The moment he entered the game room and saw his avatar and ID, Song Yan even thought about which hospital Xia Zhiye would be born in in his next life.

Sitting on the spot, holding the phone, looking at the screen, motionless.

It seems that as long as he doesn't move, time will freeze here, and embarrassment and social death will never come.

However, Xia Zhiye, who was above his head, called out "Song Yan" for some reason.

So Song Yan put down the phone expressionlessly.

Squeeze your neck, move your wrists, and start your warm-up.

He swears that as long as Xia Zhiye dares to say a word that should not be said, the undead of a pure and beautiful male high school student will forever float in the sky above the King's Canyon.

The male high school student didn't know anything about the strong killing intent in the lower bunk, and just asked in a normal tone, "Do you have any chargers?"

Song Yan's movement of turning his wrist stopped.

Then saw a slender white arm hanging down from the upper bunk.

Xia Zhiye leaned out, pinched the edge of the phone loosely with his fingertips, and shook the pitch-black screen facing him twice: "After charging for a long time, it suddenly shuts down automatically, the charger is probably broken, can I borrow yours first? Use it? I just made an appointment with someone else for a hack."

Song Yan lowered his head. In the corner of the bed, Xia Zhiye's head portrait on his phone screen was indeed showing the time to leave.

Really dropped.

And it seemed that Xia Zhiye didn't realize that the person who wanted to cheat with him was himself.

So does it mean that Xia Zhiye's phone was automatically turned off before he entered the game room?

Not impossible.

After all, according to Xia Zhiye's brain, if he really finds out, he might not be able to show off.

Song Yan took a fluke, and pretended to be natural and asked coldly, "Have you and Zhou Ziqiu?"

"No, it's a rich woman with a lot of money and money. She's very cute. As a result, my phone suddenly turned off as soon as I invited him, so can we help you?" Xia Zhiye leaned over and looked down at Song Tired of laughing sloppily and lazily.

Song Yan expressionlessly unplugged his charger from the power strip at the bedside, and threw it on the bunk: "Take it and roll."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward." Xia Zhiye raised his arm casually, caught it easily, and then lay back on the bed.

There was nothing unusual about his expression throughout.

If this is played, then Xia Zhiye might as well go straight to the Oscar.

It seems that God is still kind and can't bear to let Xia Zhiye die at a young age.

Song Yan had a feeling of being dragged back from the brink of crime in time for the rest of her life. With a cold face, she picked up her phone, exited the game, switched accounts, and re-entered the room.

[People are beautiful, rich and rich]: QAQ, how about you, little brother?

[Renmei, Money, Little Rich Woman]: Did something suddenly go offline?

[Ren, beautiful and rich, little rich woman]: Little brother, little brother, are you still there?

[People are beautiful and rich, little rich women]: 嘤

As long as it is shameless enough, the vest can cover it tightly.

After Song Yan sent three messages with a face full of love, he finally understood a truth - a lie often needs thousands of lies to make up for it.

And Xia Zhiye in the upper bunk looked at the three messages and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Some people appear to be a pretty cool brother, but in fact they are a lot of gold and sweet girls. In reality, they say, "Fuck your mother's wild brother". There is a little brother on the Internet. It's really a little girl with two faces.

Fortunately, he responded quickly and had good acting skills. Otherwise, if this was exposed on the spot, Song Yan's thin skin would probably choose to live on another planet.

At that time, when he was beaten as a crippled person, he would lose a lot of money if he never heard Song Yan call his little brother again.

So this vest cannot be dismantled for the time being.

At least they can't be dismantled until they catch up to Song Yan.

Otherwise, if Song Yan changed school in a fit of anger, where would he find such a sweet and sweet boyfriend who liked him wholeheartedly?

But he didn't expect Song Yan to like him so early.

Thinking about it, Song Yan wanted to understand him and couldn't find a place to start, so she put on such a vest.

I didn't even realize it, and I still thought about earning some extra money from the little rich woman to buy gifts for Song Yan.

As a result, after a circle, the wool came out of the sheep.

But that's fine too.

In this way, this washing machine is the first piece of furniture that he and Song Yan bought together. When they get married and buy a house, they can move in directly, which is of great commemorative significance.

Xia Zhiye thought, the smile on his lips deepened.

Then it was estimated that the time to recharge and turn on the phone after the phone was automatically turned off should be almost here, so clicked to prepare again.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I'm sorry, the phone was out of power just now

[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]: It's okay, brother duck, but I suddenly have something to do tonight. If you are in urgent need of money, I will pay you the money from the fifteenth round first, and then transfer the account later, okay?

It looks like someone is about to run away.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: Do you trust me so much?

[People are beautiful and rich and rich women are rich]: Of course↖(^ω^)↗

[Renmei Qian Duo Xiao Rich Woman]: The money has been transferred, I'm going to do my homework first, goodbye brother

After sending the last message, Song Yan went offline quickly, threw away the phone, and lay flat on the bed, with an expression that could directly put the coffin into the coffin.

He decided.

In the future, Xia Zhiye, a big idiot, will find any good sister who he likes to find.

Fuck him.

Anyway, he couldn't put his name in it to help the poor.

Let the last 300 yuan end the relationship between [a rich and beautiful woman] and [a pure and beautiful male high school student] that shouldn't exist.

Xia Zhiye didn't know that he had been sent away by the 300 yuan breakup fee.

It's just that after a few days of inviting a rich woman to play games and being rejected for various reasons, guess that someone is too embarrassed to face reality for the time being.

Just looking at the line on the screen [I have midterm exams recently, my mother doesn't allow me to play games, so my brother doesn't come to me recently]

Xia Zhiye could imagine that someone in the lower bunk said, "Don't fucking come to me", with clenched teeth and red ears.

So he chuckled and replied: [OK]

It's true that the mid-term exam is coming soon, and there will be a sports meeting and a basketball game after the exam, so not only have to be busy with reviewing, but also prepare for basketball training.

Anyway, people are right below him, and he can't run away, and there will be opportunities to call in the future.

And Song Yan was indeed busy reviewing.

He has basically completed the basic content of the second year of high school. In the subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry, except for the last two major questions, he can 100% guarantee that he will not lose points.

However, the faculty and student base of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School are quite poor, and they will not focus systematically on the difficulties and test questions that are used to improve the scores of top-notch students and upper-middle students in each subject test.

I asked the teacher twice, but they only talked about the topic, and there was no clear train of thought and summary.

So Song Yan can basically only rely on himself.

Buying workbooks by yourself, searching for problems on the Internet, doing and revising by yourself, classifying the wrong questions by yourself, and sorting out the error-prone points and problem-solving ideas.

It's just that Song Yan likes quietness, and the classroom is noisy during the day, so she studies in the dormitory alone at night.

In the daytime, listening to the teacher talk about the basic points that he no longer needs to listen to, he keeps getting sleepy.

So Xiaopang and Zhao Ruiwen could only see the back of their head lying on the table every time they turned around, and couldn't help but scold bitterly: "Brother Yan, you can't do this, you are the No. 2 seed in our grade, and you are so degenerate. If we go down, our third middle school will be crushed by the outside world again!"

The No. 2 seed didn't lift his head, and smashed a notebook with his backhand.

Xiaopang nimbly avoided and looked at the No. 1 seeded player next door: "Master Xia, you should take care of him, the last time Liu Yue made such a big noise at the flag-raising ceremony, if he didn't pass the test this time. , Liu Deqing has designated you to trouble you."

Xia Zhiye scribbled the questions quickly, and then asked slowly, "Do you think I can handle him?"

Xiaopang and Zhao Ruiwen thought about the daily routine of Xia Zhiye being beaten every day, and then coaxing people after the beating: "..."

It doesn't seem to be.

"Then what can we do?"

The little fat is worried to death.

Xia Zhiye was sober and cruel: "Why do you, a mathematician with a score of 74, worry about what to do with a mathematician with a score of 148?"

"..."

kill without spilling blood.

Little Fatty: "I'm sorry to disturb you."

So Song Yan slept in the afternoon until the end of school in the afternoon.

Xia Zhiye pushed the purchased dinner in front of him: "We will go to the basketball court after eating for a while, mainly to practice cooperation first."

"Um."

Song Yan deserved to be listless.

When he opened the lunch box, he saw pork liver and celery at a glance, frowned in disgust, and gave Xia Zhiye all his brains.

Xia Zhiye looked at the high stack of hills in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't eat?"

Song Yan just woke up, didn't think much about it, and said "um" coldly: "The taste is too strong, eating it makes me sick."

"..."

So Song Yan doesn't like eating pork liver?

Then why did you order such a big pot of pork liver on the second night of living in the dormitory?

Just as Xia Zhiye was about to ask, someone called out at the door, "Student Xia Zhiye, can I trouble you to come out first?"

The two of them raised their heads when they heard the sound, and found that it was a girl they didn't know very well. She was shy and beautiful, and she was smiling shyly at Xia Zhiye.

Song Yan asked, "Who?"

Xia Zhiye: "I seem to have seen it, but I don't remember it."

"Oh, scumbag."

"?"

As soon as Song Yan saw what the girl was holding in her arms, she guessed what was going on, lowered her head indifferently and continued to eat her dinner.

Out of politeness and self-cultivation, Xia Zhiye had to put down his chopsticks first, got up and walked to the girl: "What's the matter?"

"That..." The girl seemed a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and said in a small voice, "I just heard that your basketball team seems to have resumed training, and there will be games next month, so..."

The girl held the shoebox in both hands and handed it to Xia Zhiye: "I hope you can like it."

The corners of his lips were pursed tightly, his eyebrows drooping slightly.

Actually a very cute girl.

But Xia Zhiye just answered politely and politely: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not appropriate."

The girl hurriedly retorted in a low voice: "It's suitable, I asked Zhou Ziqiu specifically about your shoe size and preferences, and he said..."

"It's not that it's inappropriate." Xia Zhiye swept his eyes from the end of his eyes, glanced at someone who was picking food with disgust in the back of the classroom, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

Then he turned around, "I have already collected other people's shoes."

The tone is rarely serious.

The meaning beyond words is self-evident.

The girl bit her lower lip and asked tentatively, "Is it the one you put in the lost and found that day and couldn't find the owner?"

Xia Zhiye nodded: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the girl immediately showed a bright smile: "That would be great! So please pass this to Song Yan!"

After finishing speaking, he put away the shoe box, and like a conjuration, he took out another light pink delicate gift box from behind and stuffed it into Xia Zhiye's hand, and then ran away without waiting for him to refuse.

While running, he did not forget to announce the good news to his little sister: [Great! Xia Zhiye took the pair of shoes that someone gave him that day! He and Song Yan are not a pair! ! ! We iYAN girls still have a chance! ! ! ]

The rest of Xia Zhiye stood at the door of the classroom holding the gift box that came out of nowhere.

So is he really just a tool man?

Since childhood, Shang Huai and Zhou Ziqiu have helped others deliver gifts to him, and this is the first time he has helped deliver gifts to others.

It seems that their family Song Daxi is indeed very popular.

Xia Zhiye lightly rubbed his posterior molars, feeling as if he had to strike first.