Chapter 133 The red hair behind the purple hair

Wen Yan's class teacher was a Mediterranean man who was in his fifties and wore reading glasses. Everyone in the class privately called him Liu Tuzi. After the school bell rang, he walked into the classroom holding a stack of lesson plans. The class was originallyThe noisy classmates visibly quieted down.

This teacher seems a bit difficult.

Yan Na squeezed into the corner of the seat. There was a book on the table to pretend, and she covered her face with her hair to avoid being discovered. Xu Meng sat next to her, reached out and rubbed her head: "Coward."

Yan Na: "Bah!"

According to Wen Yan's previous habits, he must have slept through the last class in the morning. He accidentally looked to the side and saw Jin Heng, a silly boy sitting upright. He stretched out his hand to push down his head, his voice was lazy.: "Good student, please keep a low profile."

What scumbag student sits as straight as him, for fear that the teacher won't notice?

Wen Yan wore a silver ring on his index finger. When it was pressed against his skin, it felt cold to the touch. Jin Heng moved his neck unconsciously, then lay down on the table and tilted his head to look at him: "Do you have any books?"

Is this stupid kid still reading?

All of Wen Yan's books were placed in the drawer. They were brand new and had not been touched much. He frowned and groped in the drawer for a long time, then lightly threw a mathematics book on Jin Heng's desk: "Take it."

This book has been tucked away in a drawer for a long time, and the pages are wrinkled, but there are no signs of being read. It can be said to be both worn and new.There are some differences between the teaching materials of the vocational high school and the sixth middle school. Jin Heng glanced at the catalog and flipped back page by page, looking serious.

Liu Baldzi unscrewed the cup and took a sip of strong tea, asked the students to open their books, and then began to lecture. Even though there were few people listening, he was still spitting and talking happily.

Jin Heng took out a water-based pen from the drawer, tested to see if there was any ink, and then circled all the key contents in the book according to Liu Tuzi's requirements. Forget about those sitting in front, and he was the only one sitting in the two or three rows of scumbags behind.People are learning.

Wen Yan leaned back lazily on the chair and looked at him for a long time. He thought Jin Heng would say something to him or do something else, but the other person just immersed himself in the lecture and kicked his chair with some dissatisfaction: "Hey——"

Jin Heng raised his head: "Huh?"

Wen Yan said in a bad tone: "Are you here to attend the lecture or what are you here for?"

Could it be that the teachers at No. 6 Middle School couldn't satisfy Jin Heng, so they had to go all the way to a shabby vocational high school to study?

Jin Heng said: "Come to accompany you."

He said this sentence in a normal tone, holding the pen and turning it flexibly on his fingertips twice, without any unnaturalness. The dark and clean pupils clearly reflected Wen Yan's appearance, with a slight smile appearing.

Accompany him?

Wen Yan raised his eyelids, his black and white eyes looked unkind, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do I need you to accompany me?"

Why should I accompany you? I was obviously reading a book the whole time.

Perhaps Wen Yan looked too much like he was looking for trouble. An unknown boy next to him looked over and seemed to be interested: "Hey, who is sitting next to Wen Yan? I haven't seen him before. Is he a new classmate?"

Xu Meng was chewing gum. When he heard this, he said without looking back: "His new little brother is from the sixth middle school."

The boy smiled and looked Jin Heng up and down: "Very good, he is a good student."

Wen Yan lazily put his hand on the chair behind Jin Heng. He was not satisfied with the looks from others. The two brothers wrapped their arms around Jin Heng's neck, pulled him into his arms, and then bullied him like a child.His hair was messed up, and he said with a half-smile: "Good student? Pull him down, his grades are terrible."

This was what Yan Na said at the beginning. She was sitting in the front row drinking water. When she heard this, she choked twice, her face turned red and her neck was thick from coughing, and she was so guilty that she dared not speak.

Jin Heng was forced into Wen Yan's arms that smelled of tobacco. After struggling quietly for a moment, he became quiet again. His head was pressed against Wen Yan's chin, and the other person's strong heartbeat could be heard in his ears, revealing a wordless feeling.The sense of security makes people feel inexplicably reliable.

sense of security?

Jin Heng closed his eyes and clenched his fingertips unconsciously, unable to completely relax for a long time. These three words were so long ago and so unfamiliar to him that it was difficult to adapt to them.

When Jin Heng heard Wen Yan's words, he blinked and said, "My grades are not bad."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. His hair was a darker burgundy color, which was secretly in line with his flamboyant personality. His black diamond earrings shone slightly in the sun. He had a clear jawline, and he was lazy but handsome with an aggressive look.With a mocking tone, he sneered and said, "What you say doesn't count."

After saying that, he let go of Jin Heng, completely unaware that Yan Na had shrunk into a ball in front of her, her back looking weak and helpless.

#Please don’t talk about this topic嘤嘤嘤#

Jin Heng, a person with a mental age of thirty-five, shouldn't be so naive, but seeing Wen Yan's disbelief, he unzipped his schoolbag and gently placed the fresh transcript in front of him.

Wen Yan slowly lowered his eyes: "What is this?"

Jin Heng: "Monthly exam report card."

Although Wen Yan's grades were not good, he still knew the characters. He looked at the top grade ranking list. The first place was Jin Heng. The answer sheets below showed almost perfect scores: "..."

Wen Yan picked it up and looked at it in the light. He found that there was no trace of modification and it didn't look like a forgery. He hissed: "...Didn't Yan Na say that your grades are terrible?"

So bad that he ranks first in grade?

When Xu Meng heard them talking, he immediately became interested and took the report card from Wen Yan's hand with his backhand: "Huh? Which grade is number one? Are your monthly exam results out?"

The last sentence is for Yan Na.

Yan Na was ranked thirty-second from the bottom in the whole grade and fifth from the bottom in the class. She did not dare to say a word: "..."

Xu Meng took a rough look at the ranking list, and when he saw Jin Heng at first sight, he exclaimed, "F*ck". Then he continued to look down, his eyes were blinded and he didn't notice Yan Na, and finally turned over.Discovered her ranking: "Fuck me."

Xu Meng doubted life: "Did you drink your brain during the exam?"

Yan Na became angry and said, "Go away, no matter how bad you are, it's still better than your zero-element test."

Uncle, don't laugh at your second uncle.

Wen Yan couldn't stop laughing. He stretched out his long legs and put his hands on Jin Heng's shoulders. With the encouragement from his elder brother to his younger brother: "It's good. Keep up the good work and keep up the good work."

Jin Heng looked sideways at him and smiled, teasing and sure-footed like a cat and mouse: "Then is there any reward if I pass the exam?"

Wen Yan didn't think much: "What do you want?"

Jin Heng leaned slightly closer to Wen Yan's ear. This action seemed to be to whisper or to avoid the teacher. The warm breath slowly poured on his neck, which was ambiguous and sultry, making Wen Yan's tail vertebra suddenly tremble.An inexplicable itching arose, and my scalp became numb.

Jin Heng said: "I think..."

Wen Yan pricked up his ears.

Jin Heng's voice was low and he asked with a smile: "Will you agree to whatever I want?"

Wen Yan thought about what Jin Heng wanted: "Speak first."

Jin Heng said, "I'll tell you later tonight."

He seemed to be deliberately titillating. After speaking, he slowly sat upright again, with a calm and serious look on his face. He lowered his head and continued writing notes, as if nothing had happened just now.

Wen Yan: "..."

grass.

Liu Baldzi finished explaining the problem-solving formula for the new unit on the podium, took a breath, and then wrote a question on the blackboard. His eyes swept across the class, and finally settled on the last row. He held his reading glasses and glanced at the seats.The name on the table: "Xu Meng...his name is Xu Meng, right? Come up and write this question."

"puff"

There was a muffled laughter from the next few rows, and it was obvious that they were friends.

Xu Meng didn't expect that he would be slapped so hard on his back. He stood up from his seat without even having to go to the podium to read the question: "Teacher, I don't know how."

Liu Baldzi guessed it. There were only a few people in the back rows listening, and his voice was deep: "You must be honest. If you don't know how, just stand."

Yan Na, who was laughing next to her, was almost crying. However, before she could find paper to wipe it with, she heard Liu Tuzi say: "The girl next to him, come up and solve this problem."

Yan Na: "?!!"

Now the laughter around her became more obvious. Yan Na hesitated and had no choice but to get up. She stared at the question on the blackboard for a long time, and finally determined that she didn't know how to do it. She whispered: "Teacher, this questionI do not understand……"

Liu Baldzi: "Stand."

Wen Yan was gloating from behind, and Jin Heng couldn't help but glance at him. For the first time, he thought he was stupid, and reminded him aloud: "You seem to be next."

Wen Yan choked and couldn't laugh anymore, because Liu Baldzi really clicked him: "The red hair behind the purple hair, stand up, have you calculated how much this question equals?"

The purple hair, the red hair in the back??!

When Wen Yan heard him say that he had red hair, his eyelids twitched. He pulled out his chair and stood up. He felt a sense of aboveboardness. He was about to say that he didn't know it, but he heard Jin Heng whisper: "The answer is 7.""

Wen Yan glanced at him and said to Liu Bald, "...7."

Liu Baldzi probably didn't expect that he actually figured it out. He adjusted his glasses slightly in surprise and tapped the pointer on another question on the blackboard: "What about this question?"

Jin Heng acted as a dog-headed strategist beside him: "The root number is 3."

Wen Yan: "Root number 3."

Baldy Liu nodded, finally satisfied: "Well, sit down."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, wondering if Jin Heng was really a top student?

Liu Baldzi rarely clicked on people in the back row because he couldn't answer those thorny hairs. It was Xu Meng and Wen Yanran's hair that was too eye-catching. One had a purple head and the other had a red head. Sitting close to each other, he looked at it.Upset.

Xu Meng stood in front and muttered: "He is just jealous that we have more hair."

Wen Yan did not ride a motorcycle today. When everyone dispersed in the evening and went back to their respective homes, he walked with Jin Heng. The weather was sultry at night and he was sweating all over. The wind only became cooler when the wind blew.

Wen Yan held a cigarette in his mouth and lit it skillfully with a lighter. Thinking of what Jin Heng said about rewards today, he paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want?"

Jin Heng walked quietly beside him: "What?"

Wen Yan: "Don't pretend to be stupid."

Hearing this, Jin Heng paused and smiled inexplicably. Seeing pedestrians on the road, he pulled Wen Yan into an alley aside so as not to block the road. The shadows at the corner became their best cover.

Jin Heng invisibly forced Wen Yan into the corner. Although his slender figure was thin, he still had a heart-wrenching feeling. It was obviously the first time that Wen Yan was blocked in this way, and he felt a little nervous.Weird: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Jin Heng chuckled: "I want to ask you a question first."

Wen Yan raised his eyelids: "Ask."

He always looked so unruly and rebellious, so much so that for a moment, Jin Heng actually missed the feeling of pressing him on the bed and fucking him hard in his previous life. His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, whether it was bone or skin, flesh or...Blood is as addictive as poppies...

Jin Heng was not actually a patient person. He lowered his eyes and approached Wen Yan: "How have I performed during this period?"

He pointed out that when the younger brother becomes a full-time employee.