After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

"You let him speak for himself."

Luo Qingyuan's face remained as usual with no extra expressions on his face. Although he was speaking to Zhong Xun, his eyes kept falling on Lu Xingyan who was shivering behind him.

"Woooo."

Of course, Lu Xingyan knew the hidden meaning of Luo Qingyuan's words, he sniffled, and slowly walked out from behind Zhong Xun consciously, "I see, I... I'll just go with you. "

He quietly stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Zhong Xun's ear and whispered, "If you need to contact Penguin, you can also call me directly!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Zhong Xun a cheering gesture.

Seeing that Luo Qingyuan's complexion was getting worse and worse, Lu Xingyan reluctantly quickened his pace, turned around every step and looked at Zhong Xun pitifully, as if he was about to go to some execution ground.

"..."

Since it was out of Lu Xingyan's own will, Zhong Xun couldn't stop him anymore, he could only watch Luo Qingyuan take Lu Xingyan away like this.

What Lu Xingyan said just now gave Zhong Xun some comfort.

He stood there for a while, a shadow cast under the corner of his eyes, and an unusually familiar figure loomed in the distance.

...Probably accompanied Luo Qingyuan to find Lu Xingyan.

Although he thought he had given himself quite a lot of psychological hints, Zhong Xun never thought that just a glimpse of it from a distance could shake him very much.

In the past few days when Fu Shiyan gave a specific reply, are they going to get along with each other in this way...?

Perhaps it is due to his childhood living environment and his own personality, except for the knowledge he has learned from the outside world and the skills he has cultivated by himself, Zhong Xun has never felt that there is any external thing that can belong to him forever and completely.

Can he have a little expectation for things that don't belong to him?

Can you be a little...greedy?

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Maintaining this state, after a few days, the results of the midterm exam came out.

"I heard that this time it seems to be the No. 1 class leader and the No. 2 school bully again. It's boring and boring. Can you come and see if you have something new."

"Want to hear something new? If you say it, I don't know how many people will break their defenses."

"Do you know where the big star got in the exam this time? A person who may not have been in school for a month got into the top [-] of his grade."

The study committee member who led the morning reading in front couldn't control the chattering discussions of the students in the audience, and knocked on the podium with a book in his hand, but he couldn't stop the curiosity of the melon-eaters at all.

"Ah??? Is it true or not??? The school bully has been helping and tutoring the big stars, right? Should I also ask the school bully for guidance?"

"The report card is still pasted at the door, if you don't believe it, go and see for yourself."

"But the school bully and the big star were almost inseparable before, why haven't you seen them sticking together these days, is it a fight?"

I don't know when it started, the topic changed from the announcement of the midterm exam to the discussion of whether the two people at the center of the topic had a quarrel.

Zhu Zhouyang, who came back from the results bulletin board, didn't look very good. Although he passed the test with Zhong Xun in the bottom [-], he also saw Fu Shiyan's progress, which can be said to be exaggerated. I can't accept and endure that who actually did better than me in the exam.

Well, Zhu Zhou Yang admits that that person not only did better in the exam than himself, it can even be said that he was left behind by who knows how many streets.

He doesn't understand.

He also accepted the guidance of his own brother Zhong. He obviously had one more mysterious off-field aid than him, so why couldn't he pass the test.

"Good grades."

If it were him in normal times, he would have posted it happily asking for a reward, but after entering the door today, Zhu Zhouyang seemed extremely depressed. Zhong Xun tentatively suggested, "Will you have milk tea at noon today?"

"No need, brother Zhong."

Zhu Zhou Yang suddenly raised his head, "I will definitely do better in the exam next time!"

"……it is good."

Seeing that he looked like he was going to be ashamed, Zhong Xun didn't feel comfortable saying anything, after all, it's not a bad thing to be self-motivated.

The small and fragmented discussions around did not know when they suddenly became smaller and smaller, until even the final sound disappeared into the air, and Zhong Xun raised his head as if he had sensed it.

Sure enough, that calm-faced person easily walked into the classroom against the gazes of all the people gathered. The halo of the morning light fell on his body, dyed with a nice layer of light gold.

"Vice monitor, good morning."

The familiar clear breath fell on his side, and from then on, the only thing left between him and Zhong Xun was to say good morning to each other in the morning and to say goodbye when they came home from school in the evening.

That's all, that's all.

"What's the noise?"

The dean entered the classroom with the bell ringing the end of early self-study. He placed the lesson plans and test papers in his hands on the podium, cleared his throat solemnly, "I know you are very concerned about the results of this midterm exam. , but that's not a reason for you to waste your precious morning study time and chat instead."

Zhong Xun was listening intently to the teaching director's admonition on the podium, when a hand with a bony knuckles handed over a piece of paper folded squarely from under the desk.

He looked up in surprise, and the owner of that hand was sitting very upright, as if he was also listening to the teaching director's lecture seriously.

...it seemed like this was the first time in days that he had come to find himself, other than the unshakeable politeness/sex/good morning.

Zhong Xun pursed his lips lightly, and took the square piece of paper from his tightly clenched hands, his fingertips carelessly slid across his palm, bringing a soft touch .

The moment Zhong Xun accidentally touched his palm, Zhong Xun withdrew his outstretched hand as quickly as an electric shock, and the note caught between his fingertips was crumpled into a ball by his subconscious action.

...it seems like I'm overreacting a bit.

Obviously, he hadn't held hands with him before, and he had even done things more intimate than holding hands, but he had never been more shaken than this time.

Zhong Xun didn't dare to imagine what his reaction just now would mean in Fu Shiyan's eyes. He took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts together, and carefully unfolded the crumpled piece of paper, The familiar handwriting came into view.

——Does the previously agreed reward still count?

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