Song Zhu was ready to face the storm, after all, the temper of this big guy had been seen before.

"Morning." Song Zhu walked over and pretended to greet him easily, praying that he would fool this matter by pretending that nothing had happened.

That, of course, is impossible.

"You're sitting here?" Xie Jue looked coldly at the calm and relaxed girl beside her, and there was already a hint of impatience in her tone.

"Yes, isn't this the opening of the school exam to change the teacher's position, I'll sit here."

Song Zhu didn't want to look at him when he was about to get angry, so he casually pulled out a book from his desk and answered his questions while reading.

Xie Jue didn't answer for a while, which made the atmosphere in the class a little frozen, every time this time ...... The next second, he was about to start beating someone.

"But Song Zhu is a girl, I haven't seen him beat a girl......"

"You think Fist still has to recognize people? Have you ever seen someone Xie Jue didn't dare to fight? ”

The classmates gossiped, which made Xie Jue's already irritable mood even more unhappy, and directly stretched out his foot and kicked Song Zhu's table, "Hey, I don't want to be at the same table, you go to Li Ming with me to make it clear." ”

Song Zhu knew that he couldn't go toe-to-toe with this kind of person, so he had to press down the textbook, soften his voice, and turned his head to look at him quite innocently: "But there is no other seat......

The girl looked at him with bright apricot eyes, and her tone had a slight southern accent, as if she was coquettish. The voice was like a feather in his heart, which made Xie Jue even more irritable all of a sudden.

He couldn't fight, and this look made him unable to scold, so he glared at her viciously, kicked off the desk and turned his head and walked out of the classroom.

Seeing this, Song Zhu was a little inexplicable, hesitated for a moment, and then stood up and followed.

The girl hung behind him like a little tail, not near or far, and followed him all the way to the rooftop.

The morning is slightly sunny, and it is not much warm when sprinkled on the body, and even a little cool when the breeze blows, but there is always a good smell of dew in the air, probably because of some special ability, which can always make Song Zhu's anxious mood better.

When I was still in school, I also liked to go to the rooftop to endorse books, and I still miss it a little when I think about it.

"Follow me, go back to your classroom." Xie Jue looked at the girl's obviously fugue eyes, and felt that she was just wasting her time, and her tone was even more unkind.

"Now that the position of the whole class has been adjusted, only you are left next to Mu Jiang, you also know, if I go to sit at the same table with Mu Jiang, it will definitely be in an uproar again, I really just want to study hard every day, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

Xie Jue listened, first frowned, and after digesting the information, he glanced at Song Zhu with some contempt, "Song Zhu, you like Mu Jiangzhu, and now you say that you don't want to sit at the same table with him, don't you think you're fake?" ”

Xie Jue's words lingered in Song Zhu's ears for a long time, and then only the girl's voice was a little frustrated, "Okay, it doesn't matter what you think of me, but I really don't want to sit at the same table with Mu Jiang, you see that you are a classmate, can you help me?" ”

It's nothing to be misunderstood, and Song Zhu doesn't care what these people think of him, to put it bluntly, he doesn't want to sit at the same table with Mu Jiang just to make his ears clear and listen to some gossip.

"I promise, I will never disturb you, I will take my Yangguan Road, you cross your single-plank bridge, we will not interfere with each other."

Song Zhu wasn't sure that Xie Jue would agree, but she had to give it a try anyway, her coming to this world was an accident in itself, and she still had less contact with the protagonist, and lived her own little life with peace of mind.

As for the rest, she didn't have that much time to care about.

Xie Jue glanced at Song Zhu's eyes seriously, but he couldn't see a trace of hypocrisy in them.

But it's clear that she is a hypocrite, why can she hide it so well?

Xie Jue is not good at dealing with girls, and for him, fists are always the best weapon, but when facing girls, it seems that these are useless.

No matter how principled he is, he can't beat girls, and besides, he is very tired of girls crying.

"Then you'd better remember your promise today and don't meddle in things." After Xie Jue finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Song Zhu alone in place.

"I ...... Did I negotiate with the blackened boss successfully? Song Zhu felt that she was still a little out of the situation, she obviously felt that the big guy had almost reached the limit of patience, and she didn't know why she suddenly agreed to herself.

No matter what, it doesn't matter what the goal is achieved and what the process is.

When the class watched Xie Jue and Song Zhu come back one after the other, everyone felt incredible.

Song Zhu couldn't find any traces of being beaten on his face, Xie Jue didn't seem to have changed much except that his face was a little more irritable, and the most amazing thing was that the two sat down one after the other, and they really became the same table.

Xie Jue was lying on the desk, although his eyes were closed, he could still feel that many people's eyes were looking this way.

It's annoying.,Sure enough, girls are troublesome animals.。

Song Zhu didn't dare to move when he sat in his seat, and even quietly separated the desks of the two of them a little, in case his desk shook and woke Xie Jue up.

But...... Yu Guang glanced at the table on the side, the boy's eyelashes were very long, and they drooped obediently, and he should just close his eyes and recuperate, fanning slightly from time to time.

He is still very good-looking, but he has a different scar on his face every day, and he doesn't bother to put a band-aid on it.

However, Song Zhu was still relieved from the bottom of his heart that he agreed to sit at the same table, after all, he knew how extreme this big guy's personality was, and it was really great to be able to make him give in.

The days ahead should be a lot calmer.

I have to say that Xie Jue's results are really rotten out of Song Zhu's imagination.

Every time he helped him get his homework book, Song Zhu could be surprised by the big red cross on the book.

"This can be solved with the knowledge of junior high school......" Song Zhu looked at the homework book and muttered a few words quietly, but obediently put the notebook in the upper left corner of Xie Jue's desk.

Don't say much, don't ask much, it's the survival rule of Buddhist girls.

Xie Jue is used to it, it seems that there is no difference between multiple tablemates, he doesn't often come to class, he doesn't have to hand in his homework, and someone else helps him get the papers, the key is that she doesn't seem to be really noisy, and she hasn't seen a few words for so long.

I don't know how there are so many things to say in front of Mu Jiangzhu.

"There is an exam in the fourth class today, so you'd better not skip class."

Song Zhu felt that he lived like Xie Jue's scholar every day, no, or rather, in order to prevent him from being expelled from school, he was like a secretary who broadcast important matters to him all day long.

This kind of life at the same table is quite easy, although it is a little boring, but it has already reached the school life that Song Zhu wants.