this is still a few weeks away from the monthly exam. Have you started declaring war on Xie Shen?"

Song Yu didn't stare at him angrily: "Yes!"

Xi Bowen used the pen as a microphone and approached Xie Sui: "Thank you for asking, what do you think about the provocation from Xueba from a city."

Xie Sui hooked his lips: "It's a great honor."

Ma Xiaoding applauded: "My brother Yu is a Niubi, the school tyrant and the school tyrant hold both hands, and the Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School has two dads.

Song Yu's real learning scum is a false learning tyrant, and became angry: "Shut up."

The monthly test is a relatively important thing for Song Yu in high school, and he needs to give an explanation to Song's father and mother in City A. If he takes another three hundred and five exams, I'm afraid it's not because his parents think that he has no knowledge or know what to do in Jingcheng, so he might as well go back and feel relieved under his nose.

When the morning reading was over and when he received his homework, Song Yu realized that he had forgotten to bring it.

The representative of the Chinese class is the girl who asked the definition question last time. She is beautiful and has a very gentle personality: "I can wait for you, should I go back and get it now? Time should be too late."

The teacher's apartment where Song Yu lived, it took half an hour to go back and forth. He remembered that the homework was only 300 words, so he might as well write a temporary copy: "Thank you, class representative, let me write another copy. What's the content?" "

The representative of the Chinese class communicated with him for the first time. The spirit of the original person was tense. After discovering that Song Yu was so approachable, he was stunned and joyful. He blushed and said softly, "No thanks, no thanks, the content is the plan for the new semester. And plan."

Song Yu: "Okay."

How did he write yesterday...

Oh, he copied it online yesterday.

Although Song Yu worked hard to be a master of learning, diary composition and the like were never his strong points.

"Show me yours."

Song Yu turned his head to ask his deskmate for help.

Xie Sui smiled and refused: "I'm afraid this won't work, mine has no reference to you."

Song Yu: "They are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students, what do you mean? Look down on people?"

Xie Sui couldn't help him, and passed the paper on the table.

Song Yu glanced, his eyes blackened with anger.

Xie Sui's plan for the new semester didn't have 300 words at all, or even three crosses.

A line of words clearly above the notebook:

Help my deskmate win the city first

Song Yu: "..."

He is so presumptuous because of his good grades. Chinese teachers won't take him.

Song Yu was very dissatisfied with his plan: "Are you going to help me surpass you?"

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu: "Then there is nothing else?"

Xie Sui smiled: "Yes, my plan for this semester is only you."

Song Yu: "..."

The representative of the Chinese class waiting to receive the homework: "!!!"

After asking a question last time, after being crushed by the indifferent school grass, she became a CP fan herself.

What is it now?

Is the master sending sugar online?

If you are smart, you don't need to work hard? Song Yu bubbling sourly and decided to educate him: "How do you do this? Do you want to study hard? Do you want to take a college exam?!"

Xie Sui ignored his anger and smiled and said, "Are you ready to write?"

Song Yu then remembered that the class representative was still waiting for him. He turned his head and said, "Wait, give me fifteen minutes."

The class representative couldn't hold back his smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I can hand it in next class, you and thank God take your time."

I'm willing to wait another hour! !

Xie Sui looked at his bitterness and hatred, and kindly said, "Can I help you provide some ideas?"

Song Yu's eyes shined: "For example."

Xie Sui: "The first goal is to be a school boss when school starts."

Song Yu: "...shut up."

On Friday, the book on the mountain tower developed to this point, Song Yu should not be able to respond. I blamed myself for being cheap on the summer vacation. I opened a forum and made countless enemies. Today there is a Gaofeng, and there may be a Feng Gao tomorrow. Might as well simply get the status of a school boss, and powerful.

So why did he want to be this sprayer in the first place-but if it wasn't for his dad to call inexplicably and make an appointment for the next month's exam, how could he be so angry and go against others.

So, Dad, if your son doesn't learn to be a school boss, it's all yours.

You have memorized it.

The post "Decisive Battle on the Top of the Mountain" has been at the top of the list in recent days.

Especially after "your husband Yu brother" replied, it pushed the atmosphere towards ***.

Sophomore, class 15.

Gao Feng received so many people's attention for the first time, and he was too excited. Sitting in the classroom, facing a group of people's inquiries, he blew happily.

"Actually, I didn't worry about it. Song Yu looked like a little girl. I guess I fell down when I moved my fingers."

"No need, hey, I didn't close my eyes because of the trouble, hahahahahaha."

Saying "It's not necessary", my mouth can't be opened with joy.

Chen Zhijie, who dyed his hair back and sat in the last row to do his homework, sneered.

Gao Feng heard it, turned his head, triumphantly said, "What are you laughing at? Did you have me so prestigious when you were a schoolmaster?"

Chen Zhijie didn't say a word.

Look at him pityingly, like a stupid and unconscious idiot.

Gao Feng was angry: "What kind of eyes do you want to fight?"

Chen Zhijie ignored him and got up to hand in his homework.

Stupid people have stupid blessings, fools don't.

Gao Feng sat down and cursed.

The classroom was noisy, and now it was basically believed that Song Yu was Yu Mo's sneer. The boys made a fuss and asked Brother Gao to teach him a lesson.

The girls kept rolling their eyes.

Out of place is a girl sitting by the window. She has long, jet-black hair draped vertically behind her. Under the school uniform jacket is an expensive white dress. She has white skin, light makeup, and a very good temperament. She is a class flower in Class 15, and there are many in the class. People's crush includes Chen Zhijie.

"Xinxin, did you read that post?"

Her front table is a girl with freckles on her face, deliberately coming over to talk, her eyes can't hide to please.

Bai Xuexin glanced at her.

The freckled girl continued: "I heard that Song Yu is 80% likely to be Brother Yu! Wow! I didn't expect that Brother Yu, who is so powerful on the Internet, is actually so delicate and cute in reality!"

Bai Xuexin also knows something about the forum, but in her opinion, they are both childish and funny, just like a child visiting home.

With her own identity, she feels that her vision is different from that of a girl at this age.

"It's just a spray, worthy of attention?"

Bai Xuexin said lightly.

The freckled girl smiled awkwardly, begging herself to be boring, and turned her head.

Bai Xuexin lowered her head and found out the text message on her phone. From her aunt who married into the Xu family in city a.

[Xinxin, do you know someone named Xie Sui in your school? You'd better get closer and closer to him, this young man, his identity is not simple. ]

The Bai family's status in Jingcheng is pretty good, but it's still not worth mentioning compared to the huge wealthy people in City A.

Let the aunts who married into the Xu family say that their status is not simple, then it is really not simple.

And I heard that it was the new school grass, really, a perfect match for her.

Bai Xuexin's lips curled up happily.

At night, in the room, Song Yu was facing the computer, thinking about the wording of the report. As a last resort, he still didn't like to use the Meng family's forces to deal with school affairs. When he came over, he met the best class teacher and passed it to his dad. It is estimated that it was another call to urge him home.

Song Yu felt that if Ou Yilian did not purify her mind again, she would be sorry for the profession of people's teacher, and she would definitely delay more people in the future.

Thinking of the book, Xie Sui was frantically harassed by Wang Ci, even considered as a personality insult, while O Yilian's eyes were opened and half of them, and everything was said to be the attitude of classmates making a small mess.

Song Yu was angry.

When he was half dead.

An email suddenly appeared on the computer.

The sender is anonymous.

Clicking to open is a piece of information, Ou Yilian's previous teaching experience, and a few screenshots, a self-report of a female student who was forced to commit suicide several times by her depression.

Song Yu was taken aback. Ou Yilian turned out to be too much than he thought? !