When the poor students in the class were excited, Bei Chaoyang was dark in front of him, and he couldn't even sit steadily.

It's okay, you don't have to guess the candidate for another person in the experimental group, you don't have to think about it, it was booked yesterday.

It's sad.

Bei Chaoyang drew circles on the table with his fingers.

Today's mood is really changeable.

First of all, when the head teacher and class leader came in just now, they did not say anything about changing seats, but proposed a new system.

At that time, my mood was like a death row prisoner on the verge of a big knife, and suddenly heard the holy decree from the messenger who was quick to whip: the emperor has an edict, and the joy of leaving people under the knife is so happy.

Who knows, now that it has come out, Bei Chaoyang's mood has become that of a death row prisoner when he hears the next words:

The emperor has an edict to keep people under the knife, this person is extremely evil, and it is difficult to vent the anger of the people by direct beheading, so it is changed to Ling Chi to death, and the execution is three days, and all of you have to come to see you if you die one day early!

As expected by Bei Chaoyang, after Su Mu finished saying that he had assumed the position of a good student in the experimental group, he immediately looked at him and said very calmly: "On the side of the poor student, I will choose you." ”

The trouble that should come will still come.

After the excited students in the class heard that the squad leader had actually chosen a good person, their blood cooled down, and they followed Su Mu's line of sight and looked in the direction of Bei Chaoyang.

Their eyes scanned back and forth, and finally naturally fell on Xiang Haijun in the two rows in front of Bei Chaoyang.

Because the students sitting in front of Xiang Haijun are all with good grades, they obviously do not meet the standards of poor students.

The two people sitting behind Xiang Haijun, although their grades are poor, they are both sports students, so there is no need to pay too much attention to their grades.

As for the North Chaoyang sitting alone in the last row, hehe, how could it be, such a lonely person.

And Xiang Haijun can be regarded as a handsome little guy in the third class of high school, handsome and wealthy, except for being idle all day long and treating his sister as a scumbag, there are no big shortcomings, and he is the object of the crush of many girls in the class.

Could it be that the squad leader fell in love with Xiang Haijun's goods?

No, although Xiang Haijun looks good, he is a complete scumbag!?

"Hai, Brother Haijun, it seems that Su Mu's squad leader wants to choose you to be her tablemate?"

He Dongsheng, who was at the same table, couldn't speak smoothly for a while, and the pressure of being watched by the whole class was not ordinary.

"No, it can't be, no, it's possible. ”

Xiang Haijun was confused for a while, he had also tried to pursue Su Mu before, but before he could even say a few words, he was warned by the people sent by the Su family.

From that time on, Xiang Haijun knew that Su Mu was not an existence that he could climb, but at this time, why did Su Mu suddenly have to share a table with him again, what was the intention?

Could it be that Su Mu doesn't have a bad feeling for him, it's just that the people of the Su family don't like him, so isn't there still a chance?

Thinking about it like this, Xiang Haijun immediately straightened his waist and helped his bangs, which still looked light on the surface, but in fact, he didn't even know how to say anything.

For a while, the eyes of the whole class focused on Xiang Haijun and Su Mu.

"Damn, my goddess is going to be ruined by Xiang Haijun!"

"Alas, if only I had Xiang Haijun's face, I also want to be the king of the sea!"

"Fuck, Su Mu is my goddess, how can she like someone else, Su Mu just went over to help with tutoring, okay!"

"Brother, don't get excited, I'll tell you the truth, even if it's just a simple table now, if you sit together for a long time, you will fall in love for a long time. ”

The boys in the class were both envious and jealous for a while, and it was difficult to calm down.

After hearing the whispers of the male students below, Teng Haitao, the head teacher, had a mysterious smile on his face.

I guessed wrong, and I was really curious about how they knew the truth.

"Bei Chaoyang, why are you still stunned, hurry up and move the table over, Wen Weiyi will sit with Lin Jiaxin for the time being, Liu Xin will change to Guo Tingyu, as for Yin Xianhu, because you haven't been doing well recently, let's sit in Bei Chaoyang's position first." ”

The head teacher looked at Bei Chaoyang kindly, and tried to hold back a smile and finished the seat adjustment.

As soon as the head teacher's voice fell, the atmosphere in the class became even more severe.

The class was quieter than when the previous class leader announced that she had joined the experimental group.

A classmate's ballpoint pen fell to the ground, which was particularly harsh.

Xiang Haijun's face turned redder than a monkey's ass for a moment, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"Wow...... !"

"It's... No way, I must be dreaming!"

"Do you know that you are like a baboon now, can you calm down, I told you that this must be just a dream, how can the squad leader be at the same table with the goods of Bei Chaoyang, you see that I pinch my thigh with all my strength and it doesn't hurt, you see, I can still pinch and turn around a few times......"

"Eh, it's a fantasy... Phantom Nima, stop your tm, you are pinching Lao Tzu's thighs, you tm still turning, turning, turning your m!"

"Stop arguing, I suspect we're dreaming. ”

At this moment, an unknown sensitive thread in the class was broken.

Both boys and girls couldn't help but burst into exclamations, wondering if they were dreaming.

If Su Mu was at the same table as Xiang Haijun, even if he was reluctant in his heart, he could barely understand it, but they didn't expect that the one who was chosen among the poor students was actually Bei Chaoyang.

A fool who practiced knives for three years in high school, a withdrawn marginal person.

Why?

Sharing the table with Su Mu, the class leader, is the dream of the whole school!

All the men in the class shouted in their hearts.

"Teacher, you can't be so hasty about changing seats, at least get my consent first, class leader, you have to talk......

Wen Weiyi stood up with anger on her face.

Yin Xianhu, who was about to move the table and make it to the end alone, also had a bright eye, could it be that things still had a turnaround?

"Wei Yi, the candidate of Bei Chaoyang, I have discussed it with the teacher before. ”

Su Mu interrupted Wen Weiyi's words.

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

Discussed before?

The boys in the class were inexplicably uncomfortable again, and they didn't know where they lost.

Wen Weiyi couldn't speak, so she could only sit down weakly and pack up her things.

"Bei Chaoyang, what are you doing in a daze, don't you move quickly, you're about to run and, do you have to wait for the first class?"

The head teacher reminded him again, and after speaking, he raised the tea bottle in his hand quite proudly, as if telling Bei Chaoyang not to thank himself.

Who wants to thank you, give me death, be a good teacher, and even ignore the life and death of students!

Bei Chaoyang sighed secretly in his heart.

Although I knew it was this ending yesterday, I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

A few minutes later, Bei Chaoyang was forced to sit next to Su Mu, although Bei Chaoyang tried his best to keep his desk away from Su Mu, but he was still pulled back and leaned against Su Mu for the reason of blocking the class aisle.

Seeing the almost cannibalistic gaze of the boys in the class, Bei Chaoyang considered whether to reduce the number of times he went to the toilet.

"There's not much time left for early reading, just read the book. ”

After the head teacher Teng Haitao finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom.

"Alas. ”

Bei Chaoyang didn't know how many emotions he had in his heart.

Unlucky, it seems that in the days to come, there will be no such word for peace.

But then again, the smell on the squad leader's body is very good, faint, reminiscent of a summer fruit, but I can't tell what kind of fruit it is.

This caused Bei Chaoyang to become curious and want to get closer.

"Where have you been running on weekdays?"

Su Mu asked seemingly casually while sorting out the books on the table.

Scare!

North Chaoyang's eyes stared.

Here comes the first hurdle.

Forcing himself to look as flat as possible, Bei Chaoyang hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Ah, I always have a stomachache in the morning, go to the toilet, I am like this." ”

Maybe it was the mention of the toilet, Su Mu just squinted his eyes, did not refute anything, and turned to look at the ancient poetry book in his hand.

It's okay, get through the tricks.

Bei Chaoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For the first time, there was no confrontation with the squad leader in the smoke of gunpowder, and he barely fought to a draw.