Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

Yao Yu had an intuition that Ding Yu wanted to tell him something that no one knew, but he didn't expect him to come up with such a long life experience.

This life experience is someone else's.

There is a big gap with someone in his impression.

Life: Suffered.

Life: Did I destroy his tall image in your mind?

life: dying

Life: I tell you!This man is not pitiful. After returning to the UK, he started to go to school again. After four years of primary school and four years of middle school, he was admitted to Cambridge as soon as he opened and closed his eyes... He also had three patents on his body. A bunch of royalties and a professor who favors him, don't be fooled by his miserable childhood! ! !

Life: Otherwise, I would lick him like this? ? ?

Ding Xueba is also a prominent figure in Fuyang No. [-] Middle School.

At twelve o'clock in the night, the drowsiness passed, and the mind that was still awake was clear. Yao Yu's left thumb kept sliding back and forth on a photo, and his mood seemed to be very stable.

The photo was taken in the driver's seat of a car. Sitting in the seat was a student with a tender face. He had black hair without ear roots. His facial features were handsome and his arms holding the steering wheel were tight and beautiful. He didn't notice that someone was taking pictures of him. .

Ding Yu said: "My cousin helped him fight the lawsuit when he was young, and it was also the UK that my cousin took him to. My cousin's name is Fang Jinghan. She is 13 years older than me. She is a ruthless character. I dare not mess with her since I was a child. I am destined not to dare to provoke him."

So this glorious task is entrusted to you.

Early on Monday morning, Yi Yi rarely sat in his seat in the morning reading class.

Kang Meng became the team leader of their group out of nowhere, and the homework handed in by the group spread all over his desk and occupied half of Su Shanyang's seat, making it a mess from the side.

He turned the two assignments to the same page, smacked his lips and said in dissatisfaction: "Why are the answers different? Which copy should I copy?"

"Group leader, why are you so wicked?" Someone said, "If you make a mistake, you have to implicate the person you copied. Don't you want to do it?"

"I didn't plan to do it for a long time," Kang Meng said without raising his head, "Carpe diem."

"Kang Meng!" The representative of the Chinese class shouted angrily, "You are the only team left, and hand it in as soon as the count is complete. If you don't come, you can send it to Mr. Sun's office."

"Fuck, how come there is an extra copy?" Kang Meng said dumbfounded, "Who handed in the homework of other classes into Chinese?"

"Mine." The person behind him said in a deep voice.

The Chinese class representative and Kang Meng turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the person speaking was actually an exchange student who cherishes words like gold on weekdays.

Few people in the class dared to take the initiative to talk to him. Kang Meng immediately became dumb, and threw the homework to the class representative: "It's all done."

"Oh, then the third group will have one less, one less Yaoyu, what about the others?" the class representative asked.

The last row belongs to the visual blind spot of everyone in front. In the chaotic morning reading class, the class representatives and group leaders who stand up and sit down are extremely confused. Almost no one notices the unfilled seats in the corner.

Su Shanyang poked his head out of the English book and said in surprise, "Yao Yu isn't here? He came to the classroom with me in the morning."

"Have you been dragged to the teaching office again?" Kang Meng yelled reflexively.

"Hey, he doesn't care so much," Xu Tianrui worked hard on Yao Yu's math homework, "Aren't you happy that Brother Yao took the lead and refused to hand it in? Thank you Brother Yao for helping me eliminate the guilt of missing five questions."

Su Shanyang muttered a few words of "strange", and Yi Yi behind him looked to the left, and his eyes disappeared instantly, as if he didn't hear anything.

Yao Yu's face turned pale when the bell rang and he entered the classroom. The back door was closed from the inside, so he had to go around to the front door and take his seat in full view of everyone.

When passing by Xu Tianrui's position, the guy said, "Brother Yao, you haven't handed in your Chinese homework."

"Really?" Yao Yu froze for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

Xu Tianrui: "???"

The mathematics teacher’s class was changed again, this time it was changed to a political class. The political teacher’s lectures were a bit slow and orderly, as if he was followed by an interpreter, and he spoke a little at a time. A sentence was divided into three parts. Sentences are always broken in strange places, and you can lose your breath if you are not careful.

Xu Tianrui covered his face with the upright political book, turned his head to look at Yao Yu quietly, and pointed at the math book on his desk: "Brother Yao, have you been pierced by the soul?"

It was only then that Yao Yu noticed that the political teacher explaining "socially necessary labor time" hooked his hands and changed the book from the belly of the table: "Thank you."

Xu Tianrui: "..."

Xu Tianrui panicked: "Brother Yao, what's wrong with you? I'm fine with you, are you also in this state when you are doing math homework? Are we going to hold hands in the corridor and stand for punishment?"

"I did it last Friday, and you copied my homework again?" Yao Yu asked him back.

"Ah, that," Xu Tianrui brushed his hair to cover up, and said with a dry smile: "You have a high rate of correctness, and I got the answer right. Don't talk about that, where did you go just now?"

Yao Yu was not in the mood to talk to him, so he blurted out the answer "teaching office", and suddenly realized something was wrong after saying the first two words, and before he had time to change his words, Xu Tianrui added for him: "really the teaching office?"

Su Shanyang, Kang Meng and Xu Tianrui's tablemate Liang Jinrao said neatly, "I'll go!"

"Where are you going?" The political teacher paused in the middle of the class, holding the side of the glasses frame with his hand, staring over the frame with two eyes, "Want to go to my office?"

"No, no, no," Xu Tianrui hugged the political book cowardly for a second, "I don't really want to go."

"That's not a good class!"

Except for Xu Tianrui, the other three were a little bit aggrieved. The political teacher spoke too slowly, waiting for the strange sounds to float into the ears automatically. Can you blame them?

Five minutes later, the three pairs of ears pricked up again.

Xu Tianrui: "Are you looking for trouble with the fifth child or is the fifth brother looking for trouble with you?"

Yao Yu thought, can you shut up now, are you eager for someone to hear?

He secretly glanced at Yi Yi in a circle of gossip, and saw that this person seemed to have no time to pay attention to the movement here. This unexpected class adjustment disrupted Yi Daxian's leisurely pace. He turned the political compulsory course to the back , showing a rare dignified look.

After a while, he seemed to notice something, he raised his head slightly, and looked in Yao Yu's direction.

At that second, the expression on his face seemed to be "stupid", and Yao Yu was also stunned for a while, and then he couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Yi Yi: "..."

Xu Tianrui: "..."

politics teacher:"……"

"Are you coming again? Did you hear all the questions I asked just now?" The political teacher looked at Yao Yu and said, "I'll give you a few minutes to discuss in a group. Later, you and the classmate on your right will order one." answer."

Yao Yu: "..."

Yi Yi: "..."

Xu Tianrui's neck was strangled by the clothes, and his whole body was forcefully hooked backwards. His spine hit Yao Yu's table hard, and the corner of the table was moved back a few centimeters, making a creaking friction sound.

"What did the teacher ask?" Yao Yu asked him fiercely.

Xu Tianrui's painful ending changed its tune: "I know shit!"

Yao Yu looked at Liang Jinrao again.

Liang Jinrao: "...The Enlightenment of the Law of Value."

Yao Yu heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the problem can be sorted out by patchwork in the book, as long as Yi Yi can know the topic...

The so-called group discussion is to suddenly open a vegetable market in a tense classroom, so that everyone can openly chat nonsense, as long as they don't talk about the questions raised by the teacher, they can talk about anything, even in a key middle school like Fuyang No. [-] Middle School.

3 minutes of discussion time, 20 seconds to start, the rest of the hype is nonsense, and often at the end the teacher asks "Have you got the answer?" and the result is "Not yet".

The politics teacher didn't mind the celebrity gossip and parents' gossip, and when the time came, he pointed at the two of them and asked, "Has the research been done yet?"

Yi Yi looked up at the teacher.

He put his hands under the table, and the bookstall was "Scientific Outlook on Development and Economic Construction of a Moderately Prosperous Society". After being laughed at by Yao Yu, he resumed the normal cooling function, but his sitting posture was a little numb, and his face showed no expression.

Seeing him like this, Yao Yu raised his hand in pain.

"Ah, let's talk about the one who didn't raise his hand, the last one in black in the second group." The political teacher pushed his glasses and called by name.

Yao Yu: "..."

Yi Yi continued to look at the teacher, with more than fifty pairs of eyes fixed on him, without any response.

Su Shanyang thought he didn't know the answer, hesitated for a moment, and was persuaded by "he is from our discussion group", slowly moved over to stick Kang Meng's arm, and then reminded in a low voice: "The sixteenth page of the book, the main producer side , in terms of the balance between supply and demand, you can just say a few words..."

Yao Yu felt that something was wrong. He put down his hands and stared suspiciously at the person who was pretending to be dead. He saw his long legs comfortably crossed, maintaining an indifferent sitting posture, with just the right amount of puzzlement and bewilderment in his eyes, just like the big eyes of a political teacher. After staring at each other for a while, they turned their gazes to themselves.

In an instant, a sense of familiarity spread, and Yao Yu seemed to have returned to a certain rainy morning. The deskmate he met for the second time could not understand his pointing and cursing at all, and he swallowed it alive. Qi had to forcefully signal that he didn't care.

"What's the matter? You are asked to answer questions in black. Can't you understand human speech?" The political teacher shouted again.

Yao Yu heard a strong displeasure in his hard voice: "Teacher, he is an exchange student, you told him to talk about standup."

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