025: Scholarly friendship

[System: Don't expect anything from the host!] This acting, no one (ใƒผ_ใƒผ)!! ใ€‘

[Ma Haohao: Don't care about the process, the important thing is the result. ใ€‘

[System: There are so many books, the host you just took the school's homework book, and you can't ...... if you don't accept it]

[Ma Haohao: The face is black and blames me? ใ€‘

[System: Don't blame you, who do you blame?] (๏ผŠ๏ฝ€ะดยด)ใ€‘

[Hemp is good: no problem......]

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At 6:10 a.m., the bell rang on time for the first middle school, and the students in the lecture hall began to pack their things one after another, ready to leave.

Ma Hao listed a few formulas on scratch paper, and used an automatic pen to write down the steps to solve the problem on Xia Xiaotian's homework book.

"Draw another auxiliary line here, calculate the area of this area first, and then calculate it easily."

Xia Xiaotian took the homework book and nodded again and again at Ma's good solution ideas: "Slowly, you are so amazing!" Really, it's so much easier than my stupid method! โ€

Ma Hao unceremoniously accepted the heroine's praise: "This question also involves the knowledge of the second and third years of high school." It's normal that you don't know, and it's not easy to figure it out. โ€

As a real student, the math problems in the first year of high school are nothing to Ma Haohao, and her Olympiad class from childhood to adulthood is not in vain.

Xia Xiaotian shook his head, full of admiration for Ma Haohao: "No, I am far worse than you...... I didn't expect you to be so powerful! Did you hide your strength during the exam? โ€

In a few hours, the relationship between Ma Hao and the heroine quickly warmed up.

Although there was a small mistake at the beginning, through her unremitting efforts in the later period, she finally got along with the heroine with her academic domineering.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. Xueba is a schoolmaster, and both of them have a sense of pity for each other and hatred of each other.

Ma laughed and said nothing, put the book and stationery on the table back into his schoolbag, and invited as if unintentionally: "It's almost time, do you want to go to breakfast together?" โ€

Eating has always been a great way to strengthen relationships. No matter how strange a person is, you can always get familiar with it after eating a few more times.

How can Ma Hao let go of such a good opportunity? She also wants to be the heroine's regular dinner friend!

"This ......"

Xia Xiaotian rubbed the corners of his clothes twistedly, and showed an apologetic look to Mahao: "There is a class cadre meeting this morning, I ...... I've made an appointment with the squad leader. Why don't we join us tomorrow? โ€

She said with a faint flush on her face and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Ma Haohao thought that she felt embarrassed because she refused her invitation, and waved her hand so that she didn't have to care.

There is no need to rush the affairs of the dining friends, and being able to talk to the heroine today is already the biggest progress since she wore the book.

Put a long line to catch a big fish, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, this truth is still understood.

"Then I'll go first, see you tomorrow." Ma put on his schoolbag well, made an appointment with Xia Xiaotian to be a dinner friend tomorrow, and waved away.

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hooked up with the heroine, and a matter of concern for the past few days was finally settled. Ma is so refreshed and smiles at everyone.

When she met Zhang Xiaoxia, she took the initiative to say hello to her, which made Zhang Xiaoxia's face crooked.

When the angry bag at the same table and everyone in the class saw Ma Haohao and Zhang Xiaoxia coming in one after another, one with a smile on his face and the other with MMP on his face, they were all frightened.

The big guy in the class wants to make trouble, so ask the little minions how to protect themselves? Wait online, hurry!

How angry Zhang Xiaoxia was, and how scared her table mates, Ma Haohao didn't pay attention to it.

Not long after she finished breakfast, the system prompted that the love value had reached 50%, and the love between the hero and heroine was already quietly sprouting~

ushered in 2 good news in the morning, Ma Hao was in a happy mood, and when he went to eat at noon, he was still humming a song.

"โ™ช The weather is so nice today ~ I'm going to school ~ carrying my little schoolbag with two explosives bags โ™ช"

[System: ...... Host, what song do you sing? ใ€‘

[Ma Haohao: I don't know. ใ€‘

[System: It's so cruel, what are you trying to do with explosives in your bag?!] โ†’_โ†’ใ€‘

[Ma Haohao: Bombing the school? ใ€‘

[System: Uncle Policeman, this is the person!] (๏ฝก ๏ฝฅห‡_ห‡๏ฝฅ๏ฝก )ใ€‘

Ma Hao Hao lost each other with the system along the way, while bouncing and repeating the only lyrics he knew.

As he was humming, a voice suddenly appeared in his ear and asked, "Little man, what song are you singing?" โ€

Ma Haohao only knew that there was a tall classmate standing next to him at some point, and he didn't pay attention to who it was, so he said casually: "Bomb the school song." โ€

The man sneered: "With your small body, you still want to blow up the school?" The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, give up as soon as possible! โ€

After speaking, his hand grabbed Ma Haohao's ponytail as if he were cheap.

Ma took good care of her hair, turned her head, and Qi Gu's handsome face appeared in her eyes.

Only then did she react in hindsight: "213, why are you here?" โ€

Qi Gu threw the basketball in his hand, and turned the basketball with his index finger to play handsome: "Can't see it?" Play. โ€

He turned the basketball with one hand, looked at Ma Hao, and then looked at Ma Hao.

Seeing that she didn't react to her handsome posture, she pursed her lips in disappointment, took the basketball back in her hand, and asked, "I wanted to ask last time, what exactly is 213?" โ€

Ma Hao didn't want to hide it from him, pointed to the basketball uniform on his body, and read the numbers on it word by word: "Oh, 2, 1, 3." โ€

Qi Gu followed her finger and looked down.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ It's 23 good or not! โ€

"Eh, isn't it 213? There's a vertical in the middle. โ€

"The vertical in the middle is the vertical of the word 'body' in the sports school!"

Qi Gu hung a few lines of black lines on his forehead, and his resentment against the school team's basketball uniform deepened. The vertical font and color in the middle are different, how did the little man admit it?

Ma Hao said: "Oh, I thought it was a pun effect made on purpose." โ€

Qi Gu: "...... Anyway, you are not allowed to call me 213 in the future, do you hear? โ€

He clipped the ball between his arms and stretched out a hand as he spoke, making a knife and slashing lightly at her forehead.

"Hmm." Ma covered his forehead well, "Okay, 213." Got it, 213. โ€

Qi Gu smiled again, wanting to pinch his face that had been puffed up well.

The little man is blatantly violating yin and yang, how can it become rarer the more he looks at it? 213 is 213, just think of it as her nickname for his love!

Dahua seems to say so, there will be a special name between couples. Thinking about it like this, Qi Gu not only didn't feel the slightest bit unhappy, but even had a trace of chicken jelly.

As for the meaning of 213=2B...... Whatever! He doesn't know anyway!

Qi Gu walked on the side of Ma Haohao, couldn't help but care about her flicking ponytail, and reached out to pull her hair: "Where have you been these days?" โ€

The provincial competition was about to end in a few days, and the little man didn't even come to cheer for him, and he couldn't even see a figure for so many days.

It was a shame that he was scolded by Lao Yang when he went back that day, and he thought that as soon as he was free, he ran to the high school to see that she was not there.

Ma Hao dodged Qi Gu's hand: "I haven't been anywhere, I'm studying." โ€

Advisor Qi: "What about other than studying?" โ€

Ma Hao said: "There is also eating, sleeping and going to the toilet." โ€

Qi Gu: "......"

Who asked her this? He wanted to ask her if she had recovered from the cold, and if she had ..... thought about it in the past few days......

Forget it, I don't know if I think about it.

Qi Gu grabbed his hair, feeling inexplicably a little lost.

Ma Hao didn't notice his thoughts, raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Is there anything wrong with me?" โ€

If it's okay, she's going to eat, and there's still a bunch of study plans to be completed at noon.

Qi Gu pouted: "What's the matter, busy man, I can't look for you if I have nothing to do?" โ€

Ma Hao was puzzled: "Why did you come to me if you have nothing to do?" โ€

Qi Gu stopped talking.

He tossed the ball into his hand again and spun it around as if his whole body and mind were focused on his fingers.

Ma Hao saw that he didn't speak for a long time, and he was even more puzzled, so he raised his foot and was about to say goodbye to him: "I still have something to do, go first, goodbye." โ€

Qi Gu saw that she was about to leave without saying a word, and she didn't care about the ball in her hand, so she was so anxious that she grabbed her schoolbag: "Stop!" Don't go! โ€

Ma Hao stopped and looked at him.

Qi Gu closed his eyes and said in a normal manner: "It's not a big deal...... Next Tuesday's men's basketball finals, come and see me play. โ€

After saying that, the pinna turned red.

Ma nodded obediently, opened his legs, and waved to him again: "Don't go." โ€

Next Tuesday to study.

"Damn, don't go! Got it? โ€

Ma Hao replied as he walked: "I don't know." โ€

"Tsk." Qi Gu was angry and helpless, and he really couldn't let out any anger at Ma Hao's back.

Really, little without a conscience.