The bell rings at this time.

Chen Chunlan glared at Zhao Mengyao with an ugly face, then walked to Yu Ruifeng's side, lowered her voice and said angrily: "Yu Ruifeng, come to the office with me." ”

Yu Ruifeng yawned lazily, threw the schoolbag he was carrying on one shoulder into Zhao Mengyao's arms, and unceremoniously ordered, "Help me put it away." Master, I'll go back when I go. ”

Zhao Mengyao held the rucksack and watched Yu Ruifeng swagger out of the class with a bewildered expression.

The first thought that popped into her head was, Yu Ruifeng, a bad boy, would come to class with a schoolbag on his back?

Zhao Mengyao tried the weight of this rucksack with her hands, it was quite heavy, and it was estimated that there were a lot of books stuffed in it, so she couldn't help but be a little surprised:

Could it be that this Yu Ruifeng looks like a bad boy who skips class every day, but in fact, he is secretly studying seriously every day?

Zhao Mengyao walked to the seat at the back of the classroom with Yu Ruifeng's schoolbag in her arms, thinking about this esoteric proposition as she walked. After a while, I walked to the last row of the classroom by the window.

Crooked next to the window is a table covered with all sorts of cool comic book stickers. This is Yu Ruifeng's seat.

Zhao Mengyao bent down and was about to stuff her schoolbag into the drawer, but was startled by a pile of blank test papers in the drawer.

In the third year of high school, a bunch of test papers will be sent down every day, and it is estimated that Yu Ruifeng has not done any of them, all of them are piled up in the drawer, almost stuffed to the brim, and there is no extra space for her to stuff her schoolbag.

Zhao Mengyao twitched the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly put his schoolbag neatly on the table.

But she heard someone behind her suddenly shouting to her: "Zhao Mengyao." ”

Zhao Mengyao turned around and saw that on the seat next to him, Lin Zeyu was holding his slender legs on the table, holding his mobile phone with both hands and playing games, and said without raising his head: "When did you get so close to that Yu Ruifeng?" ”

Lin Zeyu is playing with pesticides, a disadvantage, his side has been pushed three outer towers, and he is in a very bad mood, so his tone is not very good.

"He's not a good stubble, unlike guys like us who don't like to learn, Yu Ruifeng is the type who can open people's brains with beer bottles. You'd better stay away from him. ”

Zhao Mengyao remembered Lin Zeyu who she saw in the bar last night, and was a little uncomfortable, for fear that she would be recognized, so she helped the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Oh." ”

Lin Zeyu was killed by the jungle squatting on the opposite side, scolded in his heart, put down his mobile phone, and inadvertently raised his eyes to look at Zhao Mengyao.

Suddenly, it felt a little familiar.

Zhao Mengyao saw that Li Zeyu didn't speak anymore, she only frowned and stared at herself seriously, a little weak-hearted, and deliberately said with a different face: "I'm back to my seat." ”

Lin Zeyu blurted out: "Wait! ”

Zhao Mengyao paused, and a cold sweat broke out: You won't be stripped of your vest so soon, right?!

Fortunately, Lin Zeyu just said: "Lend me a copy of the math paper." ”

Zhao Mengyao let out a long breath. It seems that I have thought too much.

It seems that there is still a big difference between wearing no makeup and wearing heavy makeup. Although she is not ugly without makeup, after wearing heavy makeup, her style and temperament are completely different, just like a different person. In addition, she is dressed very plainly now, and she also wears a dirty and ugly black-rimmed glasses, and she stays in the sea for a long time, so it is normal not to notice it.

Zhao Mengyao relaxed a little and replied, "Okay." ”