Paranoid academic gods are always poor

Unlucky before going out in the morning, Song Ye's scalp was numb from the stern gaze of Young Master Song, but he couldn't find a schoolbag to pretend to be good.

Pretending to be good?

Song Ye, who is in his 20s, is too experienced.

Although he doesn't come home after night clubbing and dancing, he is still a good boy.

Facing the mirror, Song Ye dampened his hair slightly, his soaring hairstyle was lowered into obedient bangs, his almond eyes looked bigger and more innocent, and his surly eyes blinked into obedient ones.

"Brother, I'm going to school."

Young Master Song naturally knew his younger brother, but he was still confused by this well-behaved image, and couldn't help but calm down, "Go, bring the milk."

This trick has been tried and tested!

Song Da was young and mature, and Song Ye was supervised since he was a child. After his brother joined the company, he was even more strict with him, until he accidentally discovered that the always upright elder brother had no resistance to being obedient and obedient. Song Ye looks well-behaved on the surface, but he plays like crazy in private.

That's why he also didn't come home at night, and he was greeted home with booing and greetings, while other friends were treated with sticks.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Song Ye felt something was wrong.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, both openly and secretly.

Song Ye held his head high, his steps exuding an extremely confident light.

They are all very discerning, and they found out that he changed his hairstyle so quickly.

"Brother Ye, are you..." Zhao Jingming kept staring at him, unable to move his eyes away.

Song Ye pulled out the chair and sat down, straightened one leg, calmly waiting for the coming rainbow fart.

"Show me brother." Zhao Jingming cut the eyes of others, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Have you taken a fancy to Pei Hanmo?"

"Pfft, cough cough..."

The sip of milk just poured out, Song Ye was choked up and coughed, the corners of his eyes were red, coupled with today's hairstyle, giving people a sense of innocence and vulnerability.

Zhao Jingming couldn't help swallowing, "It can't be true..."

Song Ye said viciously, "Do you want to die?"

The originally intimidating tone, but because of the greatly reduced image, in Zhao Jingming's eyes, Song Ye was obviously furious when his secret was discovered.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ge, who has always been fierce, talks about love like this...

"What the hell are you thinking!"

Song Ye slapped the table with his palm, waking Zhao Jingming awake, "Put away all the messy thoughts in your head!"

Zhao Jingming shuddered, and the students around him who seemed to be chatting and studying, but actually pricked up their ears to listen to gossip, also trembled at the same time, and there was a strange silence in the classroom.

"I didn't say that..." Zhao Jingming felt wronged.

Song Ye glanced over, and the people around him looked away instantly when they caught his eye, stuttered and talked to the people around him, and each went back to the matter at hand.

"Speak clearly." Song Ye frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Yesterday you blatantly defended Xueshen, and even said that 'he is your man'." Zhao Jingming looked at his face, and then dared to continue when he saw that he was not angry, "So everyone knows that you have a crush on Xueshen, who is going to trouble Pei Hanmo? Just to be against you, just kidding, who in this school or off campus would dare to trouble you, it would be nice not to be troubled by you—"

Zhao Jingming was stared at and said he couldn't control his excitement. He laughed, and then he became worried again, "And you changed your image today... I guess it won't take long for everyone to know that in order to pursue the god of learning, you will not hesitate to give up and lay down The country should also become what beauties like."

Song Ye: "..."

"If you want me to say, Brother Ye, you should be the beauty being pursued. There is no reason for a beauty to take the initiative."

Song Yeyin looked over.

Zhao Jingming muttered: "Beauty is beauty, but it's a pity it's too fierce."

Song Ye didn't pay attention to the pretentious rumors, but it didn't prevent him from making a note of Pei Hanmo.

A sack is not enough once.

What's more, he has unintentionally helped him prevent many future troubles, a few more beatings are not too much to vent his anger, right?

In the morning, Song Ye felt like he was a monkey in the zoo. Even if he sat in the classroom and didn't go out, there would be an endless stream of people deliberately passing by just to take a look at him. If it wasn't for his brother who stayed at home recently, he couldn't cause trouble , Song Ye may be violent and beat people up.

"The school bully changed his face for the god of learning? The rumor turned out to be true!"

Their other hair boy, Ji Shaoyu, managed to make up for the homework he owed last night by playing on the computer, and immediately rushed to see the protagonist who had been widely rumored.

Ji Shaoyu was amazed, and walked around Song Ye, "You look so pleasing to the eye."

It's just that bangs can't hide the irritability between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Shut up." Zhao Jingming pulled him away, winked frequently, and stopped adding fuel to the flames.

Now Song Ye is like a firecracker, igniting at the slightest touch.

Ji Shaoyu understood his bad temper, but he didn't do anything to his own people when he looked fierce, so he snatched Zhao Jingming's chair and sat down, tilting his head and recalling: "No wonder there are more people outside the classroom today."

Among them, he had the best grades. He was in the same class as Xue Shen, and he was used to people watching from outside the classroom. Unfortunately, Pei Hanmo was withdrawn and indifferent, and he did not pretend to be polite to his classmates, let alone others. A cold flower that can only be seen from a distance.

Ji Shaoyu is more interested in what happened yesterday, "Xueshen really sent you to the infirmary? He also helped you with ice packs? By the way, you carried your schoolbag back? But as far as I know, your schoolbag is empty, right?"

Where is the injury? You can't even carry your schoolbag?

Song Ye's face was blackened by repeated questions, "Are you free?"

Zhao Jingming took pleasure in other's misfortunes: "Who told you not to go yesterday? What is there to write about in the test paper? Did you miss the big news now?"

"You don't understand the fun of studying." Ji Shaoyu pushed him away, watching Song Ye's expression change with interest, "So Ye brother, have you taken a fancy to Pei Hanmo's face?"

"Nonsense." Song Ye frowned.

"But yes, you look better than him."

Song Ye immediately put on a haughty and disdainful expression.

Ji Shaoyu pushed the golden frame, and said: "Pei Hanmo disappeared as soon as school was over, I thought he came to look for you."

"Why do you want me?" Song Ye asked.

"Yeah, why are you looking for Brother Ye? I think it's likely to go to work."

Song Ye was stunned. The powerful Mr. Pei wants to work part-time?

"It's called work-study program. Use your spare time to help with work." Ji Shaoyu thought for a while, "It should be working in the cafeteria at noon."

Song Ye stood up, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Have a meal."

The last time Zhao Jingming entered the cafeteria was when he was just in school, and he never thought that he would be able to step in again in his lifetime. He was very confused, "Brother Ye, weren't you still thinking about the newly opened hot pot restaurant in Ximen yesterday?"

I used to think that there were too many people in the school cafeteria and refused to come. How did you change your gender today?

It was Ji Shaoyu who knew Song Ye well and reminded: "The longest team is the window in charge of Xueshen. Don't think he's difficult to get along with, but it doesn't hinder his popularity."

"I'm going to cook." Song Ye left the two of them behind.

"Hey, Brother Ye, do you know how to cook rice? Do you have a meal card?"

Zhao Jingming's shout was separated from the crowd, and the other party obviously didn't hear it.

"There are so many people!"

"Okay, let's go to line up too."

Song Ye hadn't figured out what he was going to do when he saw Pei Hanmo, he just wanted to see what the frightening Patriarch Pei would be like as a migrant worker.

Endure humiliation?self-abasement?shame?

Not at all.

Maybe there is no extra emotion in Pei Hanmo's dictionary, no matter what the occasion is, it is cold and indifferent.The white cuffs are rolled up to the forearm, revealing the white wrist, and the knuckle fingers are holding a large spoon. The dusty temperament is not like cooking, but like playing a beautiful piece of music in an elegant and luxurious palace, which is pleasing to the eye .

Not only are there many people in line, but even the aunts inside take good care of him.

When Song Ye caught Pei Hanmo's sight, it was too late for Song Ye to hide.

Even though he looks well-behaved on the surface, it is only on the surface. Everyone has never seen him with their own eyes, and most of them have heard of his fierce reputation. They usually avoid him when they see him.Therefore, the longest line saw Song Ye unanimously give way to both sides tacitly, and Song Ye walked to the first place unimpeded.

"Student, what do you want to eat?"

As soon as the cold and clean voice came out, there was a sound of breathing in the surroundings.

You know, everyone has worked so hard to see Xueshen's face, and want to talk to Xueshen, but it's a pity that Xueshen doesn't like to talk, and is just a blank-faced cooking tool.

But he will take the initiative to ask Song Ye what he wants to eat? !

Rumors have been circulating all morning, and everyone is eating melons at this time, and the crowd is waiting to see a good show.

Song Ye was completely ignorant of other people's inner activities, and looked at the rows of dishes without color, fragrance, and was at a loss.

If he leaves now, it seems that he is too timid, after all, he and Pei Hanmo are still "rivals in love".

"Have some of these." Song Ye randomly ordered several dishes, but his mind was thinking about where to eat later.

But Pei Hanmo didn't follow his request, he ordered a few dishes on his own, and explained patiently: "The braised pork is too greasy, you don't like it, and the green vegetables are too old and taste bad."

Braised pork ribs, fried meat with cucumber, scrambled eggs with chives.

The dishes are barely passable, and there is nothing Song Ye doesn't like.

"Yeah." For the sake of the other party's caring, Song Ye decided not to trouble him today.

When I was about to leave, I was stopped, "Do you have money?"

A poor student asked if the rich second generation had money?

Song Yeqi smiled, took out his phone, and asked domineeringly, "How much!"

Pei Hanmo smiled lightly, and the surrounding exclamations grew louder. Song Ye's pleasant voice always sounded so irritating, "I can only swipe the card."

"..."

Song Ye felt that he was being teased. Looking at the people inside through the glass, he felt annoyed. Just when he was about to say "I won't eat", Pei Hanmo's eyes darkened, and he took out a card from his pocket. :

"I'll brush it for you."

The girl at the back silently withdrew her hand holding the meal card, she was unworthy.

Song Ye became angry from embarrassment. He didn't expect that he would be humiliated by money one day, so he said fiercely: "Wait, I will pay you back!"

Pei Hanmo curled his lips, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Song Ye was even more angry!

When it was the next turn to cook, the girl smiled sweetly, "Student Pei, can you make me braised pork ribs?"

Pei Hanmo returned to his expressionless face, without responding, he mechanically punched a spoonful and handed it out.

The girl's smile froze, the ribs didn't even have half of Song Ye's!

The author has something to say: Q: How does it feel to be close to the god of learning and school bully?

Answer: Thank you for the invitation, the dog food is full.