After arguing with people on the forum, Song Yu simply turned off her phone and no longer paid attention to the gossip.
Once the matter was done, he would leave without a trace.
He was still stuck on the reading comprehension question in class. He didn't know whether to choose B or D.
After thinking for a while, he put down his pen. Why was he so conflicted? Wasn't there a straight-A student living downstairs?
Thinking of this, Song Yu put away his pen and paper and ran downstairs.
In the room, Xie Sui was answering a phone call.
The young man sat on the chair and tapped the table. He said casually, "Send the video to the police station. As for the photos and diagnosis, why send them to me? Send them to his family."
The person on the other side of the phone said something.
Xie Sui looked down and listened expressionlessly. Then she pressed the button to hang up.
There was a rapid knock on the door.
Xie Sui could guess who it was. She looked up and looked in the direction of the door. This kid didn't sleep at noon. Was he planning to sleep in three classes in the afternoon?
Song Yu knocked for a long time before Xie Sui finally opened the door. His mind was filled with the words "neutral" and "criticize".
When he saw Xie Sui open the door, his eyes lit up.
When he met his dark and cold eyes, he was stunned and said directly, "I'll study with you."
Xie Sui held the door handle and smiled.
"There's no need to study mathematics."
Song Yu: "… English. Let me in and sit down first. It's so hot. "
Xie Sui felt that she was really patient with Song Yu.
In his previous life, no one dared to talk to him like this.
He was known for being cold and ruthless. Countless socialites flocked to him, but they didn't dare to set foot on his private territory.
Xie Sui let him in and said lightly.
"Don't ask me about the words you can find in the dictionary."
Song Yu: "…"
Then I only need my phone. What's the use of you?
The rooms in the teachers' apartment were similar. Song Yu sat on the sofa in the living room and did his homework.
Xie Sui didn't enter the bedroom either. She just stayed by his side, reading a book and accompanying him.
Doing homework alone was a completely different feeling from doing it with two people.
Anyway, for Song Yu, with Xie Sui by his side, he had less time to slack off.
After finishing the two questions, Song Yu checked the answers. His accuracy was 50%!
He was really a genius, and he was still so good at rewriting English papers after such a long time.
He praised himself in his heart.
Song Yu happily picked up the water on the table and took a sip. Then he looked in the direction of Xie Sui and asked curiously, "Why do I find that you are either sleeping in class or playing with your mobile phone after class? You don't pay attention to your studies at all."
Xie Sui turned a page and said calmly, "It's probably because high school studies are not worth my attention."
Song Yu gulped down a mouthful of water and put down the cup heavily.
"Oh."
Heh, look at how powerful you are.
Song Yu threw himself into the sea of English with the anger of a bad student.
It was the last question of the cloze test.
Song Yu was stuck on a word for a long time.
It was the kind of word that couldn't be more familiar.
He knew clearly that he knew the word and could figure it out without relying on his mobile phone. However, his mind was blank for a while.
Xie Sui looked at the time and said, "Class is about to start."
Song Yu didn't even raise his head. "Wait, I still have one question. Don't quarrel. I'll finish it right away."
Xie Sui raised her eyebrows and didn't rush him. She put down the book in her hand and went to pour him a glass of water.
Five minutes passed in an instant. Song Yu still didn't move his pen. His brows were tightly knitted. It was the familiar feeling of gnashing his teeth and fighting.
This child always did questions as if he was fighting.
Xie Sui came over and was about to put the cup down.
Song Yu finally gave up and said weakly, "Husband."
Xie Sui was stunned.
She didn't put the cup down properly and the water splashed onto her fingertips.
Song Yu gritted his teeth. "Do you remember what 'husband' means? I think I know it, but I just can't remember. "
Xie Sui paused for a few seconds and suddenly laughed softly. Then she asked, "What? I didn't hear it clearly. Say it again. "
Song Yu was about to die of anger. "Husband, do you understand? What does it mean?"
Xie Sui smiled. "Slow down."
“husband！ h，u，s，b，a，n，d!”
Xie Sui finally stopped teasing him and stopped teasing him.
She sat next to Song Yu and pulled over the exercise book.
"Let me look at the question."
Song Yu was stunned. He was so angry that he slammed the table. "What does it mean? I want you to tell me what it means! "
Xie Sui took his pen and pointed to the question, ignoring his incompetence and anger.
"Husband means husband, husband. But here, it's Mrs. Green calling her lover. It won't be so formal. So you should choose C, darling. "
He tilted his head and looked at Song Yu with a smile. His voice was low and pleasant.
"Darling."
Darling.
Xie Sui's voice was cold, but there was a smile and gentleness in those three words. It made one's scalp tingle.
However, Song Yu was too straightforward. He only had one reaction. He was confused and angry. "So I wasted so much time thinking about the meaning of 'husband'. It's still not the correct answer?"
"…"
Xie Sui looked at him deeply and put down the pen.
Her tone was cold. "Yes."
He should have asked him to look up the dictionary just now.
As Xie Sui expected, Song Yu slept through a language class in the afternoon.
It was already sleepy in September. When the language teacher started to read the text aloud, Song Yu felt that his eyelids were fighting.
The language teacher was a middle-aged man who was full of emotions. When he recited the poem, he was full of emotions. His hands were waving along with the poem. "Traveling with a hundred companions, reminiscing about the past, the years are thick. Coincidentally, you are young and in your prime …" However, his tone was too slow. Towards the end, Song Yu's head was about to hit the table.
Bang. A slight pain woke him up for a moment.
He had set himself up as a top student. The burden of being an idol was too heavy for Song Yu.
He shook his head and pulled Xie Sui's sleeve. "Pinch me. Don't let me sleep. I want to listen to the class."
After saying that, he stretched out his arm.
He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. His exposed hand was white and tender. It was obvious that he had lived like a prince for a long time.
She didn't know where his strength came from when he hit someone.
Xie Sui looked down and said lightly, "Pinch yourself."
Song Yu was dumbfounded and gave a genius suggestion. "I can't hit myself too hard. Why don't you stretch out your hand and let me pinch it?"
Xie Sui was so angry that she laughed.
He pinched someone else's hand to wake himself up. He was really smart.
"In your dreams."
They got along more and more casually. Song Yu didn't notice anything wrong. Knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only find another way out. He turned around and said to Ma Xiaoding, who was especially active in the language class, "Hurry up and pinch me. I want to sleep."
Ma Xiaoding was immersed in the sea of poetry. When she heard him, she didn't understand. "Brother Yu, what do you want me to do?"
Xie Sui had already grabbed Song Yu's hand and pulled him back.
"Sleep. I'll call you when I get to the point."
Song Yu's eyes were wide open. He was so sleepy that he cried. His eyes looked especially clear and confused.
"Don't. This isn't appropriate. I want a man who gets full marks in his studies."
His tone was still so annoying.
Xie Sui: "The next lesson is physics. If you don't sleep now, do you want to sleep later?"
Physics and language.
If he didn't listen to the former, he would probably be stupid for three years.
In contrast, Song Yu obediently shut up and fell asleep on the table.
Their place was simply a VIP area for underachievers. They leaned against the window, had the wind as a hypnotic, and also had the teacher's voice as a lullaby. Not long after, Song Yu fell into a deep sleep.
In fact, this place had been receiving a lot of attention.
On the forum, there were posts about Brother Yu's real identity for a long time. However, the person involved didn't say anything, so it didn't blow up.
The trolls all agreed that Yu Mou was an ugly, short, and pretentious loser in real life. It was impossible for her to match up with Song Yu. Those fujoshis must have had a screw loose in their heads. They were blindly matching her.
The girls were divided into two groups. On the forum, Xie Sui's girlfriend fans still made up the majority. When they heard that they were deskmates, they were so angry that they vomited blood. They insisted that they didn't believe it. These two people couldn't be related!
The rest of the shippers were as happy as immortals. The comments flew as if it was the New Year.
Their attitude on the forum was as hateful as beating drums and gongs in front of someone's funeral.
For example, the analysis of an immortal post owner.
"F * ck! I'm so happy! Song Yu, SY, Xie Sui, XS. Both of their names have an S in it. What does it mean — it means that it's true! As for the remaining XY, are you familiar with it? It's the XY axis that is interspersed in the mathematics textbook and never separates. What does it mean — it means that no matter how long the future lasts, the origin will always be the same. They're a match made in heaven. Don't you understand? "
Others.
“.....”
"… Amazing."
“6666666666”
"Damn, you guys can really translate everything into flowers."
"Don't you understand? Hahahahaha, I understand."
Of course, their actions on the forum were only on the Internet.
In real life, even if the girls in the class believed that Song Yu was Brother Yu, they didn't dare to say much.
After all, Song Yu's scumbag temperament on the forum was too obvious. At first glance, they could tell that he was arrogant and domineering. They were afraid.
Before the truth came out, they chose to observe in secret.
But the more they observed, the more they felt that it was God's arrangement for these two to be deskmates.
The first physics class in high school.
Song Yu brought out 120% of her spirit. Her back was straight and she looked refreshed.
Xie Sui opened her physics textbook, tilted her head, and said, "I'll take a nap first. Knock on my desk and wake me up in the next PE class."
Song Yu: "??? You're sleeping in physics class! "
Xie Sui nodded.
Song Yu was shocked. "Did you sleep very late last night?"
Xie Sui smiled and said, "It's okay."
The matter of Zhu Zhixing's family wasn't enough to waste his energy. He paid more attention to the Wang family.
Song Yu showed no signs of remorse for sleeping in the language class. When he lectured the others, he said, "This won't do. Let me tell you, if you sleep in the first physics class, you won't be able to understand the rest. Do you know how many people fail in physics every year? Hey."
Xie Sui ignored him.
He leaned on the desk and closed his eyes.
His thick and long eyelashes covered his face.
When Xie Sui closed his eyes, he lost his mysterious aura and looked tired and weak.
Song Yu looked at his sleeping face and was stunned. He stopped talking and muttered softly, "How can he sleep so much?"
Xie Sui, who hadn't slept yet, heard his words. His eyelashes fluttered slightly and he found it funny.
He wasn't a sleepy person. In fact, it was the opposite. In his previous life, he was used to insomnia. For a long time, he only closed his eyes for two to three hours a day. Moreover, he was a light sleeper. He could wake up at the slightest sound.
When he was 15 years old, he realized that he could always fall asleep with Song Yu by his side.
It was amazing.
Wang Ci didn't come to class for the whole day. This was a good thing for Song Yu. The stupid things Wang Ci did to Xie Sui in the original novel were enough to disgust him.
The last class was physical education.
Song Yu tidied up his things, took out his phone, and planned to go to class.
Beep.
A message from a stranger popped up on his phone.
The words were full of malice.
[Do you think that if Xie Sui's mother's affairs were exposed, so many people would still chase after him and call him God Xie? A son of a bitch.]
[If I want something, I won't give it to others even if it's destroyed. Fight with me? I'll destroy everything he has and drag him to hell. See who he'll beg then.]
Song Yu's eyes were cold when he saw this. His smile was also cold.
He was wrong.
Idiots were everywhere.
Song Yu replied to him.
[You do it.]
[Let's see who destroys who in the end:)]
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