The perspective came to Su Tong.

It was already the next morning.

The sun was still dim in the early morning, the boy rubbed his eyes and struggled to get up from the cot, left the cramped room full of books and walked into the bathroom.

Su Tong pulled his hair in front of the mirror.

It is getting longer and longer, from the round inch that was almost close to the scalp at the beginning, to the length that easily covers the eyes and even the bridge of the nose. If you don't cut it, it may hinder your normal life.

But sure enough, he still didn't want to cut it off.

The boy just turned on the faucet, washed his face in the cold running water, and raised his head against the sink.

He saw himself in the mirror.

The bangs were wet and stuck to the forehead, the cheeks were thin and haggard, and the corners of the eyes were drooping, looking lifeless.

It seems to be burning out.

"Just looking at it like this really makes people feel distressed, Su Tong."

He muttered to himself, but for some reason he sneered, lowered his eyes, picked up the toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste to brush his teeth.

In this way, his boring and boring new day began.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and the sun had already risen. After washing, Su Tong opened the refrigerator to take out the meal prepared in advance last night and warmed it up. He turned around and poured a glass of water, went back to his room and took a book to read on the balcony.

His collection of books is various and colorful, from Liaozhai to Zhiyin, from "Postpartum Care of Sows" to the so-called "Nash Equilibrium of Cognitive Game", which almost filled his entire small room.

He likes to read books.

It's not because of the so-called "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu", but because reading can make him forget the reality.

He didn't want to face all that again.

But there is a concept called Murphy's theorem-the more you don't want it to happen, the easier it will happen.

So, Su Tong's cell phone, which he threw on the bed, suddenly rang.

It's not a phone call, it's just a certain penguin's iconic new message alert tone.

It feels quite uncomfortable to be woken up just after being immersed in the world of the book.

Su Tonghe wrote the book—basically no friends on his QQ chat with him in private, only a few group chats are hung up from beginning to end, but there will be no notification sound for new messages in group chats, and now this long-lost new message notification sound has shown that There are things that need him to deal with.

So he fished the phone, unlocked it, and saw the words @All Members prominently displayed in the conversation bar.

Grass.

When labor and management open QQ, what they want to see is important information that needs to be processed, not all the members of Aite who are idiots like you!

Su Tong slandered, only to see that it was a class group, and he became even more irritable.

He hates school.

The school's education method is not suitable for him, so all he can feel during the learning process is pain and torture, but because of his mother, he has to stay in school... It's even more uncomfortable.

Almost a physical disgust.

But he finally clicked on the group chat.

It's the bald head teacher.

"Old Ban: Everyone is already a senior high school student, and there is only less than a year of class time left before the college entrance examination is full, so even if you are at home during the holidays, everyone should actively preview and review for the upcoming college entrance examination. Well prepare well balabalabala..."

"Chen Zhima rotten millet's routine."

Su Tong complained.

Then he tapped his thumb and typed a "received" reply.

Reply in the same routine, and then prepare to put the phone on the bed and go back to read.

But when he replied, the lingering homeroom teacher suddenly appeared again.

"Old Ban: One more thing.

Old class: Is the newly transferred student Su Tong from our class there? "

Then the familiar ID suddenly appeared:

"Su Tong: Where are you, teacher, is there something wrong?"

"Old Ban: That's it. I checked the textbooks you need to use in class today at school, and found that a few of them were not enough. what"

"Su Tong: It's okay, does Xinhua Bookstore have one?"

"Old Ban: Yes, I am going to tell you, I think I will trouble you to prepare the textbooks yourself."

"Su Tong: Well, okay"

The conversation came to an end.

And Su Tong, who was watching coldly, couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Sure enough, he is a child of a rich family, and he may have a strong background. Last time, he was able to call the old principal directly and bring a maid with him to school. This time, he saw the old class speak to her so respectfully.

Others will definitely mistakenly think that this is Lao Ban who is kind and amiable, but he is different.

Seeing the girl's prestige with his own eyes, Su Tong, who knew a little about her background, felt dark.

Really tmd black!

But it has nothing to do with him.

Although they almost have the same name and surname, it sounds like they are the same person, but that girl is the son of a millionaire, and he is just ordinary... no, not as good as an ordinary person, so naturally it is impossible to have any relationship involved.

Even if she took the initiative to invite him to dinner last time, it's the same last time she saved him.

It's just the compassion of a son of gold, a good character, and the same kindness that treats everyone equally as when you see a poor puppy on the street and can't help but lend a helping hand.

Su Tong doesn't need such pity.

He was ready to go back to reading again.

But the conversation that had just been terminated on the phone screen started again:

"Old Ban: By the way, student Su Tong, do you know which subjects you should buy and what type of textbooks you should buy?"

"Su Tong: I don't know"

"Old Ban: This is going to be difficult...

Old class: How about this, I will ask the class leader to make a list of the textbooks you need later, so that you can buy them easily, how about it? "

It's long overdue.

What a waste of time.

While complaining about the efficiency and amnesia of his old class, Su Tong felt relieved, and finally put down his phone and walked to the balcony with a book in his hand.

It can be abrupt.

It seemed that there was something wrong with the opening method of the step taken, so it brought an almost noise-like QQ new message prompt tone.

"Drip drip drip drip—"

There was a continuous sound.

Su Tong almost couldn't help dropping the book, and cursed "Why are there so many messes", but he still gently put the book on the desk and picked up the phone.

It's Cao Bin.

"My son Cao Xiaobin: nmd, when did Su and you hook up with a transfer student!

My son Cao Xiaobin: No, I'm so sour!

My son Cao Xiaobin: Be honest!

My son Cao Xiaobin: What about people?

My son Cao Xiaobin: Knock in, get out of here! "

Su Tong frowned without knowing the truth.

ha?

"WTF?"

he typed to ask.

"You are still pretending to be innocent at this time," Cao Bin's reply was full of gunpowder, "Damn traitor, your evidence is not all in our class!"

what?

Su Tong was even more at a loss.

But the finger had already reacted one step ahead of the brain, and clicked on the group chat in the next class.

Thus, the message that the girl just sent came into his eyes clearly and distinctly.

"Su Tong: No need, teacher.

Su Tong: I just found out, it turns out that my classmate Su Tong and I are neighbors Tong Tong: So don’t bother the class monitor, I’ll let Su Tong accompany me to buy materials.”

Then there are six points from the old class and the final conclusion:

"Old class: ...

Lao Ban: That's just right, but what a coincidence

Old Ban: Haha, Yuan, it’s so wonderful

Old Ben: [smiles]"

For the first time in his life, Su Tong felt that this smiling expression was so dazzling.

[To be continued]

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Ask for collection, ask for monthly pass, ask for everything

Woo woo

QuQ

Chapter 15

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The place where Su Tong and Su Tong agreed to meet was in front of Su Tong's house.

The old class deliberately talked to Su Tong privately, and told him for a long time. What he said was nothing more than telling him to take good care of the girl, be careful when going shopping, and it is best to keep a distance. After all, students can't do anything wrong. Proper relationship between men and women...

In short, he talked a lot, and deliberately restrained his tone and attitude within the scope of what a normal head teacher would tell the students.

Su Tong could only pretend to listen obediently.

Although he doesn't like school, he still respects the old man who worked hard to support his family, so although he doesn't study well, he actively participates in any activities in the class.

So the relationship between the two is pretty good.

But this is not a reason to convince him to take up this task happily.

So Su Tong had just walked out of the wrought iron gate of her house under the respectful escort of the two little maids, when she looked up and saw the gloomy and unhappy expression on the boy's face.

But she didn't care.

After all, there is probably no one in this world who understands boys better than her, so let alone moods and thoughts, even if the bastard in front of her rolls his eyes, she can guess what thoughts are born in his head.

Knowing a child is better than a mother!

Su Tong didn't know that he had given birth to a mother out of nowhere, but he felt a murderous aura rising in front of him, and subconsciously raised his head in fear.

Then I saw the girl.

Today's temperature is not as hot as midsummer, and it is even getting colder, so Su Tong wore a dark blue and white striped loose-style sweater today, with a pair of black cropped skirt pants, and dark gray socks and small pants underneath. Finally, she let down her long hair, straightened it, put on a beret, picked up a blue and white piggy bag, and went out.

It's not as simple as dressing in school.

To suit the requirements of the occasion, a simple pleated skirt and white shirt is fine, although even that outfit caused quite a stir among the surrounding students wearing blue and white sports uniforms.

Fortunately, today is a holiday.

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