[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

Freshman students are always the hardest. After school at 10:30 in the evening, they have to go to the classroom on time for self-study at 05:30 in the morning. The students all drift to the classroom with ghostly steps, but today’s campus is filled with The atmosphere is obviously different from usual.

Lin Yu spent the whole night lying on the desk last night, and after a night, he managed to catch a cold, his head was groggy, and his footsteps were as if he was stepping on cotton.

The students around him were in stark contrast to his listlessness, and their eyes fell on him one after another. One or two rubbed their eyes frantically, looking at Lin Yu in disbelief.

It wasn't completely bright yet, and the brightness of the phone's flash was enough to attract his attention. Lin Yu raised his eyelids and glanced in the direction of the light source.

Too lazy to manage, no effort to manage.

When he floated back to the classroom, under the enthusiastic gaze of everyone in the classroom, he threw himself on the table and fell asleep.

On the morning of self-study when he fell asleep, he didn't know that the sky outside had changed. On the campus forum, his photo was topped the hot list.

The discussion below the post is in full swing.

[Slow-hot first kiss Ning: Damn, this is Lin Yu?Am I fucking still awake? 】

[Zitian wants to eat candy: We don't know if this is a transfer student. 】

[Yu Xiluo: 2L wakes up, after comparing my facial AI technology, this is Lin Yu. 】

[Bo Chen, my husband: Sisters, I feel like I'm empathizing with someone else. 】

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[Ling Xi Meimei: Bo Chen is a high mountain flower that I can't afford to pick, but I can still think about Lin Yu's rose. 】

[No failure at the end of the semester: Bo Chen, you will always be my husband, but please allow me to cheat for a second. 】

【Feng Zhe Xuanye: Suddenly, Bo Chen felt a little clueless. 】

[Don't change your screen name if you don't take the top ten exams: Dangerous speech upstairs, ah ah ah Lin Yu looks so good! ! ! 】

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[Save the world with bare hands: Bo Chen belongs to you, I took Lin Yu away, no thanks. 】

[I am a professional human trafficker: I have red, yellow, orange, green, blue, blue, and purple sacks here. May I ask which one Xiao Yuyu likes. 】

Wang Jiahao had been happily studying for a morning with his mobile phone in his arms, Bo Chen frowned and glanced at him, Wang Jiahao accurately sensed the low air pressure around him, quickly put away his mobile phone, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm just browsing the forum when I have nothing to do. Who knows that I can't stop for a while after seeing such explosive news."

Bo Chen said casually, "What breaking news?"

Wang Jiahao suppressed a smile and said, "Half of your harem group has turned against you."

Bo Chen slowly gave Wang Jiahao a look. Wang Jiahao's hair stood on end when he looked at him, and he quickly changed his words: "It's Lin Yu, it's Lin Yu, don't tell me, even a straight guy like me thinks he looks so special." Great, Sun Xinran is not as good-looking as him."

Sun Xinran is recognized as a flower in the high school of Jianxi District in Beijing. If someone is prettier than her, then she must be some kind of fairy.

However, Bo Chen had already met last night, so he couldn't arouse his curiosity at all, and the word "Bo Liang" was written all over his facial features.

Wang Jiahao was still waiting eagerly for him to ask why Lin Yu was so good-looking, but when he looked again, Bo Chen had already changed to a new paper and started working, and he had no intention of asking further.His desire to share was not satisfied, so he turned his head resentfully and recited A Fang Gong Fu.

Bo Chen did 16 multiple-choice questions in previous physics competitions, but he couldn't do it anymore. He took out his mobile phone and entered a forum that he hadn't entered in 800 years. The replies to the post had already exceeded [-].

The photo was obviously taken secretly, and many passers-by were caught in the mirror, but it was the existence of these passers-by that set off the protagonist's brilliance. So lazy, under the illumination of the street lamps above her head, her eyes were full of water, like the dew-wetted roses in the morning, so beautiful and flamboyant.

"It's pretty."

Wang Jiahao, who was immersed in the world of Efang Palace, suddenly woke up and asked, "What's so good?"

Bo Chen quickly turned off the phone with his left hand, threw it into the belly of the table, wrote a C on the No. 17 multiple-choice question with his right hand, and replied calmly: "It's nothing, just memorize your book."