Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

"Make an auxiliary line inside the triangle, and use the calculated number to bring into the formula..."

This was the first math class in the morning. The math teacher's voice was deep and mellow, which made Yu Lansong, who had just come out of the dungeon, come to class drowsy.

He sneakily took out his mobile phone and found a forum link sent to him by Lu Hanxiao, which is a place where their selected players discuss the game, and they need to log in to browse.

The registration procedure was cumbersome. To screen out those who clicked in out of curiosity and unintentionally, to ensure that the internal discussions were all players, it took Yu Lansong a lot of effort to answer the questions and log in to the forum.

The forum is divided into several areas. There is an entertainment area where players can fill in water freely. There is a dungeon plot area where players spontaneously sort out posts to help other novice players. There is also a ladder list where players can update themselves to obtain points, the higher the points, the higher the ranking on the ladder.

Yu Lansong first opened the ladder list out of curiosity, and found that the top ten players were all virtual ids. A little transparency like him who just got a little points may not even be recorded on the list.

He flipped through the plot finishing area of ​​the dungeon again. The posts in it were more detailed. He collected a few at random, and then clicked on the most interesting entertainment area.

[Dungeon Bloody Moon, there are scary pictures in it with caution!Is the removal plan trying to scare people to death? 】

[A particularly beautiful npc with a big beauty appeared in the main line of orange, with a mouthful of a child, which is simply good news for male players. 】

[The difficulty of the ancient books is much higher than that of the modern ones, especially the role-playing ones. It’s not too difficult, I’m tired, and I almost got electrocuted after one game, so I’m paralyzed/crying/crying]

[Has there been any new victims? I see that the recent newcomers of the Purge Project have suddenly opened up a lot. 】

Suddenly seeing a topic he was interested in, Yu Lansong clicked in, and there were many rookie players like him who had just been selected by the game were discussing, among which the most discussed were the issues that every rookie player would pay attention to.

[What exactly is the Clearance Plan? 】

[How can I get out of the control of this game? 】

[Every time I want to tell my friends about the plan to clear it, what they hear will automatically change to something else, which is too scary. 】

An old player replied, [Don't waste your efforts, "it" monitors each player for 24 hours. 】

[Is there any reliable old player to bring a copy of the newcomer?Money is no problem / please / please]

[Trading moves to the trading area, dear. 】

……

[I'm a new player. I entered a newcomer book the day before yesterday. It's really difficult. For details, you can read another post (link) of my plot analysis. This is not the point. The point is that I met another newcomer in this dungeon. huge!Can!like! 】

As soon as the post discussing gossip gets a lot of replies, someone will reply soon, [The system of clearing the plan is old-fashioned, and there are a lot of handsome men and women matched every time. What's the use, won't it be ruthless by npc shredded. 】

[It's a boy. 】

[? ? ?How cute, show me. 】

[It's really cute, the white eyelashes are very long, and it's super energetic when you smile, let's take a few sneak shots for you to see, it's a bit blurry, photo x3]

[Although it is very vague, it is not difficult to recognize the wife. 】

[Laughing at the fuck, clearing the plan is no longer a man, such a cute brother will not be let go (it is recommended to strengthen it), so what dungeon can I enter to meet him by chance? 】

【Prettier than my goddess Xiaoxiao, I beg my brother to debut, I will give you my life. 】

[I advise everyone to give up on this idea. The guy who took him through the dungeon is a handsome guy who is very fierce and protects him like a baby. There is also another handsome guy who is good-looking and takes good care of him. 】

[Fair competition, how can it be called stealing other people's wives. 】

[Tauren climb up for me! 】

The Internet in the classroom is poor, and the three photos sent by the poster have been loading after clicking on them. Yu Lansong waited for a long time, but he still hasn't seen what the person they said looks like. The phone suddenly loses power and falls into the hole on the table. Make a loud bang.

"Yu Lansong, are you paying attention to the class?"

The math teacher's calm voice sounded very close. He raised his head, just in time to meet Meng Chenzhou's cold and beautiful face, and stood up in shock.

The beautiful boy lowered his head in front of him, revealing a small part of his snow-white neck, and said timidly, "I'm sorry, teacher."

Meng Chenzhou narrowed his eyes, he stretched out his hand, "Hand it over."

Yu Lansong bit her lower lip, and reluctantly put the phone in Meng Chenzhou's palm.

Meng Chenzhou conveniently put his cell phone into his pocket, casually said, "I'll get it in my office after school", and went back to lecture.

Without the mobile phone, Yu Lansong could only listen to the class with his head propped up.

It's just that he has never been very good at mathematics, and he couldn't listen to it. His head drooped little by little, and Meng Chenzhou's face, which was called the flower of Gaoling by his classmates, gradually blurred in his sight.

A minute later, his desk was knocked, and Yu Lansong woke up suddenly, stood up again, lowered his head, "Old... Teacher, I'm sorry."

Meng Chenzhou was about to be laughed angrily by him. He curled the corners of his lips, "My class is boring? It can make you fall asleep within a minute. It's time for me to reflect on my teaching efficiency."

"Teacher, I did my homework too late last night. I didn't sleep well. I was really sleepy. I must pay attention to class," Yu Lansong apologized sincerely.

"Okay, sit down, and write me a [-]-word self-criticism before school," Meng Chenzhou said with a cold face.

Yu Lansong sat down hastily, and sighed silently in his heart. Now he didn't dare to doze off anymore, cheered up, and wished he could listen to Meng Chenzhou's class with his hands on his eyelids.

Meng Chenzhou is their new math teacher this semester. Yu Lansong's school is a provincial key high school. He can take over the graduating class as soon as he arrives, which shows the school's trust in him.

Rumor has it that Meng Chenzhou is a Ph.D. student from a prestigious university. He looks like the dream lover of many girls, but his personality is too cold. Apart from academic questions, whenever a student asks about a personal topic, he will respond with the words "put your mind on your studies". Block back.

This is how many times Yu Lansong has been named by Meng Chenzhou. He suspects that it is because he is too biased and his math grades are poor, so he was targeted by Meng Chenzhou.

But Meng Chenzhou's frigid look of not caring about anything doesn't seem like someone who would target others.

After school, Yu Lansong knocked on the office door with a thousand-word self-criticism.

"Come in."

Meng Chenzhou was the only one in the office. The other teachers were already off work. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and was still grading homework. When he looked up and saw Yu Lansong, he waved at him casually.

Yu Lansong put the review at Meng Chenzhou's hand upright.

Meng Chenzhou picked it up, glanced at it twice, and smiled again.

Yu Lansong, "..."

Who said that Teacher Meng doesn't like to laugh, Ming... Mingming loves to laugh.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was really sleepy, so I accidentally fell asleep. I will never play with my mobile phone or sleep in class anymore. Teacher, please let me go, woo woo..." Meng Chenzhou said in a tone Read Yu Lansong's review without any disturbance.

"Ahhhhh, teacher, stop reading," Yu Lansong frantically tried to block Meng Chenzhou's sight.

Meng Chenzhou stared at Yu Lansong's hand that was undefended on his arm. After a few seconds, he raised his head and met Shangyu Lansong's innocent eyes. "The head teacher told me to focus on your math grades."

"So if I find you sleeping in my class next time, I'm afraid I will force you to make up the lessons, and give you back all the knowledge points you have slept through."

Yu Lansong froze as soon as he thought of his appalling math grades, and nodded, "Teacher, I understand."

Meng Chenzhou nodded lightly, "It's good to know, you can go."

"Oh..." Yu Lansong replied slowly, and moved towards the door of the office step by step.

"Wait a minute," Meng Chenzhou took out Yu Lansong's mobile phone and put it on the table, lowering his head to sort out the homework on the table, "Don't let me see you next time."

Yu Lansong's eyes lit up, "Thank you teacher!"

Meng Chenzhou is simply a male Bodhisattva! ! !

He picked up the phone, took advantage of Meng Chenzhou's inattention, quickly hugged him, and flew away like a happy bird, "See you tomorrow, teacher!"

The aroma of sweetness is fleeting.

After the person walked for a long time, Meng Chenzhou's tense body slowly relaxed for a moment.

Meng Chenzhou knew that Yu Lansong was very popular in school, and the child's enthusiasm was straightforward and enthusiastic, like a small planet, and like a piece of melted strawberry candy, it was irresistible, not to mention that he had no self-consciousness at all. People radiate heat.

The phone's screen lit up, and a familiar forum popped up.

The page he stayed on was the top post he saw in the morning, and when he opened the photo, it looked like Yu Lansong secretly photographed by someone else, with an unaware gesture...

Meng Chenzhou picked up the phone with his chin propped up, his eyes darkened.

……

Lu Hanxiao pays special attention to his figure. He wakes up early every morning and takes Lu Hanxun for a run. When he comes back, he has breakfast. There is a plate of delicate steamed buns and two cups of tea on the table.

Lu Hanxiao noticed that Lu Hanxuan had been a little absent-minded these days. Watching him drinking tea, he suddenly mentioned, "Today is Friday, and tomorrow is a holiday. You go to his school to pick him up and come to our house for dinner."

Lu Hanxun put the teacup on the table, and heard Lu Hanxiao calling Yu Lansong so intimately, he frowned with some taste.

Seeing his frown, Lu Hanxiao thought that he still had some complaints about Yu Lansong, so he persuaded, "Songsong is a very good boy. After getting along for a long time, I believe you won't hate him so much."

Lu Hanxun unexpectedly did not refute, but nodded, "I see."

After get off work, Lu Hanxun was wearing a camel-colored long trench coat, with his hands in his pockets, standing at the gate of Yu Lansong's high school, waiting for others.

He was tall and handsome, and his black slacks made his legs look long without covering his face, which stood out especially among the middle-aged parents.

There were a lot of people peeping at him, and a warm-hearted aunt greeted him, "Are you here to pick up your younger siblings? I haven't seen you before. Their last class ends at [-]:[-], and they will be coming soon." It's time."

Although Lu Hanxun was impatient, he still responded, "Waiting for a friend."

He glanced at his watch, and he didn't see Yu Lansong 10 minutes after he rang the bell. He frowned, wondering if he should call him, when Yu Lansong ran out panting.

"Sorry, I was called to the office by the teacher, have you been waiting for a long time?"

The little face was flushed red.

Just as Lu Hanxuan was about to say something, a tall boy suddenly ran over and grabbed Yu Lansong's arm, "Wait...wait a minute, classmate Yu."

Yu Lansong looked him up and down, and asked a little strangely, "Who are you?"

The boy rubbed the back of his head, "Do you still remember that you came to our school's basketball game last week? I was the one who played forward in the second year of high school."

"So it's my junior, what's the matter?" Although Yu Lansong could no longer remember, he still asked politely with a smile.

The boy blushed when he saw his smile, "I...I originally wanted to talk to you after class, but I couldn't find you, so I wondered if I could wait for you at the school gate."

"I... I saw you sitting in the auditorium that day, and I thought you were so beautiful. I... Can I date you?"

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