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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 97:"

weight="139833"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

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Mu Yang came to the school early in the morning, and when Wen Yantong pinched him, he found that he was sitting in a position reading a book.

Wen Yantong was shocked.

She had never seen such a studious Mu Yang.

Is it true that things are starting to do this now in order to win her?

Wen Yantong passed by him and saw that he had one foot on the outside of the table, so he pretended to walk over by accident, leaving a half-footprint on his shoes.

After Mu Yang felt it, he just raised his head and glanced at her, but there was no response, and he lowered his head to read.

Wen Yantong's eyes widened in surprise, and immediately ran to the seat and sat down, approaching Fu Zixian and said in a low voice, "Is something wrong with Mu Xingyi's house?"

Hearing that Fu Zixian looked at Mu Yang's back, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "Nothing."

He also discovered that Mu Yang is very active today. After he sat down, he began to read books, his head barely raised.

"This is not normal." Wen Yantong frowned slightly.

Mu Yang seemed to read the book extremely seriously, and he didn't hear Wen Yantong and Fu Zixian's discussion. Throughout the morning, he was very quiet, and even Li Boyuan expressed surprise.

Wen Yantong couldn't stand it, walked to him, and patted him on the shoulder, "Master Mu, going to eat?"

Mu Yang shook his head slightly, "You go first, I'll wait a moment."

Wen Yantong was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Fu Zixian.

Fu Zixian also persuaded, "Eat first, and read the book after you fill your stomach."

Mu Yang seemed to be in low spirits and didn't respond any more, but lowered his head to continue reading.

At first, Wen Yantong thought that Mu Yang was suddenly outraged, and regretted the time wasted in class. Now he knows how to study. Or the desire to win her is too strong.

But a closer look revealed that something was wrong.

The book that Mu Yang read didn't turn a page.

When he came in the morning, Wen Yantong took a quick look at his book and found that it was an arithmetic problem book with three or four questions on one page.

Mu Yang stared at him like this all morning, but he didn't solve a problem, so he didn't turn the page.

Wen Yantong knocked on the side and said, "Some questions still need someone to help answer them. If you think about it, you can't think of an answer even if you want to break your head."

Mu Yang thoughtfully, "That's what I said."

Wen Yantong said in a convenient way, "Then if you have any questions in your heart, we, as your friends, will definitely help you answer them."

Fu Zixian nodded.

A hesitant look appeared on Mu Yang's face, his index finger tapped lightly on the writing, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he closed his book and stood up.

Before Wen Yantong could speak, he grabbed Wen Yantong's arm and said, "Come with me, I want to ask you something."

What he meant was obviously that he just wanted to tell Wen Yantong alone. Fu Zixian watched the two leave, and then sat down in Mu Yang's position.

Mu Yang stared at the book for the whole morning, and was stunned that none of the questions had been solved, and there was a mess of ink stains on the papyrus next to him.

Fu Zixian's gaze fell on the writing, and he looked at the question aside, then drew a piece of new paper, and started to solve the problem.

And God Mu Yang babbled Wen Yantong out of the school, walked a long way to the side, and then slowly stopped.

Wen Yantong was rare and serious, and said concerned, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mu Yang hesitated to speak again. There was indeed something in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak. After a stalemate, he had to sigh.

When Wen Yantong saw that he was very sad, he was a little inexplicable for a while.

What is it that can make Mu Yang this iron sorrow like this?

"You mean." Wen Yantong patted his stomach, "I'm still waiting to eat, I'm so hungry."

Mu Yang stubbornly said, "Fu, Fu Zixian..."

"What's wrong with Fu Zixian?" Wen Yantong asked.

"He has lived in the Mu's Mansion for the past two days." Mu Yang whispered.

"Then you should be happy, didn't you expect him to live in your house?" Wen Yantong said.

"I always want to practice arrows with him..." Mu Yang said again.

Wen Yantong still didn't hear anything, and asked in confusion, "So? I know, you have always wanted to practice arrows with him. What's wrong?"

Mu Yang sighed again, and then said, "I have to review the test, there is not much time left."

She understood now, and said in surprise, "So you think Fu Zixian lives in your pastoral mansion and takes up your time. You can't calm down and study?"

Mu Yang nodded, and then shook his head, "It's not taking up my time, but he is in the Mu's Mansion. I can't help but go and play with him."

Wen Yantong was a little speechless, "You are already an adult, you are eighteen, can't you improve your self-control? Fu Zixian is the blame for this matter?"

Mu Yang said anxiously, "I don't blame him, I blame my own lack of self-control, but I can't change it for a while, so is there a way to let him go home temporarily?"

Wen Yantong was lost in thought.

The current situation is that Fu Zixian lives in the Mufu, but Mu Yang wants to learn and because he can't help playing with Fu Zixian, he has been thinking about ways to let Fu Zixian go home all morning in order to let him learn.

I can't say it directly, because it's really rare for Fu Zixian to live with Mu Yang, and Mu Yang couldn't let Fu Zixian think that he was driving him away.

But Mu Yang's stupid head thought about it all morning and didn't think of anything, so he came to her for help now.

Wen Yantong thought about it for a moment, and realized that Mu Yang is now her competitor in a certain way, and she is not kind enough to help the competitor.

Fu Zixian's living in the Mu Mansion made Mu Yang couldn't help but not have time to study, which was a good thing for her.

So Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Let Fu Zixian live."

Mu Yang was stunned, "But..."

"If you let him leave suddenly, he must think you dislike him and don't want him to live in the Shepherd Mansion. Fu Zixian is too confessed, and finally got familiar with him a little bit, if you push him away again , Maybe next time I see you, you will look the same as before." Wen Yantong said.

Mu Yang thought that after these two days, Fu Zixian could not easily change his slogan to Brother Xingyi. If he drove him home this time, the next time he meets with Fu Zixian, he will hear Young Master Mu again.

Nothing, nothing. Mu Yang felt that Wen Yantong's words were too reasonable, so he said sadly, "Then what should I do?"

"You," Wen Yantong said, "have a little more self-control, you are all so big."

After speaking, she rubbed her belly, "I won't talk nonsense with you, I'm going back to eat, Xiaohouye is still waiting for me."

Mu Yang yelled twice, but didn't stop her, as long as she returned to the school in a sense of sorrow.

When I went back, I saw Fu Zixian sitting at the table writing. Mu Yang put on a smile again, concealed his sadness, leaned in and said, "What are you writing?"

Fu Zixian didn't respond, stroking every stroke in earnest.

Mu Yang lowered his head and looked carefully, only to realize that what Fu Zixian wrote were all the answers to the problems in the book. He was taken aback and looked at it carefully, wondering, "This is what you wrote?"

Fu Zixian put aside the pen, nodded and said, "I just solved two questions."

"You..." Mu Yang picked up the paper for solving the problem and took a look, "Are they all correct?"

Fu Zixian sat down and said, "I can explain it to you."

"Hurry up, tell me about it." Mu Yang quickly sat down next to him.

On the other side, Wen Yantong didn't know that Fu Zixian had saved the thoughts of pastor Yang, and Le Dian went back to the bedroom, and saw that Chi Jingxi was already waiting inside.

Wen Yantong washed his hands and rushed to the table, sniffed a plate of roasted meat, "Wow, it smells good!"

She smacked her lips.

Chi Jingxi noticed her gaze, picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of roasted meat, then handed it forward, Wen Yantong grinned and bit off the roasted meat on his chopsticks, filling his mouth slowly. "Really delicious!"

In the past few days, the two of them had eaten, and they stopped using public chopsticks.

You remember that the chopsticks had to be exchanged for a meal some time ago. If you accidentally forget to change it, you will be stared at by Chi Jingxi.

Now it's alright, Chi Jingxi can share a pair of chopsticks with her as usual.

Wen Yantong couldn't help laughing when he thought of it.

Chi Jingxi glanced at her, "What are you silly, please sit down and eat."

Wen Yantong sat down and said with a smile, "I just talked to Mu Xingyi for a while, so I came back a bit late."

He didn't ask what he said, only put Wen Yantong's favorite millet soup beside her.

Wen Yantong continued, "You know the bet we made two days ago, if he wins, he will ask me to ask you for the set of golden nanmu ink pens."

Chi Jingxi said in surprise, "He hasn't given up yet?"

"how?"

"That set of golden nanmu ink pens was brought back from a long distance by my sister-in-law when I was ten years old. Because she was too young at the time, she was tired of writing with that ink pen, and later did not like the pen. So it’s been useless.” Chi Jingxi said quietly, “Yang Er has been thinking about my pen set since she was eleven. It has only ceased for the past two years. I thought he had given up.”

Wen Yantong said, "He doesn't like writing and studying, so why is he so attached to that set of pens?"

He thought for a while, "Perhaps I saw that thing was precious when I was young, so I want it."

"Then why do you suddenly want it now? He doesn't like writing and studying. Wouldn't the ink pen be a waste of him?"

"Maybe not for him." Chi Jingxi said.

When heard Yantong, understood a little bit now. Perhaps this set of ink brushes was something that Mu Yang wanted to come down and give to Fu Zixian. Fu Zixian is extremely passionate about ink brushes.

Who said Mu Yang was stupid? This man is not too smart!

Wen Yantong snorted, "This abacus is crackling, I will never lose to him, I will definitely not make him wishful."

Chi Jingxi picked up a piece of roasted meat and put it in her bowl, her eyes were a little loving, "I fell asleep with a book in my arms the night before, and fell asleep with a penholder last night, what confidence do you have that doesn't make him wishful?"

Wen Yantong said, "That Mu Xingyi is no better than me."

"At least the "Zhuhu" in his article is better than yours." Chi Jingxi poured cold water in silence.

When Wen Yantong thought about it, he immediately patted the table and said, "I have to learn tonight too! Otherwise, I will wash my hair upside down!"

What she said was a vow, and she hated to study hard tonight.

But when it was night, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes with the book in her arms.

Seeing that she was drowsy again, Chi Jingxi called for someone to bring in a pot of hot water.

He patted and smelled Yantong on the shoulder, "Hot water is ready for you. Look at which wall is suitable for handstands, and wash your hair first."

The author has something to say: Wen Yantong: Do you want to be a single aristocrat?

Chi Jingxi: I want to see you wash your hair upside down.