After starting to entangle

"Dad, I was wrong, don't hit me! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Tang poetry? Tang poetry?"

Tang Shi didn't go to bed until midnight, but he didn't sleep for long. Around three o'clock in the morning, he grabbed Song Ci's hand and shouted in panic and sweat.

Song Ci was startled by him, and quickly got up and patted his shoulder to wake him up.

"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

Song Ci frowned and asked with concern.

Tang Shi opened her sleepy eyes and looked into Song Ci's eyes in panic.He settled down first, then nodded in a daze, and said embarrassingly,

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I woke you up. I'm sorry!"

"I'm fine." Song Ci comforted him,

"Sleep! I have to get up early to report!"

"Ah."

Tang Shi responded, then turned around and sighed deeply.

Song Ci turned his back to him, feeling the warmth of the arm he just grabbed.

What exactly did I dream about, why did I get so scared... my palms were sweating from fright...

Song Ci thought to himself and also sighed.

Maybe it was because she slept too late last night, or because she didn't sleep well after a nightmare, Tang Shi's face was very haggard when she woke up in the morning.

It wasn't until after breakfast that his face turned slightly rosy.

"Brother, actually you don't have to send it to me. I can do it by myself, I'm not a kid anymore! And when I was young, I did many things by myself, don't worry!"

Tang Shi was holding the schoolbag and holding the seat belt in her right hand and said to Song Ci very embarrassedly.

Song Ci drove seriously, and only responded lightly, "Aren't you a kid anymore? Then are you an adult? Can you handle things by yourself? Then why did you lose the dormitory?"

"I,"

Tang Shi was unable to refute...

"I'll see you off and you just take the car obediently. If I don't want to see you off, it's useless if you beg me."

Song Ci said as he turned the steering wheel with one hand.

Song Ci's engraved face, noble temperament, and even the posture of turning the steering wheel can't help but make people look twice.

"Are you Chinese? What a temperament!"

"The skin is so good, it may be from Korea!"

"This is too handsome!"

"What a man driving the car! A senior! This is too greedy!"

"The little brother next to him is also very handsome! Big eyes, high nose bridge, and small mouth, it must be milky!"

As soon as Song Ci's car drove into the campus, the eyes of the freshmen who came to report were attracted by the two of them.

The Mitchell Middle School is connected with the middle and high schools. The total number of students in the school does not exceed 1000, and it creates an elite education.

The families of the students here may not be superior, but the average IQ is 150 points, and each student is the leader of the younger generation in their respective countries.

Xueba is a rare species.

Like Tang Poetry and Song Ci, the ceiling in the world of beauty is simply a rare species in the world of academic masters.

"I may not be able to pick you up at night, can you find it home?"

Song Ci sent Tang Shi to the teaching building area, and said to Tang Shi through the car window.

Tang Shi grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag with both hands and said shyly, "Yes."

Song Ci didn't know why, but seeing Tang Shi's confused look now, he felt helpless and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Song Ci nodded in response, he couldn't help but smile slightly, then rolled up the window and drove away.

Watching Song Ci go away, Tang Shi couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth and smiling very sweetly.

Song Ci rushed to his own school immediately after leaving Tang Shi's school.

In fact, he also has a class this morning. Fortunately, it is the second class, so there is still time.

Song Ci originally didn't want to worry about it, but when he thought of Tang Shi crying and yelling not to hit me last night, he couldn't bear to let Tang Shi go to school alone.

"Are you waiting for Song Ci?"

In the second row of seats at the entrance of the lecture theater, Lu Sirui lay listlessly on the table. The table was empty, not even a piece of paper.

"How is it possible! What am I waiting for him to do!"

Lu Sirui said disdainfully.

I saw Zuo Ran sitting on the outermost side of the row with a shoulder bag, and said with a smile, "So-and-so was going to skip class, right? Then why are you here?"

"Me, who said I want to skip class! Zuo Ran, don't frame me, please! I just want to get up early to study!" Lu Sirui finally sat up straight after speaking.

But Zuo Ran didn't want to let him go, and continued to tease, "You're still studying like you're yawning! You're here to catch up on sleep, right?"

"No, I'm looking at Song Ci's,"

"Eh? I guessed right! You're just waiting for Song Ci!" Zuo Ran pointed at him and chuckled.

Lu Sirui talked quickly, and he didn't expect to be directly exposed in less than two rounds.

I saw him like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, and said, "Song Ci, this brat, hasn't called me a single call since yesterday! He didn't reply to WeChat either!"

After Lu Sirui finished speaking, his European and American electric eyes dimmed.

Zuo Ran looked at it and just wanted to chuckle.

Ever since she was a child, she has loved to watch Lu Sirui and Song Ci fight.

And she knew that Lu Sirui would not be able to defeat Song Ci at least in this life.

"Actually, let me say, ah, Song Ci!"

Just as Zuo Ran was about to explain, he suddenly looked up and saw Song Ci striding towards the classroom.

"He's here? Just say I'm asleep!"

After Lu Sirui finished speaking, he plopped down on the table, put his head in his hands, and covered his whole body tightly.

Zuo Ran had no choice but to laugh first.

"I'm sorry yesterday, did you play well?"

Song Ci turned to Zuo Ran while walking towards the innermost seat in the first row.

Song Ci usually comes to the classroom half an hour in advance, and then sits in the inner seat of the first row.

Behind him today is Lu Sirui.

"Well, we both know you don't like that kind of occasion. Instead, we had a lot of fun on your birthday!"

Zuo Ran raised his eyebrows and smiled after finishing speaking.

"That's good!" Song Ci said, and glanced back at Lu Sirui who was lying on the table.

Zuo Ran looked at it and quickly assisted, "He said he was asleep!"

"Oh!"

Song Ciyun responded calmly.

Seeing that he was so calm, Zuo Ran didn't want to say anything, and only paid attention to the two of them secretly.

Song Ci said while taking books and notes from his schoolbag, "I know you haven't slept."

"I'm not mad at you anymore. It's just that I want to talk to you."

"Tang Shi came to my house when he was young. He has always been very good. The family situation is not up to us. He works harder than any of us. So I don't want to hear from my friend that you look down on him. You Do you understand me?"

After Song Ci's words fell, Lu Sirui lowered his head but also realized that he was wrong.

I saw him put his hands on the table, press his forehead against the table, and said in a very soft voice,

"Hmm. I see. I was wrong!"

……

……

"By the way, Song Ci, you haven't heard of it yet, have you?"

When the get out of class bell rang, Zuo Ran stood up and asked Song Ci while packing his schoolbag.

Song Ci had a question mark on his face, pinched the book in his right hand, walked towards the aisle, and replied, "What did you hear?"

I saw Zuo Ran pursed his lips, and then said, "Do you still remember the school girl you rejected last week? I heard that she cried all day and night in the dormitory because of you, and the other dormitory complained, and finally asked the dormitory aunt to find the management The clerk still remembers the punishment!"

After Zuo Ran finished speaking, he looked at Lu Sirui, the two of them raised their eyebrows, and they were always in the midst of admiring the charm of Song Ci.

But Song Ci seemed to be completely uninterested in this kind of behavior, and said very flatly, "I clearly rejected it, and I haven't heard of it."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he walked straight out of the classroom.

Zuo Ran and Lu Sirui looked at each other.

Song Ci is still Song Ci.

I saw Lu Sirui followed quickly, and then said,

"Oh, Song Ci, oh Song Ci, sometimes it's a sin to be too good!"

As if deliberately making fun of Song Ci, Lu Sirui ran to his side and beat Song Ci's chest.

But instead, he couldn't help but look at his thin body, and exclaimed, "It's really strong!"

Song Ci had long been used to his sourness, and his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes glared at him and said, "Don't yin and yang me!"

But Lu Sirui said relentlessly, "Hey brother, what exactly do you want? Men and women can't get close to you, I don't think you should be an interpreter, you just become a monk and forget it!"

What Lu Sirui said made Zuo Ran laugh.

Zuo Ran pursed his lips and snickered, and tentatively turned his head to see Song Ci's reaction.

Who knew that Song Ci raised his eyebrows and joked, "I like translation, but I don't like the profession of monk. If I like it, I think I can try it too."

"I'll go, you are so awesome!"

Lu Sirui nodded and gave a "praise" thumbs up on purpose.

"I'm not talking about you. Even if you like to do translation work, you will inevitably need to communicate, right? Brother, you are a human being, not a god. Even if you are a god, can't you go down to experience the fireworks and passion in the world?"

When Lu Sirui said this, he was serious.

Although he would be jealous that Song Ci played well with others, but in terms of feelings, he sincerely hopes that Song Ci can find someone he likes.

He is different from Song Ci.

Lu Sirui is the kind of big-hearted person, he is very good at playing and explaining himself.But Song Ci is different.Song Ci likes to keep things in his heart. Although he can reconcile himself, this extreme loneliness is a bit heavy.

Song Ci still persistently responded, "Communication at work is one of my job contents, and it is my active choice. But in life, I don't need it."

"I hate trivial things filling my life. I hate being alone to disturb my life. It's good to be alone."

After listening to his words, Lu Sirui felt that he had heard such an answer repeatedly for so many years.Lu Sirui was so angry that he glared at him and said, "Then you deserve to die alone!"

"I am willing." Song Ci responded immediately.

"Oh, I'm convinced too!" Lu Sirui decided to suspend this unsolvable topic for thousands of years.

Zuo Ran, as always, watched the two of them fall in love and kill each other.

When they arrived at the entrance of the teaching building, Zuo Ran originally wanted to ask them to go play together, but Song Ci said that he had a job, and Lu Sirui also said that he had an appointment.

There is no way, the three of them can only make an appointment on the weekend.

Just when Song Ci was about to get up and leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Lu Sirui and said, "You have many friends, help me find a part-time job!"

"Are you going to work part-time?" Zuo Ran asked in surprise holding the book.

But Lu Sirui sighed and said with a look of seeing through the world, "How can he have time for a part-time job? I think he is looking for Tang Shi?"

"At this time, the brain can still be used!" Song Ci said with a smile.

Then he warned, "Try not to find someone who is too tired, I'm afraid he won't be able to take it when he first comes."

Lu Sirui tilted his head with displeasure hanging on the corner of his mouth.

I thought to myself: Treating a new kid is better than treating me!

Just as Song Ci took a step, he suddenly turned around and added, "By the way, and also, he is underage!"

"I'll go! Got it!"

Lu Sirui replied surprised and secretly envious.

"Thank you!" Song Ci said, raising his eyebrows slightly to show "love".

Lu Sirui also laughed, "Nonsense!"

"Bye~"

"bye!"

The three waved goodbye and went about their own business.

"Hi everyone, my name is Tang Shi."

Tang Shi finally reported as she wished, and timidly stood in front of the podium to introduce herself.

Tang Shi looked around, and it really was an international school gathered from all over the world. Judging from the appearance of the clothes, there should be students from Europe, America, Africa, India, and Arab countries. The class size is not large, and there are not many Asians.

At first glance, Tang Shi saw that there were only three or four students who looked the same as her and looked like students from China, Japan and South Korea.

"Oh~ handsome boy!"

Under the podium, the girl in the last seat in the last row put her hand around her mouth and shouted.

Tang Shi was completely frightened, her amber eyes looked at the last seat in surprise.

I saw that the girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, her appearance was immature, but her makeup was very coquettish.Brown-black skin and colorful dirty braids are particularly domineering.

Tang Shi stood on the podium, smiled awkwardly, and thought: This is really seeing the world......

But the girl's scream did attract a burst of welcome applause.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed teacher with a big nose happily patted the pocket of his suit, and then motioned Tang Shi to sit in the empty seat.

And it just so happened that the girl was sitting behind Tang Shi.

The girl's excitement was more than just this scream.

Ever since Tang Shi sat down, she was eager to shake hands, wishing she could chat with him after class now.

The first class was a physics class, taught in pure Mises, and it was very difficult for Tang Shi to follow.After finally understanding the meaning of language expressions, I also need to understand physics knowledge.This class is not easy for him.

And there is a "girl" buzzing behind him all the time.

The girl with dreadlocks saw Tang Shi and ignored her.

She took advantage of the time when the teacher was writing on the blackboard and grabbed his hand and stuffed the note into his hand.

Tang Shi frowned tightly, but such a pretty face was full of sorrow, thinking, are all foreign girls so bold and unrestrained?

Tang Shi was a straight, obedient student in class when he was young. He must not read the notes.

The girl with dirty braids saw that the chair was leaning against the back wall, leaning on a stool leg, kicking Tang Shi's chair behind him from time to time.

Tang Shi had no choice but to secretly open it and read it.

As a result, these five big characters really frightened Tang poetry:

Come to my house tonight!

Tang Shi read it again, he must have read the grammar correctly, that is: go to my house tonight!

Although Tang Shi is very obedient, he seems to understand the meaning behind the girl's words.After all, he has received many confessions from girls in China.

Thinking about last year, a girl from the village really came to propose marriage.If he hadn't secretly gone out to work, he might have married young!

Tang Shi's decision is that if he doesn't kick the stool over, he will explain clearly after class.

The note was held in Tang Shi's hands and formed into a ball.

The "charming" Michelle physics and the "charming" girl with dirty braids made Tang Shi feel that this was the saddest class he had ever attended in his study career!