After wrongly binding the rival's system

At that time, Chu Lingfeng almost killed Qin Lin.

What is he going to say?Said that the sword of the fate oath is not me?

Others will say, is your height 183?You're the one with the tallest face, right?Is that you with thin waist and long legs?Such obvious features are not you who else?

——And Qin Lin!

As a result, the onlookers created new rumors: "Flower of the Gaoling flag paid a lot of money to find a child, and they blamed their rivals, saying that everything was done by their rivals."

That was the time when Chu Lingfeng, who had always stumbled in memorizing classical Chinese, suddenly became so fluent as if he had been helped by a god when he was memorizing the section "Moving the Heaven and Earth, Dou E's Injustice".

In Qin Lin's and Chu Lingfeng's life-and-death feud, both Romeo and Juliet will bow down.

Chu Lingfeng thought it was Qin Lin who drew the wrong coat, and Qin Lin thought it was Chu Lingfeng who took the wrong coat. Both of them firmly believed that they were right.

Whose that Schrödinger's coat belongs to is still unclear, but Liangzi has been tied to this day.

Chu Lingfeng thought for a while, and said, "What's the use of him being my deskmate?"

Liu Feiyang: "Take care of your clothes, don't let him take them again."

Chu Lingfeng: "... makes sense."

Liu Feiyang said again: "Be careful when you sit in your seat, be careful that he will take your chair away."

Chu Lingfeng's face was serious, this is indeed something Qin Lin would do.

"Is there any more?" Chu Lingfeng asked.

Liu Feiyang thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything else, but he still said firmly: "He definitely has another purpose, we don't follow his way."

Chu Lingfeng nodded.

When I got up from the cafeteria seat, I suddenly had a wonderful inspiration.

He and Liu Feiyang went to the abandoned utility room of the school together.

City No. [-] Middle School is a century-old school, so sometimes students can find all kinds of magical things in the school's utility room full of floating dust.

—like a long, weather-beaten stool.

When Qin Lin saw this stool, he was in awe of Chu Lingfeng's archaeological spirit.

"You said we sit on this thing?" Qin Lin couldn't believe it.

This broken wood and rotten nails, Qin Lin was afraid that once he sat on it, the whole classroom would be overwhelmed by the groaning of antique stools.

The megaphone Liu Feiyang continued to speak: "He wants to prevent you from pulling his chair."

There is nothing wrong with this antique stool, but one thing is the best - it is long and two people sit together, which perfectly prevents pranks from pulling chairs.

Qin Lin didn't know why he needed Liu Feiyang as a middleman even though Chu Lingfeng was right in front of him.Is Liu Feiyang a simultaneous interpreter of a man and some strange animal?

"Joke, can I do such a thing?" Qin Lin said.

"You are really capable of such a thing." Liu Feiyang used a declarative sentence.

Qin Lin had to admit that Liu Feiyang was right.He sighed wistfully, and watched Liu Feiyang replace his single-seat luxury chair with a double-seat long antique relic.

Willow thief!

"Don't mistrust me so much," Qin Lin sat at the table, dragging one leg carelessly, looking up at Chu Lingfeng, with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes as if looking at the whole world, "I'm here to join you , not to sabotage you."

Liu Feiyang felt that Qin Lin really deserved a beating.

As a qualified sounding board for the prince, Liu Feiyang thought about what Chu Lingfeng thought, and hated what Chu Lingfeng wanted: "Join us?"

Qin Lin nodded sincerely.

"The class is different. You should go beg under the flyover in the future, but I want to be the Wolf of Wall Street." He pushed the reflective lenses, looking quite elite.

"The man of the flower street?" Qin Lin blinked.

"The Wolf of Wall Street!"

"The man of Huajie?" Qin Lin not only said, but also wrote down these words, painted with silver hooks on iron, quite strong.

"..." Liu Feiyang once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Qin Lin during previous quarrels.

"Your surname is quite appropriate, but I can't." Qin Lin said.

The man of the flower street, Liu Feiyang, was defeated by a group of small corridors.

Chen Lingfeng stared at Qin Lin coldly.

Qin Lin smiled brightly.

The first class is Chinese, which is also the class of the head teacher, Mr. Wang. When the class bell rang, Qin Lin subconsciously looked at the system panel. The learning time was counting and accumulating, so he was relieved.

This class is about classical Chinese. Teacher Wang is speaking on stage, and Qin Lin is listening below. He doesn't take notes, but writes and draws in the textbook leisurely.

The system suddenly said: "Xiao Qin! The timer has stopped!"

Qin Lin's hand drawing the tortoise stopped suddenly... Isn't this a class, why did it stop?

He turned his head to look, and found that Chu Lingfeng's head was biting, and his crow-feather eyelashes were closed down, covering those beautiful eyes.

The grandson is asleep!

It was only then that Qin Lin realized that the 14 hours of study time in the system tasks were only counted as effective time!

Now that Chu Lingfeng is in the classroom, his heart is on Duke Zhou. The study time is not counted, and the amount of tasks must not be enough!

Qin Lin poked Chu Lingfeng's arm.

Chu Lingfeng didn't respond.

Qin Lin tugged at Chu Lingfeng's sleeve.

Chu Lingfeng still didn't respond.

Qin Lin's heart froze, and he pinched Chu Lingfeng's face.

Chu Lingfeng finally woke up.

He raised his eyes slowly at first, and after seeing Qin Lin in a daze, he shook his head blankly.

"Return to the soul, listen to the class." Qin Lin whispered.

The timer continued, and Qin Lin also continued to draw the turtle. After a while, the timer stopped unexpectedly.

Qin Lin looked again, and Chu Lingfeng fell asleep lying on his arm against the red mark Qin Lin pinched.

This time he didn't even wake up.

Qin Lin wondered how to do this, so he raised his hand to signal.

"Teacher, I will report with my real name that Chu Lingfeng fell asleep in class!"

The whole class was amazed by Qin Lin's manipulation—is this the love rival?Even if you sleep, you have to sleep restlessly.

So it was Mr. Wang's three chalk heads that woke up Chu Lingfeng this time.Only hits, no bullets miss.

Chu Lingfeng was forced to support his drowsy brain to finish listening to this hypnotic Chinese section.

For the next whole day, Qin Lin reported Chu Lingfeng with his real name in front of the teachers of various subjects from time to time.

"Report to the teacher, I will report Chu Lingfeng's desertion in class with my real name!"

"Report to the teacher, I will report Chu Lingfeng for stealing martial arts novels with my real name!"

"Report to the teacher, I will report Chu Lingfeng's real-name report for copying the reference answers at the back when writing the exercise book!"

"..."

This loud "report to the teacher" let the whole class know what it means to report to the teacher.

Qin Lin is so scheming and terrifying.

Zhao Yingjie came in front of Qin Lin and said with admiration, "As expected of you, Brother Lin, who can kill without blood, yet came up with such a vicious method."

Qin Lin is very sincere. He has never been so sincere in his life: "It's all for my study at the same table. I'm for his own good."

Zhao Yingjie clasped his fists to show his respect, feeling that Qin Lin's ability to open his eyes and tell lies has improved further.

It was already evening, and the history teacher was teaching the papers while wearing reading glasses.

For Chu Lingfeng, a worthless guy, the timer stopped again.

Qin Lin turned his head to look at him again, and found that he was staring at the blackboard seriously, but he just didn't increase the time - presumably he lost his mind after finding out that he couldn't understand.

Qin Lin looked at the timing panel, plus the last evening self-study, today's task can be completed.

"Report to the teacher, I will report with my real name that Chu Lingfeng is in a daze in class!"

The old and frail history teacher trembled and said, "Chu Lingfeng, stand up...Qin Lin, don't make trouble for nothing."

Probably because today's task is about to be completed, Qin Lin is a little carried away, and he is not in good shape when he is sitting.

Chu Lingfeng stood up.

When he came up together, the weather-beaten antique bench suddenly let out a mournful cry, like a seesaw, overturning Qin Lin who was sitting on the other side to the ground.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Qin Lin even saw the corners of Chu Lingfeng's mouth curl up.

"Remember, he fell off the stool!" Liu Feiyang said.