The roommate of the school grass family White Rabbit is soft and flirtatious!

Yan Zhouyu looked at the figurine stuffed into her hand, before she had time to react, she heard Lu Mingke say in embarrassment: "Cough... that's it, you have a good rest! I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he quickly turned around and left, leaving behind Yan Zhouyu who was sitting on the bed doubting his life.

If it wasn't for the evidence that he had been here, he would almost think that this was a scene he imagined.

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Yan Zhouyu's illness is serious and serious, even if it is not serious, it is not serious.

He recuperated at home for a week and a half before slowly recovering.

He couldn't wait to go back to school, and asked Lu Mingke what he meant that day, and whether they could be friends now.

However, to his disappointment, although Lu Mingke apologized to him, he didn't seem to have any desire to be friends with him, and he still liked to talk to him.

No class for a week, Yan Zhouyu has missed a lot of classes.

He was not the smart type in the first place, and his family paid a lot of money to go to this school.

Not only does he look clumsy, but he is also extremely slow to learn.

Especially in the mathematics class, Yan Zhouyu had obviously concentrated his energy on listening, but his mind couldn't put the knowledge of trigonometric functions, ternary quadratic equations into it.

This time he came back from a week's rest, just four days before the midterm exam.

Yan Zhouyu didn't come to the exam for a week and a half. The teacher originally suggested that he apply for exemption from the exam. On the surface, it was for his own good, but in fact it was also for the sake of the average score of the class, but as a true warrior, he took it resolutely.

My mother said, as long as you do your best, it is better to be a prisoner of war than a deserter.

The content of this exam is not difficult, because everyone has just started to learn many courses, so there is no special in-depth, just a simple understanding, but even so, it is still very difficult for Yan Zhouyu.

The teacher approved the papers very quickly, and the results were sent out in just two or three days.

Unsurprisingly, Yan Zhouyu was the last one.

He looked at his report card and sniffled in frustration, feeling that he should cry out two tears in shame.

After all, although he didn't come for a week, but a week ago, he had studied very hard and never missed his homework. On the other hand, Lu Mingke, who didn't do his homework every day and listened to each lesson in class, failed the exam. Highest score in the class.

The most conspicuous result in Yan Zhouyu's report card is Chinese. Generally speaking, everyone's Chinese test scores are not particularly low, and the lowest score is around seventy or eighty. Things came out, but he only got such a small score in the test.

In order to encourage them to study hard, the teacher posted the ranking of the whole class in a very conspicuous place in the class, so that everyone can see the grade sheet from the beginning to the end, and they can naturally notice Yan Zhouyu's very conspicuous Chinese grades .

In the column of his Chinese scores, there is a double digit: 36.

This is also a result that Chinese teachers rarely see... no, it is a result that has never been seen before.

Before the class bell rang, the Chinese teacher walked in with an angry face, put the book on the podium, and scanned the students who were sitting neatly below.

"Let me first talk about the situation of this preliminary examination. Most of the students in our class did well, but they did not meet my expectations."

Speaking of this, the Chinese teacher stared at the students below and looked around again, making them nervous for a while, thinking that something was wrong with him.

She went on to say, "But there is a classmate in our class who only scored 5 points for his Chinese composition. 5 points? What kind of concept is this? Go out and don't say that you are my student!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, there was a small laugh. The author of this 5-point composition, besides Yan Zhouyu who scored 36 points, who else could be.

"Quiet!"

Seeing them whispering to each other, the Chinese teacher patted the table: "No discussion is allowed in class, we will start class now."

As soon as the Chinese teacher left the classroom after class, they couldn't hold back anymore and started laughing.

They are all students with excellent grades, and they have never seen a five-point composition when they grow up so old.

A male classmate who often likes to laugh at Yan Zhouyu ran up to him in two steps and grabbed his Chinese paper with his hand.

Yan Zhouyu was unresponsive at first, only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her, and the paper was snatched by that person.

The man picked up his paper and turned directly to the page of composition.

"Color refers to color; different colors are often endowed with different meanings. In 2019, we solemnly commemorate the 100th anniversary of the May Fourth Movement and celebrate the 70th birthday of the Republic. As a student who takes the college entrance examination in this special year, what will you give to 2019? A color to express your feelings and perceptions visually?"

The composition topic this time is not very difficult, and the teacher carefully found it from the college entrance examination questions over the years.

"Pfft-"

The person who snatched Yan Zhouyu's composition couldn't help laughing when he saw half of it, waved the paper, and said to the whole class, "Look, this 5-point composition... counts. Yes, let me read it to you, I just woke up in the morning, I am yellow me, because I am very unhappy when I wake up, the color I dislike the most is yellow..."

As soon as he finished saying a sentence, everyone started laughing.

The other person jumped up and snatched the paper from this person's hand, and then he continued to read, "I am the green me who has eaten breakfast, because my mother always cooks what I like to eat."

"Isn't it just a composition written by elementary school students?"

"Hahahahaha, no wonder he got 5 points. If I were a Chinese teacher, I would give him zero points!"

"Hahahahahahahaha hiccup!"

"..."

Listening to everyone's ridicule, Yan Zhouyu felt a little ashamed no matter how dull he was.

His fair face was flushed red, and he lowered his head not daring to look at others.

Lu Mingke looked at his reaction, if it was before, he might have ridiculed him, but now he not only didn't have this idea, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he knew how serious Yan Zhouyu was about studying, Although he used to scoff at his seriousness.

After a long while, Lu Mingke spoke amidst the noise of the crowd. His voice was very pleasant and was not covered by other people's voices, "Don't go too far."

The two standing people were stunned for a moment, they couldn't believe that they heard the voice of Yan Zhouyu speaking from Lu Mingke's mouth.

But it was indeed he who spoke just now.

But wasn't he the one who laughed at Yan Zhouyu at the beginning?

The two were silent for a long while, staring at each other for a long time, and then they laughed, breaking the embarrassment, and said, "What's the matter? Lu Mingke, you are really going to be the wife of a fat pig." Why, why did you still speak for him? The fat pig has been so kind to you during this time, have you been moved by the pig?"

"Say it again?" Lu Mingke's eyes showed a cold look.

His aura was so strong that the two teasing boys froze, turned around and left, throwing Yan Zhouyu's test paper away.

Yan Zhouyu could still hear their voices: "Cut... what, could it be that you were really moved by the fat pig?"

"Maybe..."

"Hahahaha!"

Originally, when he was ridiculed, Yan Zhouyu just felt ashamed, but now that Lu Mingke was also talked about by them, he felt very guilty.

He knew that Lu Mingke hated others calling him a pig wife, if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be laughed at by others.

Lu Mingke, who was so proud before, has always been liked by everyone, but now he is being ridiculed because of himself...

Yan Zhouyu felt a little sad.

If Lu Mingke would be ridiculed for playing with him, then he should ignore him.

He secretly made a decision in his heart, he couldn't let Lu Mingke be laughed at.

Sure enough, from that day on, he really stopped following Lu Mingke, even though every night, seeing the back of Lu Mingke and Jia Yingchen leaving together, he felt a little reluctant to part.

It was the third day that Lu Mingke found out that Yan Zhouyu no longer followed him. After what happened last time, he was not so resistant to Yan Zhouyu, but at this time, he didn't continue to follow him anymore?

He was puzzled, he didn't understand why Yan Zhouyu was not eager to him all of a sudden, his behavior that time...had really hurt him for so long?

Soon, an abnormality was discovered again.

It's not that Yan Zhouyu is no longer enthusiastic about herself, but that she has changed from aboveboard to sneaky.

When he was in class, he could feel a line of sight on his face more than once. Every time he noticed that his gaze was looking over, Yan Zhouyu would pretend to turn his face away as if nothing had happened, and occasionally Will panic.

He may have thought that he was covering it up well, but his panicked eyes had already exposed him at a glance.

After the two of them repeated this action countless times, Lu Mingke finally couldn't help it.

He turned his head to the side, looked at Yan Zhouyu impatiently, and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Yan Zhouyu was frightened by Lu Mingke, he felt that he should not be discovered by his peeking so carefully, and was at a loss for a while.

After a while, seeing that he was still staring at him, he whispered, "Two days ago, they scolded you..."

Smart as Lu Mingke, after hearing these few words, he understood what was going on.

Yan Zhouyu would become like this...just for her own consideration.

His heart was a little complicated, he looked at Yan Zhouyu for a while, and felt his face was burning up, so he snorted softly: "Am I afraid they will laugh at you?"