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Ji Zhengchu took another pair of chopsticks and buried himself in the rice.

It didn't take long for the three of them to sit down, and it immediately caused a commotion.

After all, Lu Fan, the god of learning, is not so easy to sit with people.What's more, the person sitting together is also a romantic person from this school, it couldn't be more magical.

There was also a transfer student caught in the middle... The fire of gossip is getting hotter and hotter.

Shang Mu didn't have much self-awareness, and concentrated on eating his pork ribs, picking out the potatoes inside while eating.There was also a plate of broccoli next to it, and we touched it twice in total.

Obviously a picky eater.

It was hard to pick and eat everything that could be eaten, and only a small half of a large bowl of rice was eaten.He felt his stomach, and Wu Liuliu's eyes fixed on the other side.

Ji Zhengchu likes spicy food, so he ordered boiled fish and mapo tofu.Shang Mu thought for a while, and the chopsticks pointed at his tofu.

"Brother Ji, why don't you give me tofu? Does the fish have spines? I don't have any food." The tone was cute and the voice was cute.

Ji Zhengchu: ...

Eat, eat my tofu?

Suddenly he took a deep breath.

The spicy oil of the boiled fish went down his throat and entered the trachea, choking him so much that tears were about to flow out.

"You, cough, cough..." He swallowed a big mouthful of soup, and then managed to complete the sentence: "You can eat whatever you want, what nonsense are you talking about? Can you talk nonsense about eating tofu?"

Shang Mu let out an aggrieved "Oh" and picked up another piece of fish, "Is there any thorns?" Then he put it in his mouth without waiting for Ji Zhengchu's answer.

As soon as it was stuffed in, a cold voice sounded from the side.

"There are thorns." Lu Fan said.

The boy's ears trembled, and he turned his head away.

There was still half a piece of unswallowed fish in his mouth.

Hearing the sound of "there are thorns", I didn't know whether to swallow it or spit it out.

It choked so abruptly for several seconds.

His dark eyes were full of bewilderment.

It was Ji Zhengchu who reacted first and knocked on the table: "Spit it out quickly, what are you thinking about, little ancestor."

Shang Mu hesitated a few times, hesitating for a moment between being polite and spitting it out, his lips twitched a few times, and slowly swallowed the remaining half into his mouth.

Ji Zhengchu looked at him vigilantly as if facing a formidable enemy: "Little ancestor, can you do it?"

Shang Mu lowered his head and puffed his mouth slowly, like a little hamster. After feeling it for a long time, a long, long thorn wriggled out from his lips.

——Ji Zheng——

Chu Yi was stunned: "Fortunately, I can still spit thorns, but it scared me. If you spit it out, it will be gone? There are not many fish bones."

Shang Mu raised his head, gave him a cool look, and squirmed out another stick like a hamster.

Ji Zhengchu: ...

Unable to bear it any longer, he burst out laughing.

Miserable, and a little pathetic.

But he, gloated.

While smiling, a cold voice suddenly came from the opposite side: "Noisy."

Like the wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, rustling against my face.

Immediately, he was trembling with fright.

——Shang Mu looked at the boy next to him——

Go, swallow what's in your mouth, and whisper, "I'm sorry."

Then, he poked the rice in the bowl and complained softly: "I didn't make any sound..."

When speaking, he buried his head very low, like a little puppy who made a mistake, aggrieved.

He was obviously not convinced, but he didn't dare to refute loudly, so he could only huddle in his den and sob.

"Noisy on the opposite side." The cold person next door said again.

The boy poking at the rice was stunned for a moment, blinking his eyes slowly, and then blinking again.

I don't know if he was hallucinating, but he always felt that there was a little tenderness in this complaint.

More like explaining than complaining?

So, Shang Mu, who was still languid just now, like a puppy, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Ji Zhengchu happily.

With that appearance, I can't wait to put a tail on myself and shake it to the sky.

The word "provocation" was almost written on his forehead.

Ji Zhengchu: ...

Didn't it just mean that I was noisy and didn't talk about you?Does it make you so proud not to be criticized?

His lips squirmed exaggeratedly, and he said to Shang Mu with his lips: childish, primary school student!

With a "snap", I got another kick on the instep.

Shang Mu's stepping on someone doesn't count, and he put his five fingers together and wiped it on his neck, making a "kill" movement.

Super fierce!

While looking at Ji Zhengchu with murderous eyes, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy next to him showing signs of raising his head.

Busily put away his movements, and sat upright.

Then, he turned his head and smiled obediently at the person, with a reserved look on his face: "Tofu is really delicious, Lu Fan, do you want to try my tofu?"

After being given a cool look by the boy, he immediately became cowardly and became completely obedient.

The one-day class ended smoothly. Although the textbooks in Q City and H City are not the same, Shang Mu read it and found that the general knowledge points are not much different.

Moreover, the Q city where he was in before was known for its strict subjects. Now that he went through the practice questions given by the school, he found it to be relatively easy.

——Second year in high school——

In half a semester, there is only the end of the entire high school course, and the next whole senior year will be mainly reviewing.

The progress of the rocket class is even faster, and there are only a few thin pages left in the thick textbook.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and Shang Mu sorted out the key points of today's class in his notebook stroke by stroke, and read the few questions that he didn't understand a few times, and then started to look at the class to be taught tomorrow.

"Chemistry, English, Mathematics, Chinese." He compared the class schedule, preparing to preview the content that will be taught tomorrow.

He had taken the three main subjects today, and he knew what the teacher was going to talk about tomorrow. When it came to chemistry, he had a difficult time.

He didn't know the current progress of the chemistry teacher, so he couldn't preview it.

After rummaging in the schoolbag for a long time, I finally found my mobile phone.Open Wchat, the small group on the top is already very lively.

[Ji Zhengchu: I feel like Lu Fan is a little bit different to Mu Mu. 】

[Song Qingyun: What do you say? 】

[Ji Zhengchu: At lunch today, Mumu asked him to sit over, and he really came over, and reminded Mumu that there are thorns in the boiled fish. 】

[Song Qingyun: What's the problem? 】

【Bu Xinglang: Don't chat with Brother Song, Brother Song can't understand. 】

[Bu Xinglang: @Ji Zhengchu, you said that Lu Fan reminded Mu Mu that there are thorns in the fish?so amazing?I've heard that he's like a moving iceberg, the kind that can't attract his attention except debates and studies. 】

[Ji Zhengchu: That's right!Last time, there was an Omega boy in the No. [-] Middle School of City Z, who thought he was Lu Fan's favorite, and forced himself to join Lu Shen, and called Lu Shen several times, saying that he wanted to sit and eat together, but was rejected by Lu Shen. 】

[Bu Xinglang: Yes, yes, I heard that later I had the cheek to sit next to Lu Shen, but I was reprimanded: As an Omega, I hope you can have self-esteem.Omega cried on the spot.Seriously, isn't Lu Fan an Alpha?I always feel that he is pretending (literally)]

The chat in the group was heated, and Shang Mu happily crawled through the chat records. The villain in his heart cheered and shouted: I am special!

[It's Brother Mu, not Mu Mu: You all know Lu Fan?Do you have his Wchat number? I haven't previewed tomorrow's chemistry class. I don't know the progress of their class. I want to ask. 】

[Ji Zhengchu: I suspect you have other plans. 】

【Bu Xinglang: I suspect you have other plans. 】

[Song Qingyun: Give it to him. 】

[Ji Zhengchu: Send Lu Fan's business card.cute.jpg]

Shang Mu clicked on the business card, and Lu Fan's profile picture was very simple, a picture with a white background, and a period in the lower right corner.The nickname is his own name, Lu Fan.

He hesitated for a moment, always felt that adding Wchat directly like this was a little bit;

It's a bit abrupt, after all, they met on the first day, and the two of them didn't have a few words in total, not to mention that this Wchat account is still coming with someone else.

The boy sitting under the desk lamp turned back and forth with the pen, two shallow tooth marks were bitten on the lower lip by himself.

What should I do, should I add it...

Numbers are given.

After hesitating for a while, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and typed a string of words in the friend application: [Lu Fan, I'm Shang Mu, your new deskmate, can I ask about the progress of your class's chemistry class. 】

Then click send as a friend.

Then stare at the phone screen, waiting for someone to reply.

Waiting left and right, 10 minutes passed, my buttocks were twisted on the chair until it became hot, and the screen of the phone went dark several times, and I didn't see my friend passing by.

Young Master Shang looked at the time on his phone, realized belatedly, and slapped himself on the forehead: Damn, what am I doing?It's already this time, everyone should be asleep!

So, turn the pages of the book to preview tomorrow's math class.

After previewing the entire chapter, I found a green message on the phone.

[Lu Fan: We will start talking about organic chemistry tomorrow. 】

The time when the message was sent is displayed as 10:34;

That is, 2 minutes after he started reading, and it is already eleven o'clock.

Shang Mu carefully typed a line.

[It's Brother Mu, not Mu Mu: Thank you!I was just reading a book, so I didn't notice your message.Go to chemistry now! 】

——It also comes with a record of just coming——

The "beautiful" emoticon package cast by Chu there.

Hey hey, you can't lose the soft and cute characters.

The reply to the message was much faster this time. As soon as he opened the chemistry textbook, the green message popped up.

[Lu Fan: Yes. 】

Uh, it's cold.

Shang Mu felt that he was frozen again.

Until 11:30, the door was knocked open, and Shang Mu's father's voice came from the crack of the door: "Mu Mu, it's time to go to sleep, make sure you get enough sleep, the sea tactics are not advisable."

Shang Mu lazily responded, and went to open the door: "I'm not a masochist, I don't like doing problems that much. I just previewed the textbook, and I'll go to bed right away."

The man standing at the door, dressed in soft home clothes, was holding a cup of wolfberry in his hand.There were a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and one or two white hairs appeared between his hair.Because of the continuous high-intensity office work, there is still a little fatigue on the face.

It's Shang Mu's father, Shang Xinshi.

The man has reached middle age, but his brows are still plump and handsome. It is a literati temperament that has been naturally born after years of immersion in ink characters.

At the moment when the door is opened, it is still new;

With a soft smile on his face, he patted his son on the head and asked, "Are you still getting used to the new school? When Dad is free on weekends, I will chat with you."

Shang Mu chuckled: "You are busy, if I have any problems as a student, it will be over if I study hard. Don't worry, your son is fine. But you, you are not young, you should rest when you have time."

After speaking, he pointed to the water glass in his hand: "Otherwise, no matter how much wolfberry you soak, it won't save your hairline."

Shang Xinshi exaggeratedly lamented: "What nonsense are you talking about? The top of Dad's head is lush and the sword is not old. Okay, I'm going to work, you can go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he took his son's head in his arms, kissed him on the head, and returned to the study reluctantly.

Shang Mu looked at the computer screen glowing with blue light in the study, and his father twisted in front of the computer for a few minutes, the bones that had not moved for a long time made a "squeak" sound, which came into the ears small and small.

The boy standing at the door raised his hand and touched his head, "It's disgusting."

Kissing goodnight was a habit my father developed in Shang Mu's third year of junior high school.

Before that, my father had been busy with work, and my mother took care of him mostly.

Later, his mother died in an accident, and his father was immersed in grief and self-blame, and Shang Mu suddenly disappeared.

When they found out, the originally well-behaved little angel doll had changed into a lawless and rebellious little devil.

At that time, my father followed the advice of the psychiatrist, to be as gentle and careful as my mother, and to open Shang Mu's outer hard shell.

And one of them is to give his son a goodnight kiss before going to bed, to let him know that even if his mother is not around, he is still loved.

And this kiss has now become a customary bedtime etiquette between the father and son.

When Shang Mu saw his father sitting back in front of the computer and browsing the files, his spine was usually stiff.After thinking about it, I went back to my room, picked up my phone, and ordered a waist support on the e-commerce platform.

"A man can't have a bad waist, and Alpha can't!" He muttered in a low voice, and then clicked +1 in the amount column.

I don't want to protect my waist, I just want to adjust my sitting posture!

Shang Mu licked his lips, thinking.