Chapter 17: I'm going to be a big brother
Song Ziyi had never met someone more arrogant than him, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
Only raise your eyebrows, don't you leave?
Song Ziwei is a rebellious, and when he saw that Wei Xi wanted him to go so much, he just didn't leave, and sat in his seat and continued to cross Erlang's legs.
Wei Xi ignored him, sketched in the textbook, and read it very quickly.
Song Zizhi couldn't help but mock again: "False, I'm afraid you won't be able to see anything like this." ”
Wei Xi flipped the pages of the book, and didn't give him a look.
She lowered her head, and a few strands of green silk drooped.
Song Ziyi had to admit that this Wei Xi was good-looking, much better than everyone he had ever seen.
"Why don't you give you tutoring like this, and you be my little brother?" Song Zi approached Wei Xi and said with a sly smile.
Wei Xi glanced at him, but still didn't speak.
"Don't underestimate me, I'm the first in my grade, don't brag about anything else, I still have this confidence in my academic performance. You said that when I was my little brother, you couldn't suffer anything, did you? Song Zi kept saying in reverse.
He didn't know why he was so obsessed with Weixi, well, anyway, he always felt that accepting Weixi was the most correct decision for him.
"Soon you won't." Wei Xi said suddenly.
These words made Song Zi confused.
"Is it so difficult to recognize me as a big brother?" Song Zi reversed.
Wei Xi nodded solemnly, with incomparably seriousness in his eyes.
"Have you ever heard a phrase? A little brother who doesn't want to be a big brother is not a good little brother. ”
"So stinky brother, I want to be a big brother." Wei Xi said softly in Song Ziyi's ear, his eyes were like silk.
made Song Ziyi's ears red.
Wei Xi chuckled, the stinky brother is quite cute.
Song Ziyi was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, imagine that a little Lori wants to be his eldest brother, isn't it uncomfortable?
"Don't even think about it!" Song Zi yelled back, carrying his chair back to his seat.
"Heh~ Stinky brother!" Wei Xi leaned back on the chair, the wide school uniform was worn on her, loose, and Wei Xi rolled up her sleeves to her elbows, revealing her white and tender forearms.
Somehow the girl's body didn't have a scar, and even though she was often beaten as a child, she still didn't have a single scar on her body, so it was useless for the girl to sue her father later.
She flipped through the book like reading a novel, quickly, but Wei Xi could remember these quickly and clearly.
The difficulty of high school knowledge not only tests the brain's ability to think around, but also tests the memory ability, after all, there are a lot of formula knowledge points to memorize.
After reading a book, he found the corresponding workbook, and a mechanical pencil kept turning.
Don't ask her why she uses a mechanical pencil, other pens are too expensive to be reluctant, and mechanical pencils can be used for a long time, and it is very convenient to write mistakes, just wipe them directly.
Weixi's pen slides on the workbook, and brushing questions is also an important way to firmly grasp knowledge.
The surrounding classmates looked at Wei Xi and wanted to see a miracle, after all, there are few bad students who will brush up the questions after class, and they don't let go of any time, I thought Wei Xi was working hard, but I found that she turned the book very quickly, and the pen had never been heard, and she didn't read the question for a long time to write, and it was blind and scribbled at a glance, and they couldn't help but sneer.
Song Zizhi also thinks so, he doesn't dare to write like this as a scholar, let alone Weixi.
And Chi Yan, who was hiding in his schoolbag, kept scratching the inner layer, trying to make the woman who was addicted to learning sober up and let him out to slip away, he was about to suffocate to death.