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The upsurge of topic grouping passed within a few days. Everyone had already forgotten about it, but Fang Bihua dumped a topic grouping table to the class leader. It was like going to the sea that had just calmed down. Like throwing a fish|thunder, there was another wave of spray.

"Hey show me show me..."

"Help me see which group I'm in!"

"Don't squeeze, okay? Anyway, it's going to be stuck on the wall later... hey, don't tear up the paper!" The squad leader impatiently pushed away some people who wanted to grab the paper.

"...I've been unlucky for a few lifetimes, why should I be in a group with him! I don't want to!"

At this time, a roar suddenly sounded in the class, and everyone turned to look at the source of the sound.

I saw Qin Nan squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, raising his head with an expression of wanting to cry, while Yu Hai beside him scratched his head helplessly, reaching out to rub his head to comfort him, but Qin Nan slapped him away.

"Don't touch me woo woo woo!"

Yu Hai became even more helpless.

The onlookers asked excitedly, "What's the matter?"

There is a play to watch.

Yu Zhou gave Yu Hai a helpless glance, but it was just this glance that made the helpless Yu Hai grab hold of a life-saving straw, he ran over with his shiny black and slightly curly fluffy hair, and grabbed Yu Zhou's arm. Shaking vigorously: "Brother Yu Zhou is not my fault, woo woo woo!"

The two cried more fiercely than the other.

Song Chuan, who was sleeping next to him, looked up lazily at this scene, and laughed out loud.

"What's the matter with you two? After crying and making troubles, will I have to find a rope for you to hang yourself later?" Song Chuan said.

Yu Hai glared at him fiercely.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhou asked.

"It's just me and Qin Nan who got into a group... and then he just did that... you say it's not my fault and what's wrong with being in a group with me? Yes! You said that this person is not too much! He still hit me! You see, I just wanted to comfort him with my hand just now! He actually hit me, woo woo woo!" Yu Hai raised his hand and covered it excitedly. The sleeves of his hands clamored to show Yu Zhou.

"These two treasures." Song Chuan propped his chin and glanced at Qin Nan again, and found that Qin Nan was silent, just squatting on the ground with an expression of thinking about life.

Yu Zhou also couldn't figure out what was going on with these two people, they were usually fine in a dormitory, but today they were divided into groups for the subject and cried miserably.

"It's okay." Yu Zhou still gently stroked his hair that was a little messed up from running just now in a comforting manner.

"You are so kind!" Yu Hai roared and wanted to jump on Yu Zhou.

"Hey, hey, don't, there are people behind, don't mess around..." Before Song Chuan finished speaking, he was pressed by the two people and leaned over. He had to hold on to the back table and his own desk to keep from falling.

"..." Yu Zhou leaned his head on Song Chuan's shoulder, looking at Yu Hai on his body, he wanted to punch him to death.

"Get up, or your elder brother will get angry." Song Chuan said with some difficulty while climbing the table.

Yu Hai reluctantly got up from Yu Zhou's body, then brushed his hair and ran away.

Yu Zhou suspected that he was here to make trouble.

"you……"

Song Chuan reduced the gravity of one person and was able to stand up slightly, but Yu Zhou still leaned on his shoulder in a daze, and he could touch his shampoo-scented hair as long as he lowered his head and the tip of his nose.

Yu Zhou turned his head to look at Song Chuan with some difficulty, then lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Sorry."

Song Chuan froze for a moment, then smiled: "It's okay, I'll help you up."

Then one hand rested on Yu Zhou's back and slowly lifted him up.

Yu Zhou could feel Song Chuan's warm hands supporting him carefully.

"Thanks," Yu Zhou rubbed his shoulders, and felt embarrassed after thinking about it, "Sorry."

Song Chuan was a little helpless: "Why do you have such a strong sense of ritual? You are both thankful and sorry."

"Song can't take it anymore." As he said that, he hooked Yu Zhou's neck with his hand, and gestured to pinch his face with one hand.

"Three." Yu Zhou glanced at him.

Song Chuan pinched his face so hard that Yu Zhou felt his flesh hurt.

"Two." Song Chuan answered with a smile, then looked at him, with his hands still on his shoulders.

Yu Zhou looked at him calmly, and the next second Song Chuan felt heart-piercing pain on his toes.

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"Actually... I think the two of them had a futile fight." Song Chuan looked at the project grouping table and found that they were in groups of five. "It's not a pair."

Standing behind Song Chuan, Yu Zhou looked at the names of the five people including himself, and read out softly: "Song Chuan, Yu Zhou, Yu Hai, Qin Nan, Li Mengyue."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who is Li Mengyue?"

"Our class is in charge," Song Chuan said, "Zhou Zhou, you still don't recognize anyone after a few months of school."

"No matter how disgusting I am, I don't mind changing the same table." Yu Zhou said.

In fact, I have not bothered to remember the names of the people in my class since I started school for so long. He only heard the name Li Mengyue shouted a few times when collecting homework, and then there would be a female voice who also shouted back to him. .

"Li Mengyue! Hand in your homework!"

"Wait! I haven't finished my chemistry yet! It's your turn later!"

That's about it.

"Actually, this little girl's mind is quite lively, but she's quite playful." Song Chuan smiled.

"Yo - I seem to hear someone scolding me behind my back?" The female voice who needed to queue up to make up homework sounded again, and Yu Zhou felt that it would be more formal for the representatives of each subject to register one by one.

Song Chuan turned his head and looked at the girl exuding a flamboyant aura all over her body, and changed her words flexibly: "No, I praise you for being smart."

Li Mengyue's school uniform was loosely put on her body, and the zipper was only half-pushed. She was tall and had striking features. At this moment, she was looking at Song Chuan with one hand on her hip and raised eyebrows.

Yu Zhou was taken aback by the aggressiveness of this girl.

"Okay, let's just get by and don't care about it," Li Mengyue brushed her hair with her hands with a smile, and leaned slightly closer to Song Chuan, "Group leader Song will take us to complete the best project."

Song Chuan was startled, a little helpless: "The team leader hasn't been decided yet."

Li Mengyue straightened up and said, "Anyway, the team has made an appointment, and those who are capable will be given priority."

Song Chuan: "I don't..."

"You can," Li Mengyue tossed him a word very coolly, and then winked at Zhou, "Brother Zhou has no objection."

Yu Zhou was not used to being called this name by others, he raised his eyes and looked at Song Chuan who was aggrieved: "No objection."

"Men can't say no," Li Mengyue was very satisfied with Yu Zhou's cooperation, she smiled, and slapped Song Chuan on the shoulder hard: "Right, team leader."

"...Yes." To your mother.

"You're not loyal, really." Song Chuan said seriously on the way to the cafeteria.

Yu Zhou sighed inaudibly: "Then you can't?"

"...I can do it." Song Chuan was completely defeated on "Can I do it?"

The two arrived 10 minutes late, the cafeteria had already passed the peak of the crowd, and the aunt in the cafeteria finally trembled a few beats slower.

Probably due to the inspection by the provincial leaders, the school has improved a lot in the cafeteria in order to keep the provincial key brand.

"Chili fried pork finally has more than just chili," Song Chuan picked up the meat and marveled. "The seaweed and egg soup finally has eggs."

"Hey Brother Zhou, look, the food is a lot cleaner..."

"Yes," Yu Zhou stood up abruptly as soon as he put down his chopsticks, "Is it over?"

"Are you trying to say that you can't stop me from eating?" Song Chuan said.

"Yes." Yu Zhou laughed angrily.

Song Chuan also laughed.

The two laughed for a while before stopping.

Song Chuan picked up the rice slowly with his chopsticks and said, "I think we really complement each other."

"How much is your degree?" Song Chuan asked again.

"Thirty degrees, ninety degrees, and one hundred and five degrees are acute angles, right angles, and obtuse angles." Yu Zhou felt as if he was reciting a magic spell, and Song Chuan was the golden monkey.

"It's okay, I don't care how fast you are, I can make up for it anyway." Song Chuan said.

Yu Zhou looked up at him: "Really?"

"The sum of the two of us must be one hundred and eight." Song Chuan added a piece of egg flower to Yu Zhou.

"You're going to split two people's forks," Yu Zhou said.

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