Chapter 85: He's a Living Man

"Feng Chen!"

Yin Ze had already been dragged up a floor, and he gritted his back molars to clasp Feng Chen's wrist.

Why don't you let him save face in front of her?

He's human!

It's to be faced!

Why did Feng Chen say it so justifiably?

There were classmates coming and going in the aisle, taking into account Yin Ze's face, Feng Chen let go of his hand, and smoothed Yin Ze's wrinkled clothes by the way.

"Are you tempted by her?"

He remembered that he had asked the same thing before, and Yin Ze said that he was not moved, but simply felt that Yu Huanxi was good.

At the moment, it seems that there are only two words: it is so fragrant!

"Nope!" Yin Ze's unpleasant eyes swept over Feng Chen, "I just think she's very interesting and want to be friends with her." If you don't let me fall in love, why do you want to stop me from making friends? Do you think it's best to see me lonely for the rest of my life? ”

Yesterday he just said that he was going to see a friend, and he was locked up at home all day.

No matter what he said, they just wouldn't open the door.

Are they really doing it for him?

If you don't let him make friends, why do you let him come out to study? Just lock him up at home until he dies.

"I am a living person, I have the right to exercise my own ideas, if you want to interfere in everything, then it is better to imprison me."

Yin Ze put his wrists together and handed them to Feng Chen, and motioned for Feng Chen to find a rope to tie him up.

Feng Chen glanced helplessly, "We don't mean that, we just hope that you do things in a measured way and don't let yourself get hurt." ”

Yin Ze snorted coldly, "I'm more measured than you, and you can hook up with other girls with your fiancΓ©e." He put down his words and rushed upstairs angrily.

Feng Chen touched the back of his head helplessly, but he didn't expect to meet Tong Wan'er as soon as he went up to the fourth floor.

"Humph!"

Tong Wan'er glanced at him coldly and passed by him directly.

Feng Chen blinked, swallowed the greeting that had already reached his lips, and walked towards the classroom with his hands in his trouser pockets.

……

The history exam was over, and two-thirds of the class was wailing.

The key knowledge that I worked so hard to memorize over the weekend didn't come in handy at all.

It's just that there are still people who play extraordinarily.

"I think I'll be in the top three of my class in history this time."

Song Chengyu turned the gel pen complacently.

Lu Feng glanced disdainfully, "The third-to-last is about the same." ”

Song Chengyu smiled, "You look down on me too much, don't you?" This time, I answered every question seriously, and I had a hunch that it would be okay to pass. ”

"I didn't do anything but multiple-choice questions." Fu Mo Nian said in a hoarse voice.

Today, he has extra dark circles under his eyes.

The pen in Song Chengyu's hand fell to the ground with a click, and he was stunned: "Don't tell me that you have been sleeping during the exam." ”

Fu Mo Nian rubbed the messy hair on his forehead, "I finished the multiple-choice questions in ten minutes and slept for thirty minutes." ”

Lu Feng was surprised, "What the hell are you doing?" How did you get stuck like this? ”

Even if you get all the multiple-choice questions right, you won't be able to pass.

At that time, you will have to be punished for copying the wrong questions three times, and you will have to go to Liu Lao to spot check and recite the knowledge points.

"Brush the questions, brush the English, brush the math, brush the physics ......" was talking, Fu Monian's eyes closed again, and he listened carefully and snored slightly.

Song Chengyu and Lu Feng glanced at each other, and then Song Chengyu looked at Yu Huanxi: Didn't you persuade him to arrange his work and rest time reasonably yesterday? Why hasn't it changed?

Reading Song Chengyu's eyes, Yu Huanxi shrugged his shoulders helplessly: Fu Monian doesn't care about her persuasion, what can she do?