Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

After the discussion on the forum, Song Yu simply turned off his mobile phone, no longer caring about right and wrong,

When things are done, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are deeply hidden.

He was still stuck on the reading comprehension question in class, not knowing whether to choose B or D.

After thinking about it for a while, I put down my pen, so why bother, isn't there a bully living downstairs?

Thinking of this, Song Yu put away his pen and papers and ran downstairs.

In the room, Xie Sui was answering a phone call.

The teenager sat on the chair, pointed at the table with his hands, and said in a casual tone, "Send the video to the police station. As for the photos and medical certificates, send them to his family."

What did you say on the phone?

Xie Sui lowered his eyes, listened expressionlessly, and pressed the hang up button.

There was a hasty knock on the door.

Xie Sui could guess who it was, his eyes lightly raised, and he looked in the direction of the door - this kid doesn't sleep until noon, and plans to sleep for three consecutive classes in the afternoon?

Song Yu knocked for a long time, and finally waited until Xie Sui opened the door.There are two words "neutral" and "criticize" in my mind.

Seeing Xie Sui open the door, his eyes lit up.

Meeting his dark and indifferent eyes, he was stunned again, and said directly: "I'll study with you."

Xie Sui held the doorknob and pursed his lips.

"You don't need to learn mathematics."

Song Yu: "... English. Let me go in and sit down first, it's so hot."

Xie Sui felt that his patience with Song Yu was really enough.

Who in the previous life would dare to talk to him like that.

He has a reputation for being cold and cruel, and countless celebrities flock to him, but they dare not set foot in his private territory.

Xie Sui let him in and said calmly.

"Don't ask me for words that you can look up in the dictionary."

Song Yu: "..."

Day, then it is enough for me to have a mobile phone, what use do you need?

The layout of the teachers' apartments is similar. Song Yu is sitting on the sofa in the living room, doing homework.

Xie Sui didn't go into the bedroom either, just read a book next to him and accompanied him.

It is a completely different feeling to do homework alone and to do homework with two people.

Anyway, for Song Yu, with Xie Sui by his side, he would fish less often.

After completing the two questions, Song Yu got the answers right, with a correct rate of 50.00%!

He is so good at rewriting English papers after such a long time, he is really a genius.

I gave myself a thumbs up in my heart.

This Jingcheng No. [-] middle school is expected to be in the top [-]. Song Yu picked up the water on the table in a happy mood, took a sip, and then looked in Xie Sui's direction, quite curious: "Why, I think you are either sleeping in class, or Playing on the mobile phone after class, I don’t have any thoughts on my studies.”

Xie Sui turned a page with his fingers, and said in a calm tone, "Probably because of my high school studies, it's not worth my attention."

Song Yu poured himself a sip of water and put down his glass heavily.

"Oh."

Heh, look at how amazing you are.

With the anger of a scumbag, Song Yu plunged into the ocean of English again.

The last question of a cloze.

Song Yuka was stuck on one word for a long time.

That's the kind that looks so familiar.

You clearly know that you know it, and you can figure it out without relying on your mobile phone, but your mind goes blank for a while.

Xie Sui checked the time and said, "Class is about to start."

Song Yu didn't raise his head: "Wait, I'm still short of a question, don't make noise, I'll write it right away."

Xie Sui raised his eyebrows, and without urging him, he put away the book in his hand and poured him a glass of water.

He said "immediately", and 5 minutes passed in a flash, Song Yu's pen still didn't move, his brows were tightly knit, it was the familiar feeling of gnashing his teeth and fighting for it.

This child always does the problem like a battle.

Xie Sui came over, just about to release the water.

Song Yu finally gave up and said wearily, "husband."

Xie Sui was stunned.

The cup was not stable, and the water splashed out on the fingertips.

Song Yu gritted his teeth: "Do you remember what husband means? I think I must know it, but I just can't remember it."

Xie Sui paused for a few seconds, then suddenly let out a low laugh, and then asked, "What? I didn't hear clearly, read it again."

Song Yu was about to die of anger at this question: "Husband, are you clear? What do you mean?"

Xie Sui smiled: "Slow down."

"husband! h, u, s, b, a, n, d!"

The bad taste in his heart finally put away, and Xie Sui stopped teasing him.

Sitting next to Song Yu, he pulled the exercise book.

"I'll look at the topic."

Song Yu was stunned, and was so angry that he slapped the table: "What do you mean! I want you to tell me what you mean!"

Xie Sui took his pen and clicked on the question, ignoring his impotent rage.

"Husband means husband, husband, but here, Mrs. Green is calling her lover, which is not so formal. So you should choose C, darling."

He tilted his head and looked at Song Yu with a smile, his voice was low and pleasant.

"Honey."

Dear.

Xie Sui's voice was cold, but there was a smile and tenderness in these three words, which made people's scalp go numb.

But Song Yu was too straightforward, and there was only one reaction, confused and angry: "So I just spent a long time thinking about the meaning of husband, isn't the correct answer?"

"..."

Xie Sui gave him a deep look and put down his pen.

His tone was cold: "Yes."

Should have asked him to look in the dictionary just now :)

As Xie Sui expected, Song Yu slept through a Chinese class in the afternoon.

September was already drowsy, and Song Yu felt his eyelids fighting as soon as the Chinese teacher read the text aloud.

The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged man full of feelings. When he recites poems, he is full of emotion, and his hands are waving along with him, "I brought a hundred couples for a trip, recalling the past years and years, just like a classmate in a young age, in the prime of life..." It's just that his tone was too slow, and Song Yu almost knocked his head on the table later.

Bang, the slight pain woke him up for a moment.

I made myself a top student, and Song Yu's role as an idol shouldn't be too heavy.

He shook his head and tugged on Xie Sui's sleeve: "Pinch me, don't let me sleep, I want to attend class."

After speaking, he stretched out his arm.

Xia Tian was wearing short sleeves, his exposed hands were white and tender, it looked like he had been pampered for a long time.

I don't know how the strength came from when I hit someone.

Xie Sui looked down and said lightly, "Pinch it yourself."

Song Yu was dumbfounded, and gave a genius suggestion: "I can't hit myself hard, why don't you stretch out your hand and give me a pinch?"

Xie Sui laughed angrily at him.

He is so smart to pinch other people's hands while sleeping.

"You are dreaming."

The relationship between them became more and more casual, and Song Yu didn't notice anything wrong.Knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only find another way out. He turned to Ma Xiaoding, who was particularly active in Chinese, and said, "Hurry up, pinch me, I'm going to sleep."

Ma Xiaoding was immersed in the ocean of poetry, at first hearing, he didn't understand: "Brother Yu, what do you want me to do?"

Xie Sui had already grabbed Song Yu's hand and brought him back.

"Sleep, I'll call you when I get to the point."

Song Yu stared wide-eyed, crying from sleepiness, his eyes looked particularly clear and confused.

"Come on, it's not appropriate, I'm a man who wants to get full marks in his studies."

The tone is still so weak.

Xie Sui: "The next physics class, you don't want to sleep now, wait until later?"

physics and language.

If the former does not listen to a class, he will probably be stupid for three years.

In contrast, Song Yu obediently shut up, fell asleep on the table.

Their place is simply a VIP scumbag area, next to the window, the wind acts as a hypnotizer, and the teacher's voice acts as a lullaby.Not long after, Song Yu fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, this side has been attracting attention all the time.

The post about tearing up brother Yu's real identity on the forum has been torn up for a long time, but the person concerned didn't say anything, so it didn't make a big fuss.

The trolls all agree that Yu is an ugly, short and coquettish diao fan in real life, and it is impossible to match up with Song Yu. .

The girls were divided into two groups. Xie Sui's girlfriend fans still accounted for the majority on the forum. When they heard that they were at the same table, they vomited blood angrily and insisted that they didn't believe it.There is no way these two are related!

The rest of the cp eaters were as happy as gods, and the buildings were flying, just like Chinese New Year.

The posture on the forum is as hateful as beating gongs and drums in front of someone else's funeral.

For example, the analysis of a fairy landlord.

"Day! I'm so happy! Song Yu, sy, Xie Sui, xs, both of them have an s in their abbreviations, which means—it means it's true! Are you familiar with the rest of xy? It's interspersed in math textbooks , the xy axis that will never be separated. What does this explain—it means that no matter how long they are in the future, their origins are all dependent on each other. They are a natural pair, don't you understand?"

other people.

"..."

"...a bull batch."

"6666666666"

"What the hell can make you translate flowers."

"Don't understand yet hahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha to clearly understand"

Of course, they are dancing on the forums, but only on the Internet.

In reality, even if a group of girls believed that Song Yu was Brother Yu, they didn't dare to talk too much.

After all, Song Yu's scumbag demeanor in the forum was too obvious, and he looked aggressive at first glance, and they were afraid.

Before the truth came out, I chose to wait and see secretly.

But the more he waited and watched, the more he felt that it was really arranged by the heavens that these two were sitting at the same table.