3 Campus Pure Love, III

The homeroom teacher didn't come after the self-study class, and it seemed that because of something, his last class in the afternoon was reversed with the evening self-study.

So when Pei Chu woke up from his sleep, it was already night. On the podium, the head teacher was holding the report card and summarizing the exam.

Mo Huo's position was by the window, and the cool evening breeze blew on his face at this time, blowing away a little of the chaos he struggled out of his dream.

He looked up from the table, yawned with his face propped up, physiological tears secreted from the corners of his eyes, Pei Chu turned his head and saw his current face from the reflection of the window.

He was only seventeen years old.

Unlike the already aged soul inside him, it was the time of youth and immaturity.

The silhouette of the young man in the reflection is sharp and handsome, and it looks very difficult to approach, only when he laughs, his eyebrows stretch, and the deep and gloomy eyes are opened, like the wind blowing a lake, rippling in circles.

Fortunately, the hair is still black.

Thinking of Shi Qi's brightly colored hair, Pei Chu breathed a sigh of relief, casually withdrew his gaze, and looked at the podium in front of him.

The middle-aged man on the stage was still talking, his tone was serious and could not hide his pride, and first announced: "The first grade in this exam is Jiang Xun from our class, there is nothing to say, the score of the whole subject is close to a full score, that is, ten points are deducted from the composition, and there are some partial subjects, Jiang classmate." ”

Someone in the class rolled their eyes, he didn't care, his gaze continued down, and he read out the next name on the transcript: "Bai Lin..."

He frowned, and couldn't help but sigh, "Your grades have dropped a little badly this time, eleven in the grade, although the biochemistry full score, but the total score is eleven... In terms of your abilities, it shouldn't be..."

Bai Lin's face was still pale, and he pursed his lips crampedly when he listened to the results announced by the head teacher, lowered his head slightly, and some long bangs covered his eyes.

Jiang Xun glanced at Bai Lin, his brows furrowed, he opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but perhaps because he was in class, he quickly fell silent again.

Jiang Xun's gaze moved back slightly, looking at Mo Huo who was sitting alone in the back row with his face propped up.

The man was the only student in the class who didn't have a tablemate, and he didn't need it if anyone else didn't want to. His position is like a lonely island, standing out of place in Class A, always separated from everyone by a coast.

Pei Chu noticed his gaze, but when he looked over, Jiang Xun had already turned around, leaving him with only a cold back.

Pei Chu smiled and didn't care, knowing that the current plot point was that Jiang Xun found that behind Bai Lin's declining grades, Mo Huo bullied him, from here on, he will carry out all-round protection for the protagonist, while fighting with the villain, while deepening the relationship with the protagonist.

Pei Chu was thinking about the plot in his mind, and the voice of the head teacher on the stage gradually faded away.

The head teacher pinched the report card, looked at the last name on the list, and rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches.

"The only one in the class who is dragging his feet, Mo Huo..."

"Don't be noisy."

No one responded, and the head teacher looked up and found that the young man who was hanging at the end in every sense of the word was in a fugue, and immediately became angry, and smashed the chalk head in his hand in the form of a precise parabola.

However, the instinct that had been trained in multiple worlds made Pei Chu keenly tilt his head, and a white chalk head fell on his table, smashing out a white chalk print and rolling to the ground.

Pei Chu came back to his senses and looked up, only to see the middle-aged head teacher glaring at him angrily and shouting, "Don't make noise! ”

Pei Chu: "......"

Pei Chu reacted for a moment, and then remembered that Mo Huo was calling himself.

He was silent, and then lazily responded, "Well, yes." ”

His nonchalant appearance obviously angered the man, and the head teacher looked like he wanted to paste the report card directly in his face.

But in the end, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, put down the report card and moved out of the test paper of the students in the class, which was naturally the chemistry paper of the course he taught.

He sneered: "Come up and get the test paper, you don't want to see how many points you scored?" ”

Pei Chu had no stage fright, got up and walked to the podium.

The head teacher's surname is Chen, and he is probably the least noisy of all the teachers, and it is said that he has a very hard background. is a teacher, conscientious and responsible, and is very optimistic about the protagonist by Bai Lin, which can probably be regarded as half of Bai Lin's umbrella.

Pei Chu approached, and the head teacher accurately pulled out Mo Hu's one from the many papers, a brand-new blank test paper, with a lonely zero hanging on it.

The head teacher raised his eyes and said sarcastically: "It's a good painting, it's round and red, I specially painted it for you in the shape of an egg." ”

Pei Chu: "......"

The people around him laughed sullenly, Pei Chu's eyes swept away, and those people were instantly silenced.

Seeing this, the head teacher glared at him again, and warned him again, which was nothing more than something like studying hard and making less trouble.

In the end, he glanced at Bai Lin, frowned and emphasized to Pei Chu: "It doesn't matter if you like to play and make trouble on weekdays, pay attention to proportion, don't disturb and hinder other students' studies, and don't think about revenge or anything after the autumn." ”

What he was hinting at was that Mo Huo was found coming out of the closet at school, probably not long after the start of their sophomore year of high school, Mo Huo had a little boyfriend who was a year lower than him, and the two hid in the equipment room of the gymnasium.

Fortunately, the students in the gymnasium witnessed the picture of Mo Huo pressing a white young man in the corner of the wall, adding another legend to Mo Huan's brilliant resume.

Although the school didn't make it public afterwards, this incident actually made a big fuss internally, and the other protagonist in the incident has been dropped out of school, and Mo Huo had a big quarrel with Mo's father, and there were new cracks in the relationship between father and son.

Therefore, Mo Huo also remembered Bai Lin, who pushed the door at that time, and thought that he was the culprit of everything, so he took revenge on him fiercely.

The corners of Pei Chu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was a little helpless in his heart about always taking the blame for the original owner, and being forced to be recognized as a as a straight man.

But no matter how you say it, I've crossed it so many times, and it's no wonder that I'm used to it.

He answered perfunctorily twice, took the test paper in the head teacher's hand and returned to his seat.

Bai Lin under the podium lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eyes, he watched Mo Huo walk past him nervously.

Although he understood that the head teacher should have seen that something was wrong and wanted to help him, his usual experience made him feel that this might not be useful, and perhaps it would exacerbate the conflict.

But he was used to forbearance, so he only pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Xun discovered his abnormality, and the tip of his pen was written in the sea of questions, but his mouth comforted: "It's going to be fine, don't worry." ”

His words made Bai Lin stunned, and then his thoughts were dissipated by other things, because the head teacher took his and Jiang Xun's test papers and began to let them talk about their own ideas for solving the problem.

The main field of the class was given to two students by the teacher, and various chemical equations and the process of solving problems were written on the blackboard.

Two students have one or several different solutions to the same problem, which are two completely different styles.

Jiang Xun's ideas are often to the point, cleverly solving problems, and unique thinking.

And Bai Lin's views are more comprehensive, and the logic is also very clear, compared with Jiang Xun's one-handed straightforwardness, he knows how to take care of other students' ideas, so that they can understand and understand.

One is calm and arrogant, the other is shy but calm, and the two complement each other to stand on the stage, as if they were born with light.

The teacher in the audience nodded with satisfaction, and the students in the class seemed to have forgotten the subtle unhappiness that happened this afternoon, and listened carefully to Bai Lin's lecture.

Only Pei Chu in the back row held his face boredly and yawned.

The head teacher who caught a glimpse of this scene was furious, rolled up the textbook and walked over and knocked Pei Chu on the head, but Pei Chu did not hide.

The man reprimanded him: "You are embarrassed to desert, look at the questions done by others, and then look at your blank papers, can you reflect a little, be a little ashamed, and listen to people's lectures." ”

He asked Pei Chu to look at the podium, Pei Chu looked over, and Bai Lin subconsciously dodged in the face of his gaze.

Jiang Xun frowned, his body was slightly covered for him without a trace, blocking Pei Chu's sight, he raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Pei Chu coldly.

Yo, this little action of protecting his wife is still okay.

Pei Chu slowly bent a smile, which was full of provocation in Jiang Xun's eyes.

However, in fact, Pei Chu simply glanced at the chemistry question on the blackboard, just like a college student reading a primary school question, and came up with the answer in an instant.

After traveling through so many worlds, Pei Chu has mastered a lot of skills that should not be learned, but of course a chemistry test is not difficult for him, but it is difficult to have any interest.

He pressed the blank test paper on the table, his eyes no longer put pressure on the little couple on the podium, and he was still absent-minded.

The head teacher's angry snort sounded in his ears, probably because he felt that this student really couldn't support the wall, so he walked away with his eyebrows twisted.

So Pei Chu's arm loosened and continued to sleep.