"It's so sleepy......"

Walking in the shade of the protection forest, Mu Zhaoling narrowed his eyes, he somewhat underestimated the cost of not sleeping all night, although there would be no external manifestations such as dark circles under his eyes, and it would not affect his physical functions, but the thick sleepiness always made him want to put his eyelids down naturally.

"Hi ~ good morning. ”

Fate is wonderful. He encountered... Oh no... It should be Liang Yu who met him.

The voice came from behind him, but Mu Zhaoling didn't look back, his voice sounded weak, "Oh, good morning......"

"What's the matter? I had insomnia last night?" Leaning on his schoolbag, Liang Yu walked a few steps quickly to Mu Zhaoling's side.

"Almost. ”

Staying up all night is a normal thing for energetic middle school students, and it is not abnormal, so there is no need to talk about it in depth.

And two people who know each other walking side by side, if you don't say something, it will seem that the atmosphere is particularly strange.

Liang Yu didn't expect Mu Zhaoling to take the initiative to raise the topic, he thought about it and said, "By the way, Ah Ling, the ranking of this monthly exam should come out, do you think you will be the first place?"

"I don't care. ”

In response to him, there was a cold voice that didn't care about it.

Liang Yu felt that this was definitely a mistake, and he naively thought that Mu Zhaoling would cooperate with the chat...... This guy doesn't get into the oil and salt, he still seems to be a genius who will never forget, and for him, this month's exam is probably the same as playing at home......

As soon as he thought of his seven or eight test papers in his thirties, Liang Yu began to complain about God's injustice again...... Why can't you solve the exam with physical strength!?

'Hmm... If you think about it, it seems that there is an exam that can be solved with physical strength,' and he thought of the spiritual entrance exam, which didn't focus on cultural scores, but ..... Forget it, my target is intellectuals. ’

Thinking of this, he looked at Mu Zhaoling with a very envious little eye, and his mouth was still finely fragmented, "Is the thing in your head different from mine......

Mu Zhaoling is sleepy, but in order to maintain the necessary interpersonal relationships in life, he will also talk a few words.

"The IQ problem is destined for seven minutes. "He seems to have said something cruel to some people.

Liang Yu followed this and continued, "So there is hope for hard work?"

That's a whole three points.

He believes that he has enough perseverance to work hard, but he is confused and not confident enough to ask the question of 'whether the poor grades are due to IQ', and he is afraid that no matter how hard he tries, he will not be able to learn well.

If his grades are not good, then he will not be able to get into a good university, in which case, his family will have a legitimate reason to force him to inherit the family business and let him do things he does not like.

Although even if he is admitted, there is a chance that his family will still persecute him, that is, he will be morally inferior, but in this way, he can puff up his chest, raise his voice, and then resist back with confidence.

The former is poor in the twilight, and the latter is a dagger in the twilight.

Belch... This metaphor doesn't seem appropriate, but it doesn't matter, choose the one behind Liang Yu and have an extra 'dagger'.

'Ah~ Why can't I have one more brother and sister brother and sister...... It's okay to do that. Liang Yu was extremely dissatisfied with his parents not having a second child.

Mu Zhaoling squinted at him - 'stupid mortal'

This look is obvious, high to low, born of the contempt of intelligence.

"Yes, that's right. ”

With that look, this word can't be faked anymore.

"Hey, !!", Liang Yu seemed to be aroused by this look of unnecessary resistance, "Your eyes are obviously despising me, okay? Even if it's a lie, it's too fake, right?"

"Alas......" Mu Zhaoling sighed softly and shook his head, revealing a look of deep helplessness towards this person, "Okay, I lied to you. ”

"Don't admit it directly. ”

Liang Yu smiled bitterly, this guy's eyes are so great... ridiculed, how could anyone convey such subtle things as 'contempt' and 'contempt' from their eyes, really, no wonder some girls were made to cry by his words.

"Ah Ling, haven't you ever thought about why the hooligans found you?" Liang Yu suddenly understood the reason why the taciturn Mu Zhaoling was found fault by the hooligans.

"I have money. ”

Hearing this fluttering answer, Liang Yu was silent.

He can't be silent, how can he not be silent?!

The income from part-time jobs and living expenses are all planned economy, and the family will take care of a mouthful of food, and most of the rest will have to be solved by themselves, oh... Speaking of which, the heel part of his flip-flops seems to be about to break, well... Go back in the afternoon and find a plank to nail it......

'Wait, since you're looking for a wooden board to nail, why don't you use a wooden board to make a pair?', Liang Yu was rarely witty.

- This guy's life is all kinds of miserable.

.........

Inside the classroom. Mu Zhaoling sat in his seat, his hands on his chest, his face full of reluctance.

"Why, what the hell is this. He didn't say it loudly, but he was very big at the hand on his shoulder, which was usually nothing, but when he wanted to sleep, this action greatly affected his sleep.

"Do you have to be here to chat?"

It was Zhang Xiaohai, that is, he put his hand on Mu Zhaoling's shoulder, although for ordinary male classmates, there was nothing to say about such physical contact.

"Whether it's sleeping in class or chatting after class, don't you feel more comfortable in the back row? Zhang Xiaohai replied, and then continued to return to the topic just now.

He pretended to hold out two fingers mysteriously, "Two perverts appeared last night, one wearing a mask shaped like a cat, and the other ...... He... Can fly. ”

"Can fly?" Liang Yu was surprised, the one who could fly was an ace psychic, but wasn't they talking about the pervert who stole pans, they were all trump cards, how could they steal it?

He didn't consider the possibility of a high-level psychic in the situation, it was the inertial judgment of personal logic.

The 'flying' of a senior psychic master, he doesn't agree that it is 'flying'.

"That's right, according to the grapevine, it's very likely that the two are like-minded perverts, and there are people who have seen them making unidentified transactions with pans on the rooftop. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Zhaoling suppressed the urge to pat the hand off his shoulder, probably because he was a thief, while Liang Yu was suspicious, and this felt more than a little fake.

"Your source is sure to be reliable? It can't be someone else's gossip, right?" There was only one pervert before, but now it has become two, and these two still have 'deals', no wonder Liang Yu doesn't believe it.

"Very reliable. Zhang Xiaohai said this very confidently, "It is impossible for people in the group to make such jokes." ”

"Huh?

"Bruise Rehabilitation Treatment Group. ”

Liang Yu was stunned for a moment, and gradually understood something, and his expression became more and more meaningful, "Eh...... It's okay like this~~"

"???", Mu Zhaoling maintained an inconvenient posture of squinting and looking forward, but the corner of his eye had already captured the expression on Liang Yu's face, which was slightly obscene and salty and wet, could it be that there was something special about this group?

'Forget it, it won't be anything important anyway, and it's not surprising that there will be such rumors......

The biggest reminder of this incident to Mu Zhaoling is probably that he is desensitized, and the people he said who saw it, obviously, he didn't notice it at the time.

In this way, future actions must take into account the 'invalidity', 'desensitization', and 'distortion' of intuition.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.