[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

The teaching mode of Capital University is completely different from that of ordinary universities. In order to prevent students from suddenly becoming disorganized after entering university, the freshman completely continued the teaching mode of high school.

Classes are divided according to the results of the college entrance examination, self-study in the morning and evening, joint exams, monthly exams, mid-term exams, spot checks in class, grade rankings, once a week and weekends, etc.

The freshman who thought he could relax is miserable, but he is living a senior year on a university campus!Learning is much more difficult than high school!

Lin Yu felt mmp in his heart, it seems that the life of human cubs is not easy at all.

He followed the reminder of his memory to his place in class 5. Looking at the messy stack of papers on the table, Lin Yu suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and his skin seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles at the same time. He felt uncomfortable Scratching his heart and liver, without even thinking about it, he gathered them up and threw them directly into the trash can.

The students who were playing ping-pong at the table in the back row were startled by the sound, and they all looked at Lin Yu with the expression of seeing a ghost, violently throwing the hundred love letters on the table into the trash in the same gesture. bucket, and carefully sorted the books according to color and size, and stuck them to the table meticulously.

After tidying up, Lin Yu relaxed and leaned back on the chair, and let out a breath.

comfortable.

"Lin Yu, are you okay? I was finally stimulated. I told you a long time ago that you won't be able to pick this high-mountain flower, Bo Chen. If it wasn't for his upbringing, he would have already kicked you."

Lin Yu raised his eyelids and looked over at the sound. The person who was talking was a boy with a pot head. The urge to kill is there.

The boy's short legs were dangling in the air, chattering like an old woman, immersed in her own world, apparently not feeling the turbulent murderous aura around her.

"Go down." Lin Yu interrupted him coldly.

"Ah?" Jiang Yubai couldn't get used to Lin Yu's tough attitude for a while, and his mind suddenly froze.

The glasses were too thick, and he couldn't see Lin Yu's eyes, but his tightly pursed lips showed that the owner of the table was very unhappy at the moment, and it was rare to see Lin Yu's expression other than dull.

Also, quite fierce.

Jiang Yubai jumped off the table resentfully, watched Lin Yu measure the distance from the book to the edge of the table with a ruler, and turned the book one degree.

It's not normal, it's so abnormal. Usually, Lin Yu's soul is out of his body when he fails to express his confession.

Jiang Yubai cautiously stretched out his hand to check the temperature of Lin Yu's forehead, but Lin Yu quickly avoided it.

He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Lin Yu, are you okay? If there is anything you can't think about, just tell me, brother's shoulders will always be borrowed from you." Jiang Yubai clenched his fists and slammed his shoulders twice, his face burning with generosity General awe-inspiring righteousness.

The description of Jiang Yubai's trick in the book is only a few scribbled words. Lin Yu only knew that this person was the same table and friend of the original owner, and he could be regarded as a bad friend. The corner of his mouth ticked: "Thank you, As long as you don't touch my things, I won't be overwhelmed."

"Then do you want to confess tomorrow?"

Lin Yu got annoyed thinking about it, took out a book, and opened it angrily: "Cao, don't mention this again, I will do this stupid thing again, and I will have no children and grandchildren in the future."

Jiang Yubai smiled stupidly: "No way, no way, Dad is very pleased that you can think so. It's the first time I've seen you being so attached to someone since you've grown up. You've been bored and stubborn since you were young. Prepare to be haunted for the rest of your life."

Yes, the original owner has indeed entangled Bo Chen for the rest of his life, but this life was less than 25 years.

But Lin Yu's focus was on another place, he tilted his head and asked unkindly: "Dad?"

The arc of Jiang Yubai's mouth widened strangely little by little, and his eyes shone with the intense ecstasy of "the old Jiang family finally has a queen", and he replied meanly: "Hey, my good thief."

"Damn it, you're fucking looking for death." Lin Yu jumped up and grabbed Jiang Yubai's neck, and the two of them immediately fought.

"Hey, isn't that the wood that confesses to you every day? How did you live like a dragon and a tiger today?"

Hearing this, Bo Chen raised his index finger to lift his glasses frame, and glanced lazily into the classroom of Class 10. Taking advantage of his height, Lin Yu pressed Jiang Yubai against the wall and rubbed it fiercely, and his gaze just swept past For a second, he lowered his eyes, opened the duty book, and deducted three points for the inter-class discipline of Class 5 of the Department of International Finance with a blank face.

Wang Jiahao, who was on duty with him, smacked his lips again and again: "Class 5 has completely lost the qualification to judge the best this time, what a cold man, how many innocent boys and girls' hearts will you scum from now on."

"It doesn't bother you, just say one more nonsense, and I will deduct your personal penalty points." Bo Chen closed the duty book and stepped past Wang Jiahao.

Wang Jiahao's face was full of grief, clutching his "injured" heart, he stretched out Erkang's hand to Bo Chen's back in aggrieved manner, and said with his throat closed: "No, Da Lang, you have already spoiled my heart."

What responded to him was a duty note that was thrown over, and it came into close contact with his face with a slap.