I got pregnant after A became O in front of my rival

As soon as school was over, Yan Mu walked out of the classroom.

"Brother Yan." Xie Qiu stopped him and asked, "What are you going to have for dinner?"

At the same time, the phone vibrated, and Jiang Zhihuo's news kept skipping.

Yan Mu lowered her eyes.

Jiang Zhihuo: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

Jiang Zhihuo: Waiting for you at the No. [-] Scholar!

Jiang Zhihuo: I'll give you 5 minutes, I rushed up before I came out!

Yan Mu turned off the screen, did not reply, and said to Xie Qiu, "Eat something, what can you bring?"

"No, no, no." Xie Qiu didn't dare to let Brother Yan take him, and every time a group of girls could kill him with their eyes, "I'll just go to the cafeteria!"

There is a food street outside the gate of No. [-] Middle School. A long string of small stalls will be set up every meal time. The long street is bustling with students who go out to look for food.There are always several shops named "Zhuangyuan" or various famous schools at the entrance of every high school. The "Zhuangyuan" mentioned by Jiang Zhihuo is a milk tea shop. The location is very good. It is in the middle of the street, separated by buildings an alley.

Yan Mu walked to the door of the "No. [-] Scholar" and saw no one. He opened WeChat and was about to ask, but was dragged into a side alley by a hand.

The strong smell of wine overflowed from the alley, Jiang Zhihuo hugged Yan Mu's waist from behind, leaned against his neck, his back tensed.

After taking several mouthfuls of pheromone, Jiang Zhihuo said angrily, "Why so slow?"

Yan Mu slowly released the pheromone, and when he recovered, he said, "I can't fly." Then he paused, lowered his head, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" Jiang Zhihuo raised his hand, smelled it on his sleeve, and there was a smell of alcohol and tobacco.

Jiang Zhihuo said indifferently: "Smoking and drinking, our school bully likes to gather a group of bad boys to squat on the side of the road and pretend to be forced."

"..." Yan Mu really didn't know what to say, he just wanted to finish quickly, grabbed the back of Jiang Zhihuo's head and kissed.

The summer evening is still sweltering, the narrow alley hides two boys who are kissing, two completely different pheromones are intertwined, and the alley is crowded with people.

There are many kisses, the two of them have adapted, and soon entered the state, and can judge the approximate time without counting the time.

After 3 minutes, the two separated.

The street lights just turned on, a warm orange light fell from overhead in a dim light.

Yan Mu was standing under the light, his knife-like facial features were portrayed with a bit of indifference, and there was a faint shadow in the light and darkness.

Yan Mu asked softly, "When will you be back?"

"I don't know, anyway, I'll see you again in three hours." Jiang Zhihuo was surprised that Yan Mu took the initiative to start the topic, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Yes." Yan Mu sneered, "Make up lessons."

"..." Jiang Zhihuo was speechless, "Are you serious?"

When this question was asked, Jiang Zhihuo still hugged him a little bit. This person was just looking for faults because he was idle and bored. No one knew where Jiang Zhihuo skipped class. Three hours later, he came to ask Yan Mu for a kiss. , and then deliberately went back a little late, thinking that there would be classes the next day, so Yan Mu should go to bed at this point.

As a result, when he tiptoed open the door of the room, the light inside was still on, and Yan Mu was still writing questions? !

Seeing Jiang Zhihuo's return, Yan Mu's expression didn't change. Instead, he threw the paper in front of Jiang Zhihuo and said coldly, "Let's do the questions."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo glanced at the test paper, his eyes went dark.

It was not difficult to find out the test paper, so Jiang Zhihuo moved a stool and sat beside Yan Mu, spread out the paper, and stared at the words on it.

I can recognize every word, every question, it's so fucking simple, and I can get everything right with my eyes closed.

Jiang Zhihuo didn't write for a long time. After a while, he poked Yan Mu's arm with the cap of his pen: "Just... let me ask you, how many points do you think I can get in this set of papers?"

Yan Mu raised his eyes, his pupils were dark.

Jiang Zhihuo was a little guilty when he saw him, and asked again: "Do you have no psychological expectations when you make up lessons for others? For example... how bad am I? I'm afraid you will be scared."

"Whatever." Yan Mu turned his head and continued with the paper in his hand.

The implication is that no matter how bad it is, it can be taught.

Do it, do it, learn to be confident.

Jiang Zhihuo began to write a few words according to the routine of the usual exam.

First find the simple ones and fill them in, and ignore the multiple choice questions in the next few questions. Choose C for all, fill in the blanks and write the first question, and directly cast 0 or 1 for the remaining three questions.Then came the big question. Jiang Zhihuo raised his hand and wrote a few elegant "solutions". The whole process took less than 10 minutes. Finally, he put the fountain pen on the table, slapped it heavily, and raised his head: " I'm done!"

Full of momentum and full of confidence.

Yan Mu spread out the test paper, glanced at the words on it, frowned, and didn't speak for a long time.

"How is it?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.

Yan Mu put down the test paper, his gaze was indescribable: "Jiang Zhihuo, are you mentally retarded?"

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo found the right opportunity, slapped the table, and pretended to be angry: "If you don't want to make love, you can pull it down. There is no need to attack personally. It's not the first day you know me, I'm just at this level!"

He was about to use this excuse to slip away, he was angry on the surface, but he was happy in his heart, but Yan Mu grabbed his back by the collar: "Come here."

Start talking directly.

Yan Mu's explanation is crisp and clear, simple but comprehensive, every sentence is clean and without a trace of nonsense, even if you are mentally retarded, you can understand it. After finishing a question, Yan Mu asked politely: "Did I explain clearly?" Is it?"

"Ah?" There are no questions in this paper that you can't do. If you take out the competition paper and ask him to do it, you may not make many mistakes. Jiang Zhihuo is full of thoughts about how to act in a natural and appropriate way. , Yan Mu didn't listen to a single word he said.

From Yan Mu's point of view, this expression was that of a top student with blind eyes and a blank mind like a mentally retarded student. He asked again: "Did I explain clearly?"

Hearing the question, Jiang Zhihuo was startled, he didn't know what to do, he should ask the person involved: "Let me ask... that is, you think I should, how can you understand?"

Yan Mu: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo: "Ah, no, what I mean is, what do you think you don't understand about my grades?"

Yan Mu: "..."

It's easy to write papers blindly, as long as there are words on it, and it's easy to be called to the office. No matter what you ask, you will always answer "I don't know why this is the case."

But the real face-to-face remedial lessons, Jiang Zhihuo's goosebumps all over his body, this fucking is just acting mentally retarded in front of people, let him listen to the questions that he can do with his feet over and over again, it doesn't look like it, he can't act it.

In the third year of junior high school, it was Zong Bei, who asked him exactly what he was thinking and what kind of thinking he used to solve the problem for every question. Things, I don’t have one, but I know quite a few girls named Si Si who have all kinds of thoughts, I’ll introduce them to you, can you let me go?”

Of course, Zong Bei couldn't give up his friends for the sake of his sister. One acted as a mentally retarded person, and the other taught them. At that time, the two of them were on the verge of collapse every day.

Same now!

Why do you have to cocoon yourself!

Telling the truth directly is better than the excuse of making up lessons!

If you are really guilty, please use legal sanctions instead of making up lessons to punish!

Jiang Zhihuo closed his eyes, and pointed blindly, "This, the first question, I don't understand."

Yan Mu: "..."

This question is the simplest in the entire paper, and anyone who has not been to high school can do it.

When Yan Mu got up, Jiang Zhihuo thought to himself, Xue Shen gave up so quickly?

Three seconds later, Yan Mu found a high school math textbook from a side cabinet and threw it in front of Jiang Zhihuo: "Look."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo never imagined that one day he would live with his rival, sleep in the same bed with his rival, kiss with his rival, be made up for lessons by his rival, and be forced to read his freshman textbook all night by his mother!

The next day, Chang Luo saw Jiang Zhihuo with dark circles under his eyes, and asked in surprise, "Brother Huo, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhihuo was exhausted, covered his face, and sighed deeply: "Someone... murdered me with knowledge."

Sleeping too late last night, Jiang Zhihuo made up for two classes in a row. He opened his eyes only when the bell rang after class. His body felt hot, and pheromone leaked out. Jiang Zhihuo covered the back of his neck and hurried out of the room. back door.

The end of the second period is a big break. It is time to assemble for morning exercises. The boys have already gone downstairs, and the girls move slowly. After the assembly music rang for a while, they set up the desk and ready to leave the classroom hand in hand with their friends.

When passing by Jiang Zhihuo's seat, one of the girls stopped.

"An Miao, what's wrong?" Another girl asked.

Tang Anmiao carefully identified it for a while, and asked, "Is anyone in our class drinking alcohol? It smells like alcohol."

The other girl didn't smell anything, and asked doubtfully, "Is there no smell?"

"Really?" Tang Anmiao's expression was slightly off. If no one else smelled it, it could only be pheromone. She used a smile to hide her emotions, "That may be because I smelled it wrong."

For several days in a row, Jiang Zhihuo came back very late, and it got later and later. Later, he stayed outside until the symptoms of fever appeared, and he couldn't bear it before returning.

Compared with fever, he is more afraid of one-on-one make-up lessons.

It's okay to pretend to be a scumbag, but he really can't pretend to be mentally retarded!

However, Jiang Zhihuo still underestimated Xueshen.

Xueshen really doesn't need sleep.

No matter how late he came back, every time he opened the door, the light in the room must be on, and there was always a stack of textbooks and test papers in front of him.

Jiang Zhihuo wanted to pretend to be blind, ignored the two piles of gadgets, took a change of clothes and was about to take a bath, but when he turned around, Yan Mu grabbed his arm.

He only said two words: "Learning."

After staying in the air-conditioned room for a long time, Yan Mu's palm was very cold, and Jiang Zhihuo's heart was also cold when he squeezed it, and he shook off his hand: "I don't study! I don't know how! I don't know anything! I know everything! Junior high school Neither will!"

Yan Mu still looked at him with that faint look, and then took out another junior high school textbook.

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo collapsed: "Brother, please let me go, okay! Brother!!"

Yan Mu raised her eyes and asked back, "What about me?"

Jiang Zhihuo gritted his teeth: "I promise you, improve by 10 points in the midterm exam? 20 points? 30 points! Any more will be false!"

Yan Mu asked, "How to improve?"

Jiang Zhihuo made up a general reason: "I have a lot of room for improvement with such a small score, so I can cheat!! We scumbags are the best at cheating!!"

Yan Mu pointed out: "You don't even know how to do it?"

Jiang Zhihuo wanted to shut himself up: "I can type 30 pages!"

Yan Mu: "How?"

Jiang Zhihuo: "I can make a catalog!"

Yan Mu: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo was stupefied by Yan Mu's stare, so he simply tossed his clothes and said, "What are you going to do! Are you just trying to get along with me like this! In this way, I will share with you the information about Yuyun that I recently inquired about? You just want me to sleep well tonight? Look at my dark circles, I will become a species if I continue to suffer! The scumbag needs sleep, and the scumbag really needs sleep!"

Yan Mu didn't get into it, and after listening to him finish a long series of words, there were still three words that were extremely bland: "Let's do the questions."

Jiang Zhihuo came to the school dragging his body on the verge of collapse.

After getting enough sleep in class, he leaned against the door of the classroom to enjoy the shade between classes. Zong Bei also finished class. Seeing Jiang Zhihuo, he asked, "How are your recent make-up classes?"

Jiang Zhihuo shook his head, pointed at the black circles under his eyes, and said with a miserable face: "It's horrible, it's utterly tragic, it's inhumane."

Yan Mu is not as easy to fool as Zong Bei. This person's eyes are very heavy. When he stares at a person, he seems to be able to see through everything. Every time he says "no", he always feels that he is being scrutinized by this person. Every cell in his body was severely scraped.

Jiang Zhihuo was physically and mentally exhausted, it was too difficult, really too difficult.

Jiang Zhihuo: "Hey."

Zong Bei patted him on the shoulder: "Fire, come on! I can see your hard work, and the midterm exam will definitely reward you!"

"Hehe." Jiang Zhihuo showed a pale and weak smile.

Studying is really not that fun, Zong Bei understands that, for more than two years, no matter how hard he tries, he can only take about [-] students in this perverted school.

Just as he was about to say a few more words of comfort, the door of Class Two was pushed open, and Bai Yuyun walked out of the classroom. Then, Zong Bei saw Jiang Zhihuo, who was pale and haggard just a moment ago, instantly radiant and full of energy. Stepping in front of Bai Yuyun, he took out a box out of nowhere: "Yuyun!"

Zongbei: "..."

"Huh?" Bai Yuyun took the box and asked, "What did you buy?"

"Bracelet." Jiang Zhihuo didn't make any fuss, "The one you like."

These days, Jiang Zhihuo has been inquiring about Bai Yuyun's news, asking around, not low-key at all, he almost hangs "I'm chasing the school belle, you stand away from me" on top of his head.

"Thank you." Bai Yuyun smiled slightly.

It was clearly summer, but Bai Yuyun was still wearing a long-sleeved school uniform, with slender fingers protruding from the cuffs.

Jiang Zhihuo asked: "Wearing so thick, is it hot?"

"It's okay." Bai Yuyun said.

"That's right." Jiang Zhihuo laughed, "Fairies don't sweat."

Bai Yuyun asked with a smile: "I heard that you have been asking about me recently."

"Yes." Jiang Zhihuo said bluntly, "I'm chasing you."

"Is the school bully's pursuit so overbearing?" Bai Yuyun smiled, and said tactfully, "Actually, you don't have to ask."

"Really?" Jiang Zhihuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the tightly covered cuffs, pretending not to understand, "Then I'll ask you directly, and you can tell me, is that okay?"

Bai Yuyun was amused by Jiang Zhihuo's straightforwardness: "You can try it."

Xie Qiu just went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw Jiang Zhihuo chatting happily with Bai Yuyun at the gate of the second class.

The teacher of Class [-]'s last class asked for leave that day and changed to self-study. Xie Qiu thought about it for a day, and sat in front of Yan Mu before school was over, anxious for Yan Mu. .

Xie Qiu asked: "Brother Yan, Brother Huo has been chasing him very fiercely recently, why don't you make a move?"

Yan Mu calmly finished writing the question in hand, as if he didn't care much, said: "No need."

"No need?" Xie Qiu was puzzled, brother Yan didn't do anything these days?He heard that Jiang Zhihuo was looking for information, and asked again, "Brother Yan, why not use it?"

As soon as the words were finished, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and a group of fish who were in a hurry to cook jumped out. Yan Mu wrote the last stroke on the test paper unhurriedly, and capped the pen cap.

In the crowded corridor, someone knocked on the window of Class [-]. Xie Qiu looked up, and it was Bai Yuyun.Bai Yuyun nodded at Xie Qiu, and said to Yan Mu, "Shall we go shopping together?"

Xie Qiu: "!!!!!!"

Xie Qiu: As expected of Brother Yan? !Really don't need it! !

The competition is coming.

Recently, Yan Mu has been preparing for the competition in the next city, and Bai Yuyun is also preparing for another one.

Although the two competitions are different, the things tested are the same. There are not many people participating in this kind of competition. Bai Yuyun and Yan Mu go to buy textbooks every time.

The bookstores near No. [-] Middle School sell mostly teaching materials, and rarely related to competitions, so they can only go to the bookstore in the city center.

Yan Mu's driver was waiting at the school gate early in the morning. Seeing that his young master actually let a girl into the car, he was curious and took a few extra glances at the rearview mirror.

The girl is really beautiful, especially her temperament, which is soft and gentle.

Curiosity is curiosity, the driver didn't ask much about Young Master Yan.

The car drove into the driveway and stopped in front of Book City 25 minutes later.

There is a special area for self-study in the book city. After selecting the materials, the two of them will go there together.

Bai Yuyun sat opposite Yan Mu.

The girl's hair was hanging down, and she gently lifted it up again. The light fell on the brand-new desktop, and the red ribbon tied to the air conditioner fluttered left and right. The study room was exceptionally quiet.

The moment she raised her eyes, Yan Mu was in a daze.

The gentle and quiet temperament of Bai Yuyun will always remind him of the scenes in his memory regardless of his appearance and gender.

He was writing a paper, a shadow was cast on the table, and the nib of the pen wrote fluent and vigorous words.

The boy sat next to him, stroke by stroke, carefully.

The only sound in my ears is the sound of the tip of the pen brushing against the paper.

It was winter, the cherry blossoms had already fallen, and the window was covered with a vast expanse of snow. The snow-skinned boy was wearing a light-colored down jacket with soft fur floating on his fair and slender neck.

He was quiet, well-behaved, and sat on the ground in the sunlight that shone through the window.

There was also a table in front of them. On the table was a pottery vase. The mouth of the vase was a bit crooked. They pinched it together. An unnamed flower bloomed white petals in the vase.

"Cloud boat."

"Huh?" The boy opposite raised his eyes.

These eyes are very beautiful, with clear bottoms, reflecting the snow and sunlight outside the window.

"What's the matter?" It was too cold, but he didn't want to turn on the heater, saying that the room was stuffy, and would rather wrap himself up round and round, and when he spoke, a layer of mist came out of his lips.

Yan Mu shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

The boy smiled peacefully, and then leaned against him, like a group of well-behaved, furry animals.

As if feeling the gaze from the other side, Bai Yuyun also raised his eyes, his eyelashes slightly curved: "What's wrong?"

Yan Mu regained consciousness in a daze, there was no Luoxue, no pottery vase, and no quiet and proud boy in front of him.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and soon he adjusted back, as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's nothing."

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——感谢在2020-12-2122:09:28~2020-12-2317:18:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 blue blue;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of Keiko Tsujiu; 3971975210 bottles of melanin gradually; 365523633 bottles; 2 bottles of Yunwei milk tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!