With that, someone sneaked a peek at the last row.

Someone whispered, "Why haven't you heard it now?" ”

The girl sitting in the back row leaned back casually, and the person who spoke was immediately silenced, turned around, and pretended that she hadn't said anything.

Gu Yu lazily changed his posture, and there were occasional rippling waves in his light green and dark brown pupils.

The temperament is outstanding, and the appearance is also eye-catching.

Zhou Miao bit her lower lip.

She thought she could ignore Lu Yu before, but now, even a Song Yue could ride on her head, and she didn't even dare to say a word......

The person with slightly white fingers pressed under his elbow, the already unrecognizable book, has added several marks.

At the same time inside the office.

Lao Liang kindly asked Song Yue to sit down.

The other teachers also knew the only female classmate in Class 7 who was studying hard, and couldn't help but glance over here several times, and Song Yue wrung her fingers a little nervously.

Liang Wenyue smiled:

"Song Yue, you don't have to be nervous, the teacher just wants to ask you about your recent studies."

Song Yue touched her bangs with some weakness.

The unified examination paper in the district is too difficult, and she also made several mistakes because of carelessness, and her results this time are definitely even worse than the last exam......

The teacher is looking for her at this time......

seemed to see what she was thinking, and Liang Wenyue didn't beat around the bush:

"Song Yue, you have been in Class 7 for almost a semester, what do you think of the learning atmosphere in Class 7?"

Song Yue: "...... It's good, it's good. ”

Liang Wenyue continued: "Then what do you think of the students in Class 7? Did you help you? ”

"Mmmm," she seemed a little embarrassed when she said this, "Lu Yu is very good and has helped me a lot." ”

The other teachers looked at each other a few times, and there was a deep meaning in their eyes.

To be able to speak for that thorn is either too kind, or it has been led astray by that thorn, it's a pity.

Song Yue saw the teacher's silence and hesitated slightly:

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Liang Wenyue put down the teacup and sighed in his tone: "Your grades this semester have been regressing. ”

Song Yue lowered her head slightly, looking very apologetic.

"Song Yue," the homeroom teacher was very kind, "I think you also know the situation of Class 7, everyone...... The enthusiasm for learning is not as high as yours, the learning atmosphere may not be so strong, and when you first entered the school, your grades were better than they are now......."

As he spoke, he sighed: "The meaning in the school is to change you to a parallel class, so as not to affect you." ”

When Song Yue heard that she was going to change classes, she was anxious: "Teacher, no, I haven't been affected......."

In fact, she is easy to concentrate, she just can't learn, and besides, she finally made such a good friend as Lu Yu, and she didn't want to change classes.

The teacher obviously didn't expect the person concerned to be unwilling, and said:

"You don't want to change shifts?"

Song Yue nodded vigorously.

Liang Wenyue pondered for a moment:

"Can you tell the teacher why?"

Song Yue's voice was slightly low:

"I can't bear to ....... the classmates of Class 7"

Liang Wenyue was silent for a while:

"Lu Yu, sitting next to you, did it affect you?"

Song Yue immediately replied: "Yes, but they are all good influences, she is very powerful." ”

After a moment, as if suddenly realizing what she was talking about, the little girl stopped.

Liang Wenyue was a little helpless.

In fact, he also knew that Lu Yu really didn't have much influence on others, but the teaching director insisted......

Liang Wenyue was thinking about what to do about this matter, and when he raised his eyes and saw that the little girl was a little restless, his tone was gentle:

"The teacher knows, you can go back first."

Song Yue stood up, walked a few steps and suddenly came back, and said sincerely:

"Teacher, I'm not going to change classes, am I?"

Liang Wenyue paused: "Before I get your consent, I won't." ”

Song Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, teacher." ”

After the girl left, the quiet office sounded with the teachers sighing:

"Such a well-behaved child, I think it's better to change her class, close to Zhu is red, close to ink is black."

"Yes, and Lu Yu's character ......."

"Lao Liang, listen to what you mean, her grades have been declining?"

"Alas, Lu Yu sits next to her, it's strange that she can bring people well......"

"The learning ethos of your class...... It's not very good, but if that kid wants to read, you'll have to think about it. ”

"Yes, especially that Lu Yu, a rat poop ......"

I didn't say this, but the person who spoke also noticed that it was inappropriate, and it was somewhat vicious when used on a little girl.

But there was not much disapproval in the looks of the teachers present.

In their opinion, even if Class 7 is not a good pot of porridge, Lu Yu is also the black sheep.

At the end of the evening self-study class, Lu Yu pulled his headphones and went down the stairs.

The classroom of the first class was on the first floor above them, and the classmates whispered in pairs:

"Lu Ziyu's speech is really amazing, I have never seen such beautiful English in my life."

"Yes, the teacher has read Lu Ziyu's essays so many times, and only this one really impresses me."

"I also think that her speech is beautiful and fluent, and it is not false to participate in the city's English speech competition."

"Alas, how do you think people can be so powerful?"

The girl who said this crossed her fingers: "She is good-looking, can play the piano, can dance, has good academic performance, has a good family background, participates in any competition, and can easily win awards, she is simply the heroine of the novel." ”

"That's it, it's really more human than human, and it's infuriating."

"If you want to say that people are better than people, then I still think Lu Yu is a little miserable."

"Harm, that's what she deserves, if I were the Lu family, I would also like Lu Ziyu, who is excellent in character and learning, okay?"

"But no matter how good Lu Ziyu is, he is not biological."

"What's the use of being biological? Do you know? When I went to the piano lesson, I saw Lu Ziyu and her brother picking her up, have you ever seen Lu Yu being picked up by her brother? ”

"No...... I've only seen Lu Ziyu being picked up ......"

"Me too...... If it weren't for Lu Ziyu's personal admit, I would have doubted that Lu Ziyu was biological. ”

"Why don't you say that Lu Ziyu is enviable? Being adopted and pampered, you look at that Lu Yu, tsk. ”

.......

Some of the students in Class 7 swallowed their saliva and silently stayed away from the big guy who came down the stairs, afraid that they would be affected.

But the protruding knuckles, in the dim light, also glowed with cold light, as if they had not heard the naming of the people, only when they heard the word "speech", the slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and the tails of the eyes were also lazy.

The stolen things are quite easy to use.

Final Occasions...... It should be grand enough.

The man who was slowly knocking the sugar-free pill in his mouth lazily touched the white rabbit stud earrings, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he walked back to the dormitory unhurriedly.

I turned on the computer and tinkered with it a few times, passed the font up, waited for it to print, turned the pen, and lazily looked at the computer screen.

The font on it is elegant, unruly, and the words attached to the text message next to the rain stone are the same chic style.

Recognizable at a glance.

After printing, Gu Yu's index finger and middle finger clamped the nine of hearts he had received in the hospital before, and flew away.

The switch was struck by a card, and in an instant the whole room went dark.

The cards flew back into her hand.

The man in the darkness turned his fingers nimbly around the nine of hearts and leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner.

The night goes on.