The school grass I taught became my fanboy

After Yu Cheng answered his uncle's call, he called Lafayette again.

Mama Yu's cell phone rang, she finished her work, wiped her hands and quickly picked it up. "Hello, son."

"Mom, uncle will come to our house for dinner tomorrow night. It just so happens that tomorrow I won't have classes since the afternoon, and the day after tomorrow is Saturday again." Yu Cheng said.

The expression on the woman's face froze for a moment, she turned her phone to silent so that the other party could not hear it, and called the man next to her, "Your son called to say that Yu Mingfeng will come to our house for dinner tonight."

Yu's father frowned, "What is he doing here? Couldn't the old man instigate it?"

"Mom? Lafayette?" Yu Cheng couldn't hear the voice on the phone, and asked softly.

Yu's mother turned off the mute, "Son, did Ming Feng say he will come by himself?"

Yu Cheng felt a little baffled, "Yes, he wanted to come by himself, he said he came to pick me up, what's wrong?"

The woman breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and put on a smiling face again, "It's okay, just ask mom."

After hanging up the phone, Tian Yao poked his head out from his bed, "Are you going home tomorrow?"

Yu Cheng nodded, his home is in City n, he can go back anytime.

"When you go home, you can ask for living expenses." Tian Yao said.

"Forget it, it's only the beginning of the month, and I need living expenses, and my family is not a family with a million dollars." Yu Cheng turned on his phone and said, "I'd better rely on the care of my aunt in the cafeteria to get through this month."

Tian Yao laughed out loud.

Fang Ming was still playing the game, and after the game ended, he asked, "You are so handsome, you must have good genes, so isn't your uncle also handsome?"

Yu Cheng asked without answering, "What? If my uncle is handsome, do you want to know more about it? Do you want me to draw a thread to build a bridge or something?"

Fang Ming heard that Yu Cheng was playing a joke on him, and replied, "I don't like men, so sign a ghost line!"

Yu Cheng laughed out loud.

The phone rang, and Yu Cheng opened the message. It was Aite, the head of the basketball club, and all the members.

After looking through many receipts, I finally saw that message.

There will be a meeting at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and some things will be discussed at the meeting.

Four p.m?The meeting should take about half an hour,

Uncle agreed to pick him up at five o'clock in the afternoon.

There should be enough time.

He had been doing spiritual education all morning, and Yu Cheng was so sleepy. If he hadn't been swiping his phone boringly, he felt that he could fall asleep immediately, even for a few hours.

Zhu Xiaohui went to the breakfast shop to buy some buns and milk, and gave them to them.

Yu Cheng thanked him, then took a glass of warm milk and started to drink, and continued to watch the video boringly.

This spirit is famous for its construction conference, freshmen, freshmen and sophomores majoring in media must participate, and points will be deducted if they do not participate.

If you don't have this meeting, you can still sleep in.

Yu Cheng's head was resting on his right arm, while he was scanning the video with his left hand, his eyes were half-open lazily, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Student, give me a seat." Song Jingshui looked at Zhu Xiaohui expressionlessly and said.

Zhu Xiaohui didn't dare to look directly at Song Jingshui, nor did he dare to refuse him, so he quickly cleaned up the things on the table and gave up the seat on Yu Cheng's right.

"Thank you." Even the word thank you sounded cruel.

"It's okay." Zhu Xiaohui sat in front, he turned his head to ask if he should remind Yu Cheng, but Song Jingshui was next to him, so let's forget it after thinking about it.

As if he didn't see anything.

Yu Cheng watched the video with headphones on, but didn't hear their speech at all, and didn't even know that the person next to him had changed.

Song Jingshui saw that he was really fascinated, so he was a little curious, and wanted to take Yu Cheng's other earphone, but accidentally pulled the other earphone out of his ear.

Yu Cheng moved, turned around and continued to sleep.

Song Jingshui lowered his eyes to look at Yu Cheng, who had a sleeping face and a cute face, his eyes were as gentle as water.

It turned out to be asleep.

Song Jingshui leaned his head and looked at Yu Cheng who was sleeping soundly.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, many students started to listen to these theoretical things early in the morning because they were too sleepy, and immediately lay down on the table and began to take a nap.

Only a few people went to the bathroom and left the classroom.

The classroom was not noisy, but suddenly, there was some movement in the back row of the classroom, right next to Yu Cheng.

A few boys spoke loudly, chatting about something, and started laughing out of nowhere.

Yu Cheng frowned slightly when he was quarreled, and hummed unconsciously.

Song Jingshui's eyes turned cold instantly, and he covered Yu Cheng's ears very lightly, for fear of waking up Zhengxiang who was sleeping.

"Hey, those over there, please keep your voice down." Song Jingshui's voice was also very cold, as cold as the cold air exuding from a cold cave, making people shiver.

The few people over there were secretly upset when they heard someone tell them to keep their voices down, thinking, who is meddling?

They turned around and saw Song Jingshui with a gloomy expression, their hearts trembled.

This momentum...is a bit scary...

Now everyone in the school knows Song Jingshui, he is handsome, he is also a university bully, and his family background should be no worse, no one dares to provoke him.

Several boys stopped talking for a moment, and the voices of others also consciously lowered their voices, for fear that they would be the next one to be called by Song Jingshui.

The voice in the classroom was much quieter, and Song Jingshui gently put down the hand covering Yu Cheng's ear.

When Yu Cheng woke up, it was almost the end of get out of class. He was sleepy, with red marks on his face.

"Did the teacher leave any homework?" Yu Cheng yawned and asked Zhu Xiaohui beside him.

There was only one question in Zhu Xiaohui's mind, and of course he asked it, almost blurting out, "What is your relationship with that first-year freshman?"

Yu Cheng frowned, not yet fully awake: "What are you talking about?"

"It's Song Jingshui, what's your relationship with him?"

"It's just a friend relationship. If you add one, it's a teacher-student relationship." Yu Cheng said lazily.

"Why do you ask that?" Yu Cheng noticed something was wrong, and looked at Zhu Xiaohui carefully.

"Song just now..." Zhu Xiaohui remembered that Song Jingshui had asked him to keep secret that he had been here, including what he had done, before he had spoken half a sentence.

Yu Cheng: "?"

"Song Jingshui was so handsome just now." Zhu Xiaohui laughed dryly, trying to divert his attention.

Yu Cheng looked at him with an expression like looking at a fool, "Did you take your medicine this morning?"

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the basketball club meeting.

A male minister stood in front, first said a lot about the recent situation of this club, and finally said suddenly: "Can everyone go to the basketball club gathering tonight? The fee is 500 per person, and if it is not enough, I will make up. "

Yu Cheng's face was displeased, and he didn't say in advance that he wanted to have a dinner together?

The male minister continued with a smile: "If there are students who really can't go, they can raise their hands now and explain why they can't go."

No one raised their hands, just when he thought they could all go, one hand was raised high.

Yu Cheng was expressionless: "I can't go."

The minister's smile stuck on his face, "Why can't you go?"

"My uncle will come to pick me up for dinner in a while."

Others began to whisper, saying that it might be an excuse for not having money, or not wanting to find it, and this excuse is really weird.

"Can't you really participate?" the minister asked again.

"No." Yu Cheng answered straightforwardly, without dragging his feet.

After the meeting was over, Yu Cheng looked at the time, and it was almost five o'clock, so he walked directly to the school gate.

He was followed by two boys from the basketball club, who kept pointing behind him, "Is Yu Cheng's family so poor? Can't even get five hundred?"

"Can't come out with money at the beginning of the month? How poor is the family?"

When they were approaching the school gate, Yu Cheng couldn't stand the two boys' snarky words, so he turned around and admitted generously, "That's right, I have no money, and I'm just a poor male college student."

One of the boys couldn't help ridiculing when he heard Yu Cheng's words, "I knew it, and it's funny to say that uncle came to take him home for dinner."

Suddenly, a silver-white Rolls Royce stopped at the gate of the school.

The gorgeous and noble car body, the dazzling and attractive colors, the eyes of the two boys were straight, and they walked to the front to take a closer look.

After all, they had never seen such a luxurious car.

A very elegant man got out of the car. The man was wearing a white shirt. If you didn't look at the cyan tattoo that spread down his collarbone, you would think he was a prince from a fairy tale.

The corners of Yu Cheng's lips raised, and he walked up to Yu Mingfeng, "Uncle."

When Yu Mingfeng saw him, his face was full of smiles, and he stretched out his hand to pat his head lovingly, "Let's go, little nephew."

One of the boys couldn't accept it, and felt that the facts were not what they saw before, so he sneered, "Yu Cheng must have been taken care of!"

At this time, Yu Cheng had just gotten into the car, so he didn't hear the boy's words.

but……

Yu Mingfeng heard it.