My nemesis and I got into fanfiction

After chatting, they went back to the classroom.

Seeing Bo Dong standing with that girl, Xia Shu stopped and put an ear on the side.

He didn't hear what the girl said before, but seeing the look on the girl's face, he could probably guess that she came to Bo Dong to confess her love.But Bo Dong directly refused, and the reason for the rejection was very fake, at least Xia Shu knew that he was fooling people when he heard it.

I only heard Bo Dong say to the girl: "I'm sorry, I want to study hard, and I have no plans to fall in love."

The scumbag said he wanted to study?Why does this sound so unbelievable?

Xia Shu rolled his eyes in his heart.

The girl left, and seeing Bo Dong turn around and walk towards the classroom, Xia Shu whistled on purpose, and when he turned around, he greeted him jokingly: "Hi, Xueba Bo."

Bo Dong countered: "Is there something wrong? Xia Xuezai?"

Fuck, you are really out of breath when you say you are fat.

Xia Shu regretted that she helped him even more, she should have watched the play by the side if she knew it earlier, why did she go back to help him.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that yesterday's self must have been caught in the door.

The mid-term exam is approaching. In order to prepare for the upcoming exam, the students in the class are gradually getting busy.

Every night Qin Youyang has to go home to endorse, and he has to make up lessons on weekends. Xia Shu has no time to go out with him, even Bo Dong has turned on the study mode.

Although he thinks that Bo Dong is just pretending to be aggressive.

Xia Xia, besides sleeping in class, is sleeping after class, the whole person is bored to moldy.

Today's self-study class.

Xia Shu woke up and hadn't finished class yet. The classroom was very quiet, and everyone was busy reviewing seriously.

He stretched a lot, accidentally touched Bo Dong with his arm, and pretended to poke him on the back unintentionally.Bo Dong was propping his head with one hand and doing the exercises with a pen in the other, without even looking at him.

Xia Shu seemed to find something new, he poked it again while he wasn't paying attention, it was really boring, so boring that he didn't realize how childish his behavior was at all.

After poking the other party twice in a row, he didn't get angry, and Xia Shu lay down on the desk boringly again.

At this moment, the back of his neck was touched, as if something got into his collar, he turned his head, and Bo Dong quickly retracted his hand.

Xia Shu was immediately alert: "What did you do?"

Bo Dong asked back, "What did you do again?"

Xia Shu reached out to dig into the collar, but found nothing: "What did you put?"

"It's nothing." Bo Dong replied as if nothing had happened. He didn't put anything at first, but when he heard him ask this question, he suddenly thought of teasing: "It's just a small bug."

Xia Shu has a secret that no one knows. He fears little bugs the most. He tries to calm down, but he is cursing.

Watch him shake his collar for a while, and shake his clothes for a while.

Bo Dong couldn't help but laugh.

He was still teasing others just now, but now he is being teased by others without knowing it.

He didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement: "Do you need my help?"

Xia Shu said no, but the person had already sat with his back facing him, and urged impatiently: "Get it out for me quickly."

Bo Dong suddenly felt that the angry Xia Shu looked like a little rabbit with its teeth and claws open, it looked fierce, but it had no attack power at all.

So cute.

The word popped into my head.

Bo Dong was stunned by his own thoughts for a moment, and he collected his thoughts for a moment, stretched out his hand, and shook his collar through a layer of fabric.

"All right."

"That's great?" The psychological effect was at play, Xia Shu moved again, and said, "You can help me dig it out with your hands."

They were all boys, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but it was Bo Dong who was dawdling there, which made him very upset.

"Can you do it?"

Bo Dong took a shallow breath: "Don't move."

Then ask him, "Above or below?"

Xia Shu: "Of course it's above."

Outside the corridor, old man Mi finished his work and quietly came to inspect the class. Before he got close, he heard Bo Dong and Xia Shu talking.

What is above and below?

He frowned.

So, Bo Dong stretched his hand in, and a question came from the direction of the door.

Old Man Mi: "What are you doing?"

Someone in the class looked back, and the two quickly sat back in their original positions.

The place where he was touched felt numb, and Xia Shu couldn't help but see the image of Bo Dong helping him put the restraining stickers on him.

Fuck, what was he doing just now that made Bo Dong...

The belated reaction made Xia Shu's ears turn red.

Bo Dong was staring at his hand without blinking, just now he accidentally touched Xia Shu's skin.

he wondered.

Very slippery.

"The mid-term exam is coming soon. Take advantage of the time now to review the knowledge points of each subject."

Over there, old man Mi was still talking, but the two of them were so far away that they didn't listen to a word.

Late autumn is over, the weather is gradually getting cooler, and the night is getting darker and earlier.

In a blink of an eye, even the midterm exams are over.

The classroom was noisy, Xia Shu was woken up while sleeping on his stomach, frowned unhappily, squinted his eyes, it turned out that the class representative was handing out test papers.

He didn't care, closed his eyes and continued to sleep, suddenly, a few exclamations exploded in his ears.

"I read it right, brother Bo, is this your math paper?"

"Fuck, 50 points!"

"Brother Bo beef batch!"

Hehe, how rare is 50 points? Since high school, Xia Shu, who has never scored higher than 20 points in mathematics, sneered in his heart.

The mid-term exam rankings were quickly posted, and everyone gathered around to watch for a while, and then dispersed when the class bell rang.

Old man Mi seemed to be in a good mood today, and his face was about to burst into laughter. He walked into the classroom and glanced around, taking a second look at their seats.

Xia Shu put the test paper aside. He overslept in this test and only did a few multiple-choice questions in a hurry. He didn't even get 20 points.

He vaguely guessed what old man Mi would say, and as expected, he heard him say: "Everyone performed very well in the midterm exam. Here, I especially want to praise one classmate."

For a moment, everyone looked at me and looked at you, wondering who the classmate the teacher was talking about was surprised, and old man Mi gave the answer directly.

"This classmate is Bo Dong." Old man Mi said with a smile: "Bo Dong has risen by six places in the class this time, and his scores in all subjects have improved, especially mathematics, which is a full year higher than the last monthly exam. 30 points, students can learn from him."

There was applause in the classroom.

Xia Shu patted it perfunctorily, and said to Bo Dong expressionlessly, "Congratulations, Bo Xueba."

But he thought indifferently in his heart, who doesn't know that the bottom ones are basically scumbags, what's so great about rising to six places, only old man Mi can praise this, and he is 30 points higher. The same only 20 points.

Bo Dong replied thank you, as if saying to himself or to him: "It's a pity that it's a bit short, it didn't exceed [-] points."

Seeing his smug look, Xia Shu was quite disdainful.

Isn't it just that the total score of the test is more than 200? What is there to be proud of?

Then he suddenly paused and suddenly remembered.

The last time he applied to change seats, old man Mi said that the difference between the two of their scores was two hundred, and he forgot about it. That day, Bo Dong said that he should sit far away from him, but he didn't care.

Dare to love Bo Dong studying hard during this time just to apply for a seat change?

No, he must be ahead of Bo Dong, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to spread the word.

It's okay to lose to anyone, but absolutely not to Bo Dong!

This is the purpose of Xia Shu's behavior.

After school, he ran into old man Mi downstairs in the teaching building.

Old man Mi greeted him first and said, "Xia Shu, you are happy this time."

Xia Shu didn't know why: "What am I happy about?"

The old man Mi didn't turn on the pot and lifted the pot: "Bo Dong has improved so much this time, maybe you can change seats in the next final exam."

fuck?

Xia Shu choked on him: "Yeah, I'm quite happy."

There was no expression on his face at all.

Be happy, old man, you know that he and Bo Dong are not getting along, and you still say that in front of him on purpose.

When I got home at night, the house was bustling.

Seeing fish and meat on the table, Xia Shu thought some guests had come, and went to the kitchen to see that Dad Xia was cooking with an apron on.

Seeing him, he said, "Xiao Shu is back? Go wash your hands and eat."

Xia Shu asked: "Grandpa is coming today?"

Dad Xia shook his head: "No."

Xia Shu couldn't help being curious: "Then why do you cook so many delicious food?"

Xia's father was about to speak when Xia's mother came in from behind and said, "The results of Jing Zhe's last math competition came out, and I won No.1 in the city. Your father said to celebrate."

Xia Shu said 'oh' and said something very good.

He was sincerely happy for his younger brother, but when he heard them say the word mathematics, he suddenly thought of Bo Donglai, and couldn't help but secretly complained.

What's the point of 50 points? His younger brother also won No.1, and I haven't seen him so embarrassing.

At the dinner table, Xia Shu ate with a dull head, without saying a word, and went back to the room after eating.

The remaining three looked at each other.

Mom Xia: "What's wrong?"

Dad Xia: "What's wrong?"

The two looked at the youngest son at the same time, Xia Jingzhe pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and shook his head: "I don't know either."

Xia Shu didn't come out of the house once until after dinner, Xia's father and Xia's mother whispered in the kitchen while cleaning up the dishes.

"Honey, do you think Xiaoshu is because of what happened last time?"

"How long has it been? We Xiaoshu are not the kind of narrow-minded people."

"Then he won't secretly do something shameful behind his back?"

"Go and see?"

"Row."

The two tiptoed to the door of the room.

Dad Xia gently knocked on the door: "Xiaoshu?"

There was no response, turned around and looked at Xia Ma, and continued to knock: "Xiao Shu, Dad cooked some rice balls made of rice wine, do you want some?"

There was a sound from inside, Xia's father made an ok gesture to Xia's mother, and gently opened the door with a small bowl.

Going in and looking, Xia Shu was sitting buried in front of the desk, not knowing what to do.

Dad Xia walked over lightly: "What are you busy with?"

As he said, he stretched his head over, not knowing if he didn't look at it, but he was startled when he saw it.

My son is actually doing his homework! ?

Xia Shu didn't raise his head: "Put it there."

Dad Xia was still in a daze, and slowly recovered his voice: "Oh, then Dad put it here, remember to eat it while it's hot."

"Ah."

Dad Xia closed the door and went out in a daze.

Xia Ma waited in the living room, saw him come out, looked into Xia Shu's room, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

"Honey, pinch me quickly." Dad Xia still hadn't recovered from his nerves at this moment, "Am I dreaming, or my eyes are blurry."

Xia's mother hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with Xiaoshu?" After asking, she was about to knock on the door, but Xia's father stopped him from behind.

"Xiao Shu is doing homework."

Ma Xia: "Huh?"

She pinched Dad Xia's arm, and Dad Xia took a breath from the pain, and then he was stunned: "I didn't dream, his dad, did you read it wrong?"

Dad Xia shook his head.

Xia's mother became anxious: "There is nothing wrong with this child..."

Dad Xia: "Will it break your brain?"

Xia's mother patted his forehead: "Don't talk nonsense."

They sat on the sofa, lost in thought together.

As far as I can remember, Xia Shu Primary School's grades are not bad, and she is considered one of the best in the class.But at that time, the family was busy opening a store and had a young son, so it was inevitable that they paid less attention to him.

They have always been careful about this. If there is a small portion, there must be a large portion. The two children have always been on the same level, and most of the time they are more worried about Xia Shu.

Later, Xia Shu went to junior high school, and they found him a cram school, but Xia Shu was fond of playing, and often secretly went to play games, and didn't go to school at all.It's not that they haven't been educated, they are sweet and slippery every summer.Although he doesn't like to study, Xia Shu will tell them whatever is on his mind, and he lives happily every day.

So they figured it out, grades are not the most important thing, happiness and health are the most important, and they have never paid too much attention to their younger son's studies, and they don't want to put pressure on them. Liao never said anything too much, only comforted them to work harder next time.

The two exchanged glances.

Xia's mother first reflected on herself: "I shouldn't have mentioned Jing Zhe in front of him today, I know he has the latest midterm exam..."

Dad Xia followed closely behind and sighed: "I should ask you today..."

click-

The doorknob was turned open, and Xia Shu came out of the room with a pen and test paper in his hand.

The two people on the sofa sat up straight in an instant, thinking that he was coming towards them, but they saw him knocking on the door of Xia Jingzhe's room next door.

Xia Jingzhe opened the door and came out, asking, "Brother? What's the matter?"

Xia Shu handed him the test paper: "Have you learned this math problem before, tell me about it."

Xia Ma:?

Dad Xia:?

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of little R classmate;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!