Not only Xia Ke and Jiang Yu, but almost everyone who was paying attention to their side turned their eyes at the same time.

"Um?"

Gu Zhi was keenly aware of the changes in his surroundings. He turned his gaze away from the phone screen and raised his head. He frankly swept past Xia Ke and landed on Jiang Yu's face.

"What's wrong? What are you doing looking at me with this expression?"

He said everything in his mouth, but looked at Jiang Yuwen with a smile without squinting his eyes.

"Ah? You were talking to us just now, brother Gu?"

Xia Ke, who was the first to understand what he meant, asked.

"Huh? Say what?"

Gu Zhi casually stated that what he said just now was not on the same channel as Xia Ke, and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, then returned to Jiang Yu and smiled.

"What are you doing with such a serious expression? Let me show you something interesting."

He glanced at Jiang Yu meaningfully, and when the class bell rang suddenly, he put his mobile phone screen in front of Jiang Yu, and tapped twice with his fingertips.

"It's really interesting, if you don't believe me, watch it."

Jiang Yu didn't speak, but his eyes still looked down in the direction of his finger.

... His face changed on the spot.

Because it was an article with him and Gu Zhi as the protagonists, and the small theater where he and Gu Zhi were in the Internet cafe last night as the main line, and then added some oil and vinegar to the author's own guesses and private settings.It's made up indiscriminately but with clear logic, making it look like it's real... Love and humanities.

That's right, "love" again.

It was very, very similar to the post he saw the day he first arrived, even a little more extreme.

This time it went directly to "the black-bellied president and the cold-faced little wife."

Said that Jiang Yu looked so arrogant and rebellious, but in the end, Gu Zhi, who was as gentle as jade in their eyes, just yelled and followed him casually. What is this not love?

And they also discovered that Gu Zhi would actually do the operation of overturning the wall and leaving the school to go to the Internet cafe, just to catch Jiang Yu, plus the threat of hiding a knife in a smile, this is not a typical hidden bellyWhat is the behavior of the black president?

Jiang Yu: "..."

Xia Ke looked at him curiously.

Then saw Jiang Yu's face gradually turning green as he went down.

"What did you want to ask me just now?"

Half a minute later, he saw Jiang Yu suddenly throw Gu Zhi's phone back into Gu Zhi's arms with a cold face and ask him.

"Ah, I...I want to ask."

Xia Ke didn't know what was going on between him and Gu Zhi, and while looking back and forth between the two of them, he carefully observed his expression.

"I wanted to ask if you were..."

"Did you go over the wall to an Internet cafe?"

Obviously, he didn't know that his behavior was the same as that of Meng who had been with Jiang Yu all the time. It was a typical stepping on thunder with precision.

Jiang Yu, who just caught off guard and saw himself and Gu Zhi being written a non-existent story about this plot, said: "..."

"...What's the matter with you, why are you asking this?"

After several seconds, he asked angrily with a green face that had gradually turned black.

"Ah, just..."

Xia Ke hesitated to speak and looked down at his mobile phone, then raised his eyes to Jiang Yu.

"Then what, I added you as a friend!"

Xia Ke tapped the phone screen a few times quickly, and turned his head to say it, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yu would directly vent his anger on him if he said it to his face.

Jiang Yu agreed to his friend request with an inexplicable expression.

Then in the next second, a few things that were basically the same as what Gu Zhi showed him just now appeared in his chat box—some things that said that he and Gu Zhi had different humanities and had different relationships with them.A guessing post bar link.

With the insight just now, Jiang Yu didn't even need to click in to see, he could almost imagine what kind of unconstrained descriptive words were in it.

Jiang Yu: "..."

Jiang Yu's gaze unconsciously glanced at the person in the front row who was still looking at him and Gu Zhi and discussing in a low voice from time to time, and his face that had just turned from green to black just now became darker in an instant.

No, are these Nangao people really so idle every day???

There is still time to do these things that are some and some that are not.

Especially the people in Li (1) gossip so much that they don't hide anything.

Jiang Yu was really convinced.

But the pen is held in the hands of others, and the mouth grows on others.

No matter how angry Jiang Yu was, there was nothing he could do.

You can't pull all these people over with great fanfare and beat them up one by one, right?

He's not that great either.

So the last thing Jiang Yu could, and could only do, was to lower his head and pinch his phone with a colder expression, pursed his lips in annoyance, and backhanded all the posts posted by Xia Ke.

Then he threw the phone back into his desk heavily.

This big movement naturally alarmed Hao Yan who had just stepped into the classroom with the lesson plan.

"The one in the last row, what's going on?"

Hao Yan frowned and stared at Jiang Yu without knowing it: "The bell for class has been ringing for a long time, can't you hear it?"

Jiang Yu opened his mouth subconsciously, originally planning to say "I can't hear you, I can't hear you" casually as if he was in No. 7 Middle School, but then he remembered that he no longer needs to rely on these things to arouse Mo XianYu, Jiang Tingzhou, and the others paid attention, and Hao Yan was different from some idiot teachers in No. 7 Middle School—at least the way of punishing people was different, much more ruthless—so she immediately gave her mouth toHe closed it, but still lowered his head and turned the book with cold eyes and did not speak.

After a few seconds, he tilted his head slightly as if he sensed something.

I saw Gu Zhi next to him leaning on the back of the chair, casually embracing his chest with one hand, propping his forehead on the wrist of the other hand, and looking at him with great interest.

What to see!

There was nowhere to vent his anger, Jiang Yu immediately couldn't hold back and gave him a hard look, and cursed silently in his heart.

Looking back extremely unhappy, he was ready to listen to the class seriously.

As a result, he just picked up a pen and prepared to draw notes——

He heard the person next to him say something with a smile in his usual drawn-out tone, as if he had mind-reading skills.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious...Look at my legendary cold-faced little wife."

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