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"Okay."
Zhuo Shu coughed twice, cleared his throat, showed a magnetic and pleasant voice, and asked with private goods: "You just said that no matter whether it is good or bad, poor or healthy, you will love me to death. Then you can promise. Me, no matter what mistakes you make, won't you tug at my ears until I die?"
Shocked: Why did he suddenly speak Chinese? We don't understand!
Zhuo Shu smiled triumphantly. On such an occasion, he would give some face and promise, and the days to come will be better.
"I promise you." Ying Tongchen said.
Zhuo Shu secretly clenched his fist: yes!
I heard Ying Tongchen ask again, "Then will you always love me and listen to my words?"
"Of course." He still gave this face.
Ying Tongchen smiled: "Then I want to see you pulling your ears, will you be obedient?"
Zhuoshu: _(:ะท"โ )_
It is impossible to guard against it!
For a long time, Zhuo Shu cried and said, "Forget it, you should come. I don't know how to do this kind of technology."
Chapter 80
The class bell rang, and the students scrambled to get back to the classroom.
"Be quiet."
The boy sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom was flipping through the book, looking attentively, and keeping his head up in control of discipline, "Whoever speaks again will remember his name."
The girls hurriedly sat down, but the boys in the back row didn't care, laughing and cursing behind their backs.
"Bah, dead nerd."
"Who will you dress for all day long, and you'll tell the teacher."
"Girls are blind and mindless, they only like his face."
"Don't say that, he has good grades too."
"There is money at home..."
Several people murmured, seeing the figure of the head teacher outside the window, pretending to open the book, and seeing a boy behind him, he couldn't help but become curious.
"Everyone, be quiet, there is a new student in our class today, let's take care of it." The head teacher led the boy into the classroom, stood on the podium and knocked on the table, then turned to look at the boy, "You give it to everyone. Introduce yourself."
Zhuo Shu raised his head from the page, and his eyes fell on the boy on the podium, who was wearing long pants and short sleeves, and hadn't received his school uniform yet.
Carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, he is thin and bony, his expression is indifferent, his skin is quite white, and his hair is a little long, almost covering his eyes.
He glanced at it, lowered his head and continued reading, and then heard the boy say, "I'm Ying Tongchen."
He said it without emotion, like a repeater with no emotion.
"Zhuo Shu, clean up the empty table at the back and give the new students a seat." After the class teacher finished speaking, he said to Ying Tongchen with a smile, "Go and sit there, we are going to class soon."
Ying Tongchen raised his eyes and bumped into the boy in the penultimate row. There were two stacks of books stacked high on the boy's table.
He knew that many disobedient boys would pile their "rubbish" on an empty table and forcibly occupy a seat, and he didn't know if the table was clean.
Everyone's eyes followed him back, and the girls were secretly excited.
Then, Ying Tongchen saw the impatient boy, and impatiently took out two large English-Chinese dictionaries from the table, a set of textbooks with complete solutions, and simulated real exam papers for the provincial college entrance examinations...
A table full of fucking data exercises.
And while the impatient boy was arranging, he also showed an old mother's reluctance to give up, his degree of madness can be seen.
After Ying Tongchen sat down, he smelled a faint smell of sea salt water.
He was a little puzzled, bent down and looked at the belly of the table, and took out a bottle of expensive aromatherapy from it.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot about this." Zhuo Shu took the aromatherapy back from his surprised gaze.
At this time, Zhuo Shu's deskmate who had been sleeping woke up. Seeing him dumbfounded, he explained, "This table is Zhuo Shu's second home. It's well-decorated. No one is allowed to approach it normally."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
God's fucking second home, there is a group of materials living at home, do you still need to use aromatherapy! Do you want to relax with a pair of slippers?
"Are you new here?" the tablemate said friendly, "My name is Zhen Mingxin, his name is Zhuo Shu, what's your name?"
Ying Tongchen just wanted to answer, but saw that Zhuo Shu leaned back imperceptibly, and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.
His face sank: "I just introduced it on the podium."
Zhen Mingxin scratched his head: "I was sleeping, I didn't hear it."
"Should be in the same dust."
After he said his name, he looked at Zhuo Shu, and as expected, he saw that the other party pretended that nothing happened and sat up straight again.
Ying Tongchen: "..." Don't you have ears?
Zhen Mingxin held up a book and blocked it in front of him. He turned around and whispered to him, asking how old he was, how tall he was, and which school he was in before.
It's just a small speaker, Ying Tongchen didn't want to answer, until the last time he couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted: "Shut up!"
The head teacher who was lecturing raised his head: "Huh? New classmate, you are very individual. No one has dared to confront me for a long time. Stand up and talk."
"..."
In the first class of the transfer, Ying Tongchen was sentenced to stand.
And it wasn't over yet, he looked down at the two people at the table in front of him, Zhen Mingxin pretended to be asleep, and Zhuo Shu was making a fair recordโ
In math class, Zhen Mingxin and Ying Tongchen spoke, and xx, xx and xxx gathered to speak.
Ying Tongchen: "..."
Poisonous, are you poisonous?
After class, many classmates gathered around, and you looked at me and asked about his situation. Ying Tongchen said a few words and ran to the toilet.
He hid in the toilet to smoke, and when the class bell rang, the people outside gradually dispersed.