Lu Yuling met two pairs of anxious eyes, and laboriously dug Xiao Jia out of the corner of his memory.

He is a man who pays little attention to the people around him, because his controlling mother and weak father are enough to keep him busy.

He was thankful for Momothy Bai for helping him share some of his mother's insane desire for control.

Huang Minjia turned around when he was a sophomore in high school, and he started to compete in his freshman year of high school, although his name was hung on the name of class 6, he spent more time in the competition class.

Soon after the start of the school year, he was not busy with the competition, so he went back to his original classroom to study.

In a self-study class, Zhao Yashu led a very innocent-looking girl in, the boys sitting around him sighed for a while, Zhou Yun next to him didn't forget to poke him with his hand and poke him who was still brushing the question, he raised his eyes and glanced at Huang Minjia, who was wearing a school uniform and smiling sweetly.

She became his front desk, she was very poor in physics, and often came to him to talk to him on physics problems.

Lu Yuling glanced at the questions that he knew every time, pointed to Zhou Yun beside him, and got up to do homework in the empty classroom specially reserved for the competition students.

Huang Minjia is a lively and cheerful girl, she quickly got together in the second and sixth classes of high school, and everyone liked her very much and was willing to associate with her.

Several girls saw that she had a good impression of Lu Yuling, so they encouraged her to write love letters to Lu Yuling.

She wanted to be brave at this age, she wrote, came early in the morning for self-study, and stuffed the letter into the meticulously organized desk.

Lu Yuling came in every time with the bell of morning self-study, she smelled the breeze he walked through and she brought up, and the ignorant love unique to adolescence grew wildly.

She was nervous and expectant, scared and excited.

But this love letter brought her eternal pain in this life.

When Lu Yuling took the English book, he turned out the letter, and Zhou Yun, who was beside him, had sharp eyes, saw the word "good" on the outside of the envelope, and winked at him.

Huang Minjia, who was sitting in front of him, seemed to notice his actions, and leaned on the table in shame, she didn't bother to read boring English words, she reached out to cover her reddened ears, and her heart was about to lose balance.

Lu Yuling stood up and ruthlessly threw the letter into the trash can in front of the whole class.

He was very skillful in this matter, and since he was a child, he has received not eight thousand but seven thousand love letters.

As soon as the English teacher walked out of the classroom, the students in the class turned their heads one after another and sighed at Huang Minjia, who was blushing.

Huang Minjia had already realized that her mind had failed, she lay on the table and didn't dare to get up for a long time.

Zhou Yun looked at the girl he liked in front of him, and he felt distressed, he hit Lu Yuling with his elbow and said, "Do you want to be so cold-blooded?" ”

"Get out." Lu Yuling opened the page of words to be dictated and read it.

"Someone will cure you!" Zhou Yun saw that he was wiped by Lu Yuling, so he crooked his mouth angrily, and subconsciously cursed Lu Yuling.

Bai Momo stopped Lu Yuling at noon that day, she fell in love with Wang Chuanhu, and the competition award that Lu Yuling won in the first half of the year had just been handed out, which made Zhao Yashu show off in school for a while, and she was in a very good mood, which made her life better.

Bai Momo, who rarely showed a timid look, didn't dare to raise his head under Lu Yuling's frowning gaze, and his voice was as small as a mosquito, "Some people say, Huang Minjia still wants to stuff you with love letters." ”

"Trouble." Lu Yuling's brows deepened.

"Do you want me to help you with that?" Bai Momo raised her head and looked at Lu Yuling with some flattery, she kept the most popular Qi bangs among female students, this week she seemed to have just been cut, and her round eyes like a fawn were unexpectedly harmonious under the dull Qi bangs.

Lu Yuling didn't answer, he bypassed Bai Momo, walked straight to his seat, picked up the badminton racket bag hanging next to the desk, and went to find someone to play badminton.

A new race began, and he was busy again.

He is not a gifted student, he just carries Zhao Yashu's expectations and is the result of pulling seedlings to help him grow.

He met a lot of talented students at Sioux No. 1 Middle School, and he found that they really only needed to know a formula to solve all the problems.

He could only practice harder, swiped an exercise book, the classes of the expert professors filled his rest time, and he slept very shortly, sometimes only three or four hours a day.

He made himself the pride of Zhao Yashu, thus reducing Zhao Yashu's desire to control him.

Sometimes he thinks that his mother must have wanted to be a successful educator, and that she would like to spend her spare time as a rich wife and enjoy the life of a 6-to-10 high school teacher.

She always sees the best of a group of students at a glance, cultivates them, and cultivates them to become the students she wants.

He, her only son, was actually not in her eyes at first, so she always wanted to have a second child, but she accidentally miscarried and she could never have children again.

A seedling that was not favored was pushed onto the stage of expectations.

He understood when he was very young that his mother's love for him was conditional, and he needed to be the first in everything and excel in everything, and he did it, and his mother loved him very much.

But he was very empty, he hated his mother like this, but as he grew older, he found that he was no different from his mother.

The two cats in the neighborhood were his first control items, and he let the two cats connect with him through the canned meat he secretly bought, and as long as he passed all the way, the two cats would run out excitedly, the first few times they were running for the canned meat in his pocket, and the back was running for the canned meat that didn't exist in his pocket.

He saw in his junior high school biology book that the name of this behavior was called conditioning.

Very simple biological knowledge.

He began to apply it to people.

White foam is the second sample.

At first, he didn't have any ill intentions, he just sympathized that Bai Momo would be the next him, he would have thought that she would follow his mother's planned route and become the best in Su City No. 1 Middle School.

She just showed that this is indeed the case, she is very smart, she tries her best to grab the big tree of the Lu family to get rid of her bad growth environment, like a plant that suddenly sees light, growing in the direction of the sun crazy.

Lu Yuling knows very well that he has an unavoidable attraction for ordinary girls, and for girls like Bai Momo who want to change their fate, his attraction is even stronger.

He was accustomed to seeing well-dressed and beautiful city girls, but Bai Momo was like a stubborn stone, squeezing himself into the narrow mussel meat, grinding hard, trying to turn into an incomparably shining pearl.

He found that White Moth was more interesting than him, that she would grow upwards as his mother wanted, but secretly put down roots to find a stronger soil for herself.

At first, he thought that the soil would be Wang Chuanhu who had a holiday with him, but later he learned that Bai Momo was really Xiang Zhuang's sword dance intended for Pei Gong.

He is that Pei Gong.

Okay, so let's change to a big one for conditioning.

Huang Jiamin, as she herself described, was bullied by Bai Momo, and Lu Yuling bumped into the scene of the two arguing.

He didn't have to be a good person.

Zhao Yashu didn't ask him to be a good person.

He didn't stop bullying again and again, he was an indifferent bystander, to be spurned by good people.