After arguing with Shen Tianyun, Xiao Yao finally fell asleep, and then had a long dream.

In the dream, he was a third-person spectator, watching Xiao Yao and Shen Jie, who were in suits and leather shoes, sitting side by side in the back seat of a luxury car.

The two people are talking, and it seems to be intimate, but the content of the conversation is completely incomprehensible nonsense such as "empowerment", "closed loop", "iteration", "alignment", "link", "gripper", etc.

The car was walking smoothly on the empty road, but suddenly, out of nowhere, a concrete mixer truck appeared on the side of the car.

Xiao Yao shouted to the driver to stay away from the car, but found that there was no one in the driver's seat!

At this time, the mixer truck lost its balance and flipped over for some reason.

The dream changed to a first-person perspective at this time, Xiao Yao gained control of his body, and in a hurry, he unfastened Shen Jie's seat belt and pushed him out of the car.

Then, as soon as it was dark, I woke up.

This experience is not particularly good.

Xiao Yao sat up abruptly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The feeling of being run over by a mud truck is a little too real.

It was already dark, and the morning light shone in through the thin curtains.

You can sleep a little longer, but Xiao Yao has lost his sleepiness.

He knocked on the closet door, and Shen Tianyun seemed to be still asleep.

After eating the fried buns and soy milk that his grandmother bought, Xiao Yao decided to walk to school today.

"Good morning, have you had breakfast?"

"Early, eat."

"Remember to drink soy milk."

“。。。 I don't drink soy milk. ”

"Shen Jie, I dreamed of you last night."

"What did you dream of me?"

"I dreamed of the future, the life of the two of us after we got married."

A large truck whizzed past Xiao Yao with heavy chains, and he subconsciously flashed around and clinged to the wall of the community on the side of the sidewalk.

Xiao Yao thought that this figure was quite handsome, but when he saw Ni Shi of passers-by, he had to smile at them.

Then, he slipped his phone back into his pocket.

-- Dividing line --

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Xiao Yao felt that the air was not quite right.

Speaking of air, he was originally like air in the class, and it was precisely because of this that he went to make friends with the guys in class 4.

But when he entered the classroom today, the three or two angry boys in the class, led by "Brother Long", whistled at him, and at the same time there was sparse applause.

"Brother Yao is here!" The "Dragon Brother" named Zhang Jialong has a strange expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"I can't see it, Brother Yao!" Dai Yu, nicknamed "Ribbon Fish", said: "You are a real person and do not show your face!" ”

"Uh, hi, Brother Long, Dai Yu, good morning." Xiao Yao replied in a stumbling manner, and trotted back to his seat with a cigarette.

Really, stealing girls...... Is it such a thing to be proud of in their eyes? This is not in line with the five stresses and four beauties.

Is it true that those girls who love to gossip on weekdays are also secretly glancing at themselves?

"Is the Nanlin and Beishen you said really that famous?" The study committee member with twisted braids and large round glasses asked in a low voice.

"You live in the deep mountains and old forests, that Bei Shen is the only daughter of the president of Miwei Group, and she is also one of the five beautiful ...... among the seven daughters in the city," replied the tablemate of the study committee.

"She, with Xiao Yao? No, let's take this Xiao Yao? ”

"Be quiet!" The same table said mysteriously: "What Zhou Qi said, the person surnamed Shen said that she was his future wife." ”

"Then what about Yu Luying? Wasn't he just Friday...... Perverted! ”

"Oil~~ Good flower heart - don't turn your head, he's seen it!"

The girls lowered their voices again, and Xiao Yao pricked up his ears, still unable to catch the signal anymore.

"Follow me...... No...... I! Yu Luying's face flushed, and she turned her head and said something, but Xiao Yao only heard a few words.

Somewhat uneasy, he aimlessly pressed the button on his phone in the belly of the table.

Shen Jie has not replied to the text message.

Xiao Yao casually sent a message "? "In the past.

Well? How many female voices came from behind you? …… Didn't you sit in the last row?

Xiao Yao turned his head suspiciously, there was nothing but the blackboard newspaper.

"Hey, they'...... said, "A cool short-haired girl in the front row stretched out her head: "Mi is the daughter of the group, and she wants to ...... with the district."

I can't hear the next words clearly, what is the merge area?

"Really...... Talent ...... What about novels? ”

The person who spoke was in the front row of the classroom, but the voice was coming from the back.

"Could it be that the eldest lady wants to be poor...... Feeling? The girl who spoke showed her starry eyes.

Ah, yes, her voice came from the right rear, was it because she was sitting behind Yu Luying's right?

In other words, I am listening with Yu Luying's ears?

This bold conjecture made Xiao Yao a little excited - how many new features of the magical "symbiosis" are waiting to be discovered?

Xiao Yao closed his eyes and focused, trying his best to get rid of the noise of those noises.

He recalls his childhood self fiddling with the radio, FM 96.8...... It's close! The broken sentences became clear.

"Damn, why could it be Xiao Yao......" A boy with a jealous face joined in.

"In all fairness, Xiao Yao is not ugly, at least he is better than you, I actually aimed at him when I first started school, but he was a little ......dirty"

"Pull him down," the boy said angrily, "Don't you praise the four-eyed boy next door for being handsome?" ”

"Hey, Yu Luying, Yu Luying, do you regret it now? The fishing line is too long and broken, right? It's too late to get it back. ”

"People have already started to act, you don't need to worry about it, they were together after school last week, didn't they still protect him when they took their underwear?"

"This is the love of the little couple, you know an egg."

Yu Luying and Xiao Yao stood up at the same time, the two of them glanced at each other, and sat down together.

"Quiet! Be quiet! The round-faced female squad leader looked around: "Stop chatting, study hard, read early!" ”

No one paid any attention to her, and the atmosphere of the discussion became more lively.

The squad leader gave up the struggle and sat down helplessly.

"Guante! (Modu dialect, "turn off" and "shut up") tap! Suddenly, the "Dragon Brother", who had not said much, roared violently.

The class fell silent in an instant.

Xiao Yao felt a liquid flow out of his eyes, stretched out his finger to wipe his face, and didn't touch anything.

About eight minutes later, Teacher Yao was late with the book in his arms, followed by an expressionless Ouyang Qianqian—presumably he had been interviewed again.

"The first class was temporarily changed to math!"

There were a few low wails in the classroom.

-- Dividing line --

After two long and painful math lessons, Xiao Yao chased Teacher Yao out of the classroom.

"Your clothes are torn." Teacher Yao glanced at him and said in a nonchalant tone.

Xiao Yao looked down at his student shirt in embarrassment, and the stitches under his armpits didn't know when they had collapsed.

"Oh, haha." Xiao Yao subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

Teacher Yao didn't ask Xiao Yao, "What are you looking for me?" and both of them walked into the office as a matter of course.

"Teacher Yao."

There was no one else in the office, and Mr. Yao sat down behind his desk, picked up the enamel teacup, and shook his head and blew.

"Teacher Yao."

"Last week, Yu Luying helped you make up for the class, how was the effect?"

"It's good, I'm confident that I can pass the final exam." Xiao Yao replied in a loud voice.

"Oh? What is each one? Teacher Yao raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway, no more than three." Xiao Yao decided to be conservative.

"Starting today, you stay after school every day, and I'll help you make up for math." After Teacher Yao said this, the preparatory bell for the next class rang: "Let's go to class." ”

"No, no, it's enough for Yu Luying to help me make it up."

"Yu Luying won't help you make up for the class anymore." Teacher Yao said calmly.

"Did she mean it, or did you mean it?" Xiao Yao said.

"Yu Luying won't help you make up for the class anymore." Teacher Yao said with a repeater.

"Why?!"

"You know why." Teacher Yao narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't steal it." Xiao Yao blurted out.

"I believe in you," Teacher Yao's words made Xiao Yao a little surprised: "I myself am willing to believe you." ”

"What ......?"

"But you don't have evidence, people are watching the sky, and I can't afford to block Yoyo's mouth." Teacher Yao sighed: "Let's keep a low profile for a while." ”

"There is this kind of hooligan pervert in the school, I must find him out, not only to restore my innocence, but also for justice." Xiao Yao said loudly: "You are the head teacher, if this kind of thing happens in the class, you are also responsible-"

Teacher Yao glanced up at him, and stopped talking: "It's almost there." ”

"What?" Xiao Yao asked in surprise.

"Yu Luying won't pursue it herself, let's concentrate on preparing for the exam." Teacher Yao sighed again.

"But—"

"Oops, Xiao Yao." While speaking, the teacher who teaches physics walked into the office: "Are you Teacher Yao making trouble again?" You see he's going to lose all his hair. ”

"Don't lift your hair!" Teacher Yao said.

"I didn't ......," Xiao Yao said.

"You've finally turned in your homework recently, but the error rate is a bit high." The physics teacher said.

"Director Wu, you have time to help him correct it." Teacher Yao smiled and said, "Oh, don't have that kind of expression, I'll please masturbate." ”

"Hey, okay, okay, I just have some time now," Director Wu glanced at the labor force on his wrist: "What kind of class are you doing?" ”

"I'll take a look......" Teacher Yao looked at the class schedule sandwiched under the glass plate: "Chinese class, it's okay if this guy doesn't go on." ”

Teacher Yao put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and walked to the door of the office, turned his head to look at Xiao Yao, and wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything and went out.