Ji Yuan sneered and said: "How can it, Brother Xu has abused me thousands of times, and I treat Brother Xu like my first love." ”

"Give me normal." An Lixu threw away an eraser and glanced at the test papers on the table.

"I'm going to be called by Lao Yu to close the little black house again?" An Lixu said. "Then you won't be using it after school today......"

Ji Yuan let out a miserable scream: "No, Brother Xu, you can't leave me!" ”

After school?

Where are they going?

Xia Yu's questioning gaze was too explicit, An Lixu's gaze moved to her, just crashing into her ignorant and inquisitive eyes, and the soft eyelashes cast two fan-shaped shadows on her cheeks, as if every slight tremble.

An Lixu lowered his head slightly, and his lips were raised and quickly suppressed, "You want to go?" ”

Xia Yu was stunned and said, "Is it okay?" ”

"What's not to do, it's not about killing people and setting fires." An Lixu smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Ji Yuan looked at An Lixu in disbelief and said, "Brother Xu, do you want to take her there?" ”

An Lixu smiled and didn't speak, Ji Yuan felt a pain in his neck, turned his head to look, and found that Lu Fengyang pinched the back of his neck with his hand.

"Ahri child, why do you have so many questions, good children should use more hands and less mouths, understand?"

"you, get out in!" Ji Yuan kicked him into his seat.

The class bell rings, and all the students sit down and wait for the teacher to come in. Xia Yu silently picked up the textbook from her schoolbag, but her mind was thinking about what boys usually do after school.

When she was still in Jiuquan Middle School, she passed by places such as the Electronic City and Internet cafes, and she could always see boys from the same school as her inside.

An Lixu rarely takes a special car back with her, and still goes his own way, every day after school and Ji Lu's duo don't know where to go, and they don't get home until nearly eight or nine o'clock, and An's mother quarrels with him every day about it.

This class is a Chinese class.

The Chinese teacher's surname is Song, she has dyed her red hair with the trend, the makeup on her face is extremely gorgeous, and her class style is not as individual as other teachers, but she has a quick temper and a big voice, and she is not a human with a poisonous tongue. Teaching all problem students will never back down, except for Brother Xu, no one dares to provoke her.

Xia Yu was a little bored listening to this teacher Song read "Honesty is both brave and martial, and finally strong ......and invincible", and remembered that she hadn't come up with a picture last night, so she began to scribble on the scratch paper.

"The body is dead, the god is the spirit, and the soul of the child is the ghost......"

Xia Yu looked at the five or six boys drawn on the scratch paper, and he was not satisfied with how he drew his facial features.

Suddenly, there was a "dripping" sound next to him.

Xia Yu instantly sobered up and looked up at the podium, but fortunately, the teacher was writing on the blackboard and didn't look at it.

Whether An Lixu is listening to music and sleeping, or playing games, he is silent, why did he suddenly come like this.

Xia Yu took advantage of the teacher's inattention, and quietly looked to the side, only to see the other party with Erlang's legs crossed, books spread out on the table, and ipads spread on his legs. With an electronic pen in hand, I look up at the window and the blackboard again, then I look down and write and draw on the screen.

It's really getting more and more arrogant, and even the iPad has been brought into the school.

Xia Yu was thinking about whether to remind him to be more restrained, but a self-respecting character like him shouldn't listen to her.

She was so focused for a moment that she completely forgot about Teacher Song, who was scanning everything on the stage.

Everyone was working hard to write, only the two of them were so different, and Mr. Song's eyes immediately sharpened.

"Ann Lixu! What are you doing? And Xia Yu, seeing him so fascinated, did you fall in love with him? Would you like to dedicate a classroom to the two of you? ”

As soon as the words fell, many students laughed.

Xia Yu lowered her head, and for the first time she appreciated Teacher Song's poisonous tongue, she was really a little overwhelmed.