Super A, I was marked by a bamboo horse

In the past, Wu Xie would listen to the lectures very carefully whenever he was in class, sitting upright and sleepy, and he would take the initiative to stand in the back row of the classroom to listen to the lectures.

Also because of Wu Xie's influence, he didn't dare to be distracted in class, for fear that if he was not careful, he would not be able to catch up with Wu Xie.

The voice of the mathematics teacher interrupted Ning Bo's memory: "There is also Ning Bo, who ranked first in the eight-school joint entrance examination this time, with 148 in mathematics, and ranked second in a single subject."

There was another sound of breathing in the class, the big boss is just the big boss, no matter how difficult the paper is, the one who deserves the high score is still the one who should get the high score.

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The study in the third year of senior high school has always been very tight. Everyone is racing against time to study. Except for those who go to the toilet during the break, there are very few people walking in the corridor.

But uncharacteristically, the flow of people coming and going at the door of Class [-] was several times higher than usual.

After being awakened again by the voice of an Omega confessing his love, Wu Xie couldn't bear it anymore, turned around, and stared at the Omega boy who was confessing his love with a sullen expression.

The four eyes met, and the boy felt terrified when he was looked at.

"Student, senior, then I'll leave first." Omega was very sensible, and left quickly before Wu Xie was about to explode.

A piece of peach blossom paper was placed on Ning Bo's desk, and the paper was filled with elegant English characters.

Wu Xie felt a headache just by glancing at it.

Ning Bo took a pen and drew circles on the paper, not knowing what to write, then put the finished peach blossom paper aside and pulled out another love letter.

Wu Xie only saw a few words circled, and a sentence drawn with a line. At the bottom was Ningbo's iconic italic characters: the words were misspelled, and the drawn sentence used the wrong tense.

Wu Xie: "..."

A three-good student is a three-good student. People read love letters because they want to read them, while top students read love letters because they read grammar.

Wen Zijie sneezed fiercely, turned his head and looked at the pile of love letters speechlessly: "Write love letters, just write love letters, why put some pheromones on them, there are all kinds of smells."

As he said that, Wen Zijie looked at a red envelope on Ning Bo's desk with a look of shock on his face: "Is this fucking written by alpha?"

Wu Xie looked at Ning Bo's face of a murdered woman, and said thoughtfully: "There are indeed many things that have nothing to do with gender."

Ning Bo: "..."

"Ye Chuan has PE class in the next quarter, are you going to play basketball?" Wu Xie took out a white hairband from the table pocket, brushed his hair and put it on.

"Brother Xie, the next class is your stepmother's English class, are you not afraid that your father will come to check the class later?" Wen Zijie asked.

"Say one more thing about my stepmother, I tore you up with my hands, and if I don't take pain for a day, I will feel uncomfortable all over, right?"

"I was wrong, brother Xie." Wen Zijie hurriedly begged for mercy while holding his head.

Wu Xie had just taken two steps when Ning Bo stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Wu Xie said: "Playing basketball, didn't you hear it just now?"

Ning Bo reminded: "There is still class in the next session."

Ning Bo emphasized again: "It's an English class."

He had seen Wu Xie's report card, the total score was 583, and he scored 29 points in the English test.

Wu Xie sneered: "It's a waste of me to ask, after all, Ning Xueshen, you are a three-good student, the pride of heaven, how could you skip class like a bastard like me who smokes, drinks and fights."

"You never skipped class before." Ning Bo said.

"Don't keep talking about the past, do you know me well? Did we know each other well before?" Wu Xie retorted.

"Aren't you familiar?" Ning Bo's eyes were wet, and the end of his eyes was a little red.

The melon-eating crowd was obviously stunned. Wen Zijie, the leader of the melon-eating group of Class 11, was so excited that he even wanted to bring ten catties of watermelon and five catties of melon seeds to watch the show here.

Li Xiao and Xu Changxin even pricked up their ears, for fear of missing any details.

Suddenly a clear voice came from the door: "Brother Xie, let's go."

"Here we come." Wu Xie replied.

The melon-eating crowd breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately the school bully didn't hit anyone. Now they just hope that Ning Xueshen will accept the school bully before he gets angry, and let go as soon as possible.

Just as Wu Xie took two steps, a hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, with considerable force.

Before Wen Zijie's eyes, there was a picture of an unlucky alpha who was on the shoulder of a brother Xie last time, and fell to the ground with a shoulder.

Ning Bo said: "Skipping class is a very bad behavior."

Even Wen Zijie, who is used to seeing big winds and waves, can't help but sigh at this moment-Ning Shen really jumped repeatedly at the edge of Wu Xiaoba's anger.

"Skipping class is a very bad behavior?" Wu Xie stared at Ning Bo with a half-smile, "Not only did I skip class, but I also hit people."

Wu Xie specially emphasized the word "beating people".

After one sentence, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

The school bully is about to strike!