not to marry?why are you teasing me

After class this day, Li Xiaoming's desk was surrounded by girls in the class, not around him, but around a certain school girl whose smile was obviously foul, but by the way, the noisy chattering definitely made Li Xiaoming Can't be quiet.

From that day on, Li Xiaoming felt for the first time how happy it was to not have a deskmate.However, he was waiting for the so-called school girl to change seats quickly, but he just refused to leave.

No, as soon as he entered the classroom, and then, at a glance, he saw a certain person with a pair of long legs pressed on the table and his back against the beautiful wallpapered wall at the left rear of the classroom, with a blinding smile on his face. A newly promoted school grass.

Even if he sees that arrogant look every day, it's okay, he can bear it, but what he can't bear is that the person's feet are pressing on his own table, and his table is full of all kinds of pink hearts. Presents, there is a love letter protruding half of the corner from his desk.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiaoming walked over, gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Haochen: "Why don't you change?"

Yang Haochen leaned against the wall and stretched: "I like this position, I can lean against the wall at the back, and I can see the scenery outside the window to the left."

This is true, only that position in the whole class has such conditions, but this must not be the reason why Yang Haochen stayed.There was only one real reason for him - to kill the fat man who was the first to hit him in the face.

"But, this is my place! Please take your things away!" Li Xiaoming grabbed the pile of pink gifts and threw them at Yang Haochen.

Yang Haochen calmly threw the things that fell on his face on the ground, his eyes were lazy, and his face looked unsophisticated: "Didn't you put things on my table before?"

"That was before, when you weren't around." Li Xiaoming held back his temper. Ever since the day Yang Haochen appeared in front of him, he had spent every day in anger and anger, almost becoming less like himself.

"Oh, that's it. But, that's not mine, is it? Put it on your table, it must have been given to you by someone else." Yang Haochen said without changing his expression.

Sure enough, the fat man's always splayed face became more expressive, he suppressed his anger, but even with subtle expressions, the fat on his face was twitching, it was simply wonderful.

"Bang!" Li Xiaoming couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed his fist on Yang Haochen's desk, and then successfully alarmed the whole class, including the old-fashioned physics teacher who had just stepped onto the podium.

The gray-haired old man was angry, and threw the book on the three-foot podium: "Students don't know how to respect their teachers anymore! It's okay to sleep in class, but now it has evolved into martial arts! The sorrow of the country, the people It hurts so much! The loss of education! If you have talent, you don’t know how to learn, even if you get a perfect score in the exam, it’s not a scourge in the future...&&*8**^..."

Li Xiaoming is petrified...

After half a class of education, Li Xiaoming was still invited to the teaching room, and the frequency of going there recently is extremely high.

After writing a [-]-word self-criticism, Li Xiaoming decided to ignore Yang Haochen from now on. However, as a deskmate, the school girl who succeeded Li Xiaoming and became the sleepy god in the class still had to interact with him. From then on, Li Xiaoming, a member of the committee, took on the task of urging Yang Haochen to hand in his homework.

"Hey, math paper!"

"Hey, Chinese homework!

"Hey, English speaking test!"

"Hey, physics experiment report!"

Every time, Yang Haochen was woken up by a sentence of hello, and finally one day he couldn't help it: "Can you not call me hello, my name is Yang Haochen, do I have a name?"

Li Xiaoming sneered: "Why aren't you called Ou Haochen?"

Li Xiaoming's voice was loud enough, the lunch break classroom was very quiet, and the girls who were always paying attention to the situation here immediately pricked up their ears.

Then, coincidentally, at this moment, an affectionate confession suddenly came from the radio room: "Yang Haochen, I declare you!"

After a moment of silence, the whole class booed, and the laughter almost overwhelmed the next confession of the unlucky girl.

From then on, Yang Haochen had the first nickname "Yang Xuanyou" that had nothing to do with being handsome.

Colonel Yang's face has been dark for a few days, and he hasn't specifically troubled Li Xiaoming these days, and keeps a stern face every day, as if someone owed him millions.

In fact, it was indeed the first time that Yang Haochen was given such a strange nickname, but that fat man called Yang Xuan you Yang Xuan you in front of him every day, just like the rhythm of going into a rage.

After thinking about it for two days, Senior Colonel Yang finally took action. One day during the break, he went to the broadcasting room alone, and found the broadcaster's sister who Li Gong confessed to in private that day.

Seeing Yang Haochen walk in, the girl was so excited that she couldn't speak.

Colonel Yang showed a charming smile: "Student, I want to borrow the radio, is it alright?"

"No! No! You can use it however you want!" The girl hurriedly nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yang Haochen walked to the microphone, turned on the loudspeaker with the whole school on his face, then took a breath, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, and a coldness appeared.

"Li Xiaoming, Class [-], Grade [-], your mother brought you two cans of Wangzai milk!"

Clear voices spread throughout the campus through the radio.

Li Xiaoming, who was taking a sip of boiling water, almost scalded himself to death by swallowing the boiling water, and then coughed desperately. The sourness was simply unforgettable in his life.

When the eyes of the whole class turned to Li Xiaoming, the voice on the radio sounded again.

"Li Xiaoming, Class [-], Grade [-], your mother brought you two cans of Wangzai milk!"

"Li Xiaoming, Class [-], Grade [-], your mother brought you two cans of Wangzai milk!"

"Li Xiaoming, Class [-], Grade [-], your mother brought you two cans of Wangzai milk!"

The important things in the legend are said three times.

Cooperating with the over-amplified loudspeaker, the lingering sound lingered and resounded throughout the academy.

"Haha!" This time, the whole school was laughing.

After the whole break, countless people came to visit "Li Xiaoming" in Class [-] of Senior Three. Looking at Li Xiaoming's hands, it seemed that they wanted to stare at two cans of Wangzai milk.

This situation lasted for several days. Everyone knew that the fat man in Class [-] of the third year was "Li Xiaoming". Let me tell you about this question."

The whole class roared with laughter. From then on, Li Xiaoming had the title of "Wang Zai". He didn't dare to call him Fatty directly, but Wang Zai still dared to call him. That chubby kid fits Li Xiaoming's image perfectly. They are both fat. Some people even joked about it. : "You acted in commercials when you were young? Yes, you are much more handsome now, with a rounder head. By the way, why is that mole gone?"

Li Xiaoming: "..."

"You are ruthless!" Li Xiaoming glared at Colonel Yang who was leaning against the wall and pretending to be dead.

Yang Haochen glanced at the two cans of Wangzai milk that he specially placed on the table, then lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

From then on, Yang Haochen was successfully promoted to Li Xiaoming, the most hated person in the school, bar none!