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The cheerful atmosphere suddenly changed because of an untimely joke. Lin Zongjie's eyes were slightly cold, and the expression on his face gradually became stiff, "..."

Song Cheng, "..."

Lin Zongjie, "..."

Song Cheng, "No way, CEO, I'm just joking."

Spreading his hands, he made a look of helplessness, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was just making fun of him casually, who knew that he would tell Song Cheng the bloody facts and lessons, don't offend anyone, don't offend the big president who practices long-distance running, But forget it, I can't even fucking run away.

Before he escaped 100 meters, he was rubbed against the concrete floor by Lin Zongjie's sweeping leg. Song Cheng cried and swore that he would use his 20-year lifespan to guarantee that he would never have any wrong thoughts about Han Lin. , Only then reluctantly retrieved a little life from Lin Zongjie.

After the physical examination, there was no time to go back to the classroom. Lin Zongjie ran home in a hurry, fumbled to open the computer and remotely connected to his own surveillance camera to record. The time went back to ten o'clock last night. He never did anything so seriously. Staring for fear of missing a detail, his eyeballs were almost glued to the computer screen.

When Han Lin dragged himself into the room, Lin Zongjie, who had always been drinking so good that he could only sleep in a daze, was humiliated in front of his sweetheart this time, and couldn't hear what he said, but only Han Lin's impatient expression It can be seen from the arm that kept pulling Lin Zongjie to his neck.

This guy must be playing some hooligan again.

Lin Zongjie was confused, but because he was also a handsome guy, he always paid attention to his image. As a result, Han Lin didn't know what he was doing.

Even though he has completely lost his memory of what happened last night, Lin Zongjie frowned in disdain for himself off-screen when this picture was presented in front of his eyes.

"I rely on."

Arched body to spit out the contents of the stomach, people feel comfortable, but when the upper body softened, he began to paralyze. Fortunately, Han Lin reached out and hugged his shoulders in time, so Lin Zongjie didn't throw himself into the pile of 'no' Described above the filth of '.

After struggling to drag him to the sofa and throw it away, Han Lin went to the bathroom to find towels and toilet paper, squatted on the floor like a little daughter-in-law, obediently packed everything, and wiped the floor several times After several times, after opening the window to ventilate, he came to help Lin Zongjie again and planned to go upstairs to rest.

The hooligan's perverted mood was soaring at this moment, and Lin Zongjie could feel an aura of "not suitable for children" coming across the screen. He moved his eyes closer, and then looked at Han Lingang who lowered his head to help him, I was extremely rude and dragged him down to my body.

Damn, this fucking kiss?

It would be too bad if I kissed him, I didn't have any impression of it, and I was called a hooligan for nothing.

Lin Zongjie excitedly patted the table and straightened up. Luckily, although Han Lin usually looked silent, he was still able to push away the front teeth that he had rushed forward at the critical moment. It should be at this moment that he knocked under Han Lin's right collarbone.

Lin Zongjie was pushed off the sofa, and Han Lin shook his hand so hard that it hit the side of the coffee table. After rolling down together, he squatted aside and rubbed the back of his hands for a long time before he dismissed Lin Zongjie as a gangster It was sent to the second floor.

When Song Cheng returned to the classroom with a disheveled face, Han Lin happened to get up to drink water with his cup in hand.

"what happened to you?"

The two bumped into each other on the podium. It was rare for our school committee to show a little humble concern to our former tablemate. Song Cheng wrinkled his nose and wept into Han Lin's arms with an aggrieved appearance.

"School committee, the president beat me up, woo woo woo."

"…………"

He can't say comforting words, but he can still do actions. Han Lin froze, and then tentatively reached out to pat Song Cheng's back.

After a day of class, Lin Zongjie went back and forth to school twice, the first time he confessed his guilt, but the second time he remembered to take a bath, change clothes, and carry his schoolbag. When he rushed into the classroom with a bag of ointment spray, The whole class is still taking quizzes, so the classroom is deadly quiet.

Regardless of whether he sat back in his seat regardless of whether Han Lin's left hand was being used at the moment, in short, Lin Zongjie grabbed the finger that he wanted to pinch, and turned around to see that the whole The back of his hand was covered in bruises from being smashed.

"what are you doing?"

Lin Zongjie's hand is strong, so even if someone grabbed his hand, his first reaction was to shake it off, but Han Lin tried his best several times, Lin Zongjie's hand was stuck like a dog's skin plaster and he couldn't shake it off, so quiet It is not good to affect other students on occasions, so Han Lin deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

"Why don't you tell me that you hurt your hand. I bought you medicine. The pharmacy aunt asked you what your symptoms were, and I couldn't tell you. She just knocked your hands. Look, she took so much for me. There are stickers and spray ones, which one should we use?"

"My hand is fine." Han Lin tugged twice more, but he found that the harder he tried, the harder Lin Zongjie worked. In short, no matter if it was a person or a hand, as long as he was caught by that guy, he would not be able to escape.

"It's okay, why don't you put it there and rub it?"

Thinking of Han Lin squatting at the corner of the sofa and rubbing his head on the back of his hands, Lin Zongjie thought it was so cute.

Han Lin also understands that he and Lin Zongjie have no reason to talk about. This guy is just a bully. If he wants to rub the medicine on you, if you don’t let him rub it, he will really make trouble for you all night. It is impossible to do this.

So he spread his hands out in self-defeating, Han Lin sighed, and turned back to continue writing the test paper with the pen in his right hand.

Lin Zongjie opened the plaster box, and just tore off the layer of plastic film, an unpleasant and pungent smell swept across the entire classroom of Class [-] in seconds.

Everyone raised their heads and looked forward, and found that the smell came from Lin Zongjie, so no one dared to say anything more.

Song Cheng also sneaked back once in the middle of the journey, and said that when Lin Zongjie and Han Lin were talking, he could hear him no matter how low his voice was, but he didn't have any gossip at all at the moment. Coming, the second reaction is that shutting up is the only way to survive.

After all, this president is really too cruel.

"I picked up a piece of hair on Han Lin's shoulder just now, with this length and color, why does it look so much like yours?"

When Lin Zongjie blocked the door of the bathroom, Song Cheng almost burst into tears, then smashed his legs to the ground, and shouted, "School committee, help me, take care of this president, he really doesn't give people a way to survive." Yes. '

Having already developed a syndrome of "thumping" in his heart when he saw Lin Zongjie, Song Cheng's feet shook, and after he stabilized his mind, he immediately denied it righteously and said, "Impossible."

"Then this hair......"

"Never mine."

"Then today..."

"Except for the president, you definitely didn't have anyone close to the school committee today."

"That………………"

"This hair may be the school committee's own."

"Tsk." Lin Zongjie held the somewhat withered hair, and carefully checked it under the light and said, "This softness is not the quality of Han Lin's hair."

"It is inevitable that there is one bad hair in a hundred good hair. The school committee spends so much time studying every day, and the hair will inevitably be affected."

With such nonsense, Lin Zongjie touched his chin and said, "It makes sense."

Relying on his eloquent mouth, he saved his life and came back. Song Cheng looked like a little squirrel in the last class of his evening self-study. He put the test papers in his schoolbag, and he would definitely have the habit of saying hello to Han Lin on weekdays. They were all pressed down, but they just bowed to Lin Zongjie in a polite manner, and then ran away with their bags.

Han Lin looked at that figure inexplicably, "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Zongjie shrugged, "I don't know."

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Wait for you."

After writing the last multiple-choice question, the word A fell on the test paper, and Han Lin put away the pen. Lin Zongjie looked at Han Lin's draft paper, which was as clean as a homework book, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. That's the kind of person I see.

Han Lin buried his head in packing his schoolbag, "Stop playing, it is your responsibility to ask you to hand in your homework."

"I didn't play. I made up the homework last night today." Lin Zongjie quickly took out his test paper and homework book from the desk, piled them together neatly, and then took the pink sticky note left by Han Lin Put it away carefully, "No article is missed, you can check it casually."

Han Lin took the homework and caught a glimpse of Lin Zongjie drawing a beautiful tick on each completed homework on the sticky note.

"Or did you just do multiple-choice questions?"

Lin Zongjie scratched his head, "It's a big question, but it should be wrong."

"Are you memorizing the formula?"

"I recited a few simple ones."

Seeing that the time was too late, it was not appropriate to dawdle in the classroom any longer, so Han Lin put Lin Zongjie's homework in his schoolbag, "I'll read it when I get home, you just started studying now so don't be careless." The purpose is to rummage and memorize. In English, you should memorize more words and texts. For mathematics, you go home today and memorize the two-angle sum formula, the double-angle formula, the universal formula, the half-width formula, the product of sum and difference, and the sum of the first N terms of the sequence... ……”

"That..." Lin Zongjie interrupted, "What are you talking about?"

"Mathematical formula."

"I just remember you said a half-width formula."

"Two-angle sum formula, double-angle formula, universal formula, half-angle formula, sum-difference product, sum of the first N items of a sequence."

Han Lin carried his schoolbag and left the classroom, Lin Zongjie immediately got up and chased after him.

He whistled and followed Han Lin all the way, "Can I bring you breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"No, thanks."

"Do you like steamed stuffed buns with meat or vegetables? Do you want beef or pork for meat? Soy milk with sugar or no sugar? Sweetened ones with more sugar or less sugar? Do you eat tea eggs? Or do you prefer fried dough sticks? Or bread? Do you want sweet or salty bread? Do you want butter or meat floss?"