My roommate is finally back to normal

No matter what honors Gao Boxin had won for Class Seven, and what kind of highlight moments he had, Tong Mo's impression of this tablemate was completely bad.

Tong Mo was cared by Uncle Lin on the way home: "How about having dinner with your classmates? Does Xiao Mo have any good classmates in this class?"

He replied in a muffled voice: "No."

But in order not to worry Uncle Lin, he added another sentence: "The classmates are all very good, but I just came here and I don't know them very well yet."

"I didn't know the other students well when I first came here, so I can try my best to integrate into the class and actively participate in the activities in the class. Xiao Mo has always been such a kind-hearted person." Uncle Lin glanced at Tong Mo and suddenly felt emotional.

Tong Mo was indifferent to being praised so much, and after a moment of surprise, he turned his head towards the car window, feeling a little embarrassed.

"If you haven't finished your dinner, I'll ask your aunt to make some more food for you. If you feel bored, I'll ask Lin Ziyan to come over to accompany you." Uncle Lin said again.

Tong Mo quickly shook his head: "Don't bother them, I had a good dinner, I'll go to your house tomorrow, Uncle Lin."

Usually, Tong Mo's dinner is settled at Uncle Lin's house.

Uncle Lin's son, Lin Ziyan, is two years younger than him and will take the senior high school entrance examination next semester. After eating, he will stop by to look at Lin Ziyan's homework and help Lin Ziyan study.

Then he will go home alone.

Although Uncle Lin's home was close, it was not his home after all, and it was inappropriate for him to stay there no matter how much he liked.

Probably because he was worried that it would be boring for Tong Mo to stay alone after returning home. Messages from the family group were always sent one after another. Tong Mo leaned on the bed and watched for a while, said good night to the elders, and turned off the phone .

But he didn't say good night to sleep, the monthly exam is coming, his first exam in this school, he still wants to take it seriously.

So after turning off the phone, he opened a book.

He didn't bring back the notes he wrote to Gao Boxin back then, even he kept a copy for himself.

Writing notes is just to deepen the impression. After writing, he has already created a memory in his mind, so he doesn't need to repeat it with a notebook.

Tong Mo reads very fast. When it was twelve o'clock, he found that he had seen a topic that the teacher had never talked about, so he stopped and turned off the lights to sleep.

Class No. [-] of senior high school is not considered a key class in Mingya Middle School. When Tong's father brought Tong Mo to report for duty, he told him: "Father chose a relatively ordinary class according to your wishes. There are students with excellent grades in the class. Classmates, there are also students with relatively average grades."

During this month's study, Tong Mo has been able to find out which students in the class should have excellent grades.

Except for his deskmate.

His tablemate asked for a month's leave, and this semester's courses are bound to be hard to catch up, so his score in this monthly exam is not included in the total score, only for participation.

During this period of time, his notes often appeared in the hands of his deskmate, who also seemed to take them very seriously.

He reads books seriously, listens carefully to lectures, and reviews with his notes after class from time to time. It seems that his deskmate is a hard-working and good student who loves to study very much.

Even if it doesn't match his appearance.

Regarding the grades of his deskmate, Tong Mo did not inquire, but soon got the answer from Dong Jiajia.

"Brother Xin is Mingya who got in with extra points in physical education, and his grades are so-so, not the worst kind." Dong Jiajia said.

If it's not the worst, then it's worse, Tong Mo guessed.

"Mingya Middle School is a school that attaches great importance to sports, so you see, our school holds a sports meeting once a semester, and students who join the physical training team are given preferential treatment in all aspects," Dong Jiajia added, "It's a pity that Brother Xin doesn't want to go. His results in that sports meeting really made the coaches in the physical training team scramble for him."

Tong Mo has no doubts about this.

After Gao Boxin returned to school, they had a physical education class.

The weather was not good that day, so the physical education teacher let them run freely after running a few laps.

Tong Mo leaned against the fence of the football field, picked up the mineral water bottle and took a sip.

He looked up inadvertently, and saw a figure on the parallel bars not far away.

Probably in order to show that his waist was not injured and his body was functioning well, or simply because he was bored and had nothing to do and had nowhere to put his feet and feet, Gao Boxin supported himself on the parallel bars with his straight arms for nearly 10 minutes.

If the bell hadn't rang for the end of get out of class, he doubted that Gao Boxin would have been able to hold on like this.

After seeing the time, Tong Mo didn't understand his behavior. Why did he keep waiting to time the time for his deskmate?

People from Class [-] were bustling and walking towards the teaching building. Tong Mo was at the end. After a physical education class, he felt in a good mood, so he was not in a hurry to go back to the classroom, and walked slowly on the stone path of the campus to feel the breeze. .

He always knew that there was a person behind him, and he wasn't very vigilant until the person's palm was on his back.

Most of the students walking in front of him were in groups of three or four, fighting and fighting from time to time, and the physical touch was too commonplace.

But it was unusual for the man behind him to have physical contact with anyone.

Tong Mo looked back at Gao Boxin who was standing behind him.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand why Gao Boxin always liked to stand behind him.

Gao Boxin was less than one centimeter taller than him, and his eyes were basically at the same level as his, but he always showed a superior expression.

Gao Boxin's palm only made light contact with Tong Mo's back before letting go.

Tong Mo's clothes are the same as Gao Baixin's, they are all sportswear for physical education classes. Since autumn has just entered and the temperature has not dropped to a cool level, they are wearing summer sportswear.

Short-sleeved, thin, and even transparent when wet with sweat.

Tong Mo's clothes are of course not see through.

He wasn't sweating at all.

Gao Boxin obviously noticed this, looked at him, and asked knowingly, "You didn't sweat a single drop after your physical education class?"

Tong Mo only participated in the warm-up laps in the physical education class, and then stood by the side of the football field to enjoy the cool.

When he was enjoying the cool, he could always see Gao Boxin hanging on the parallel bars.

I believe Gao Boxin saw him too.

After all, hanging on the parallel bars can probably see farther.

In addition to being surprised that Gao Boxin would take the initiative to make physical contact with him, Tong Mo was also very surprised that Gao Boxin would be so boring.

After Gao Boxin withdrew his hand, he lowered his eyes slightly to look at him, and there was clearly a trace of provocation in his eyes.

It is simply a provocation at the elementary school level.

Tong Mo really wanted to ask him: "Are you a primary school student?"

But if you ask this question, he and Gao Boxin probably won't be able to end this childish mutual confrontation in just a few sentences.

Tong Mo came up with the best way to fight back against Gao Boxin, and also the easiest way to cause "effective damage" to Gao Boxin.

He took a step closer to Gao Boxin, hooked his fingers around Gao Boxin's clothes and grabbed them up.

The skin around Gao Boxin's waist was faintly exposed, probably because he was too surprised by Tong Mo's actions, and he didn't even think to avoid it.

Tong Mo grabbed Gao Boxin's clothes and squeezed it lightly, leaving indelible finger marks, and then let go of Gao Boxin's clothes.

"You didn't sweat either?" He was a little surprised to find out.

Hanging on the parallel bars for such a long time, the pressure on the arm strength and waist and abdominal muscles can be imagined. It is not easy for ordinary people to last for 1 minute.

Gao Boxin's physique - there shouldn't be any problem, right?

Tong Mo put his fingers on it again, and this time his fingers touched Gao Boxin's chest.

Gao Boxin's heart was not far from his fingertips, beating powerfully and steadily.

Tong Mo exhaled lightly.

"Are you addicted to touching?" Gao Boxin grabbed his hand and shook his fingers away, asking angrily.

Tong Mo didn't expect that he would make such a move, especially since the other party was someone who obviously rejected his contact, so he pursed his lips and turned around to leave.

When he turned around, he realized that a group of people had gathered above their heads at some point.

From the second floor to the fourth floor of the teaching building, people were crowded beside the corridor fence on each floor, and they all lowered their heads in unison, as if they were watching—he and Gao Boxin?

Sensing Tong Mo's eyes, there were even a few screams from upstairs.

Tong Mo thought that he had to stay away from Gao Boxin when he was outside, and he didn't want to bear the noise of the whole grade watching from time to time.

Having said that, why did Gao Boxin follow closely behind him just now?

Tong Mo stepped up the stairs, and the voices of the onlookers above his head were blocked by the floor, and finally became a little quieter.

When he turned around, he saw Gao Boxin following him up the stairs.

"Why are you following me all the time?" Tong Mo stood on the ladder and looked at Gao Boxin, deciding that he must ask clearly this time.

Gao Boxin looked at him inexplicably: "Aren't we going back to the same classroom?"

Tong Mo suddenly felt a slight pain on his face.

That's right, not only did they return to the same classroom, but they also returned to the same seat.

How could he be so stupid all of a sudden.

Tong Mo walked into Class [-] classroom and walked towards his seat without turning his eyes. A few students gathered beside his seat. Seeing him and Gao Boxin walking in, those students immediately dispersed.

Tong Mo didn't pay much attention to the faces of those students at first, but when he saw the last one who left, he looked back a few times.

It's the little guy.

The one named Chen Feng.

Tong Mo was very surprised that he finally remembered this classmate.

"Tong Mo, you are finally back." Dong Jiajia walked towards him at this time and handed him a card, "This is your exam seat. Our school's monthly exams are held at the same time for all grades. In the classroom, if you can't find a place, you can ask me."

Tong Mo nodded, took the card and looked at it, his exam seat was in classroom one.

He knew that Class One was in the classroom downstairs of Class Seven.

"I know where it is, thank you." Tong Mo said to Dong Jiajia.

"It's going to be a monthly exam, are you nervous?" Dong Jiajia approached him and asked, "Our Class [-] basically has its ranking determined during the placement exam, and you are the only one who hasn't taken the placement exam, and we don't know Can you tell me about your strength? How was your grade in the first year of high school?"

Tong Mo smiled: "My grades are average."

Dong Jiajia heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good. If you are a top student, you may suffer a bit if you transfer to our class."

"A loss?" Tong Mo wondered, "Why?"

"Because the natives of the seventh class will not let our old seventh class be knocked down, whether it is in studies or sports, this is the spirit of our old seventh class," Dong Jiajia said seriously, "However, Chen Feng is our old class." The one with the best grades in the old seventh class, it would be very difficult for you to pass the exam, so I'm just talking casually."

Tong Mo heard Chen Feng's name and looked up to the front left.

Chen Feng was turning his head to look in his direction, or Gao Boxin's direction, and when he noticed Tong Mo's eyes, Chen Feng quickly turned his head back.

"Chen Feng is recognized as a top student in Class Seven, a child prodigy," Dong Jiajia still spared no effort to promote Chen Feng, "He is Ming Ya who jumped two grades. He is only 15 years old this year, can't you tell?"

Tong Mo inexplicably remembered the day he saw Chen Feng stuffing chocolates into Gao Boxin's desk.

Sensing his gaze, Chen Feng immediately lowered his head and bowed in his direction in panic, as if he wanted his help to keep it secret.

People can't be seen.

Tong Mo did not expect that Chen Feng was the one with the best grades in Class Seven.