I really didn't seduce him

This inconspicuous 1 extra point raised Fang Yanwei by 5 places, kicking him into the top 350 in his grade.

"Damn, Brother Fang." He Suisui cried bitterly while holding Fang Yanwei's English test paper, "When did your English reading accuracy get so high!"

Fang Yanwei: "..."

The hot knowledge was stuffed into his head by Lu Zhiqiang.

He looked at Lu Zhi who was sitting beside him silently.

Holding the pen, Lu Zhi was tracing his Chinese test paper, using his nonsense, exaggerated and contrived composition as a copybook.

He often heard compliments about his grades when he was very young.

He is a child of another family who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The teacher praised him for being smart and a quick learner, and his parents also said that he was sensible and well-behaved.

After many years, he heard similar praise again, and he realized that he didn't care at all.

The class bell rang. This is a physics class, and the monthly exam papers have to be reviewed.

The study tasks in the third year of high school were heavy. He Suisui bought a lot of soda biscuits from home and chewed them in the back row while he was in class.

The more Fang Yanwei listened, the hungrier he became.

He stopped taking notes, put his hands behind his back, and tapped He Suisui's desk with his fingertips.

There was the sound of plastic biscuit bags coming from the back drawer. He Suisui bent down and handed the biscuits under the desk, and put the biscuits into Fang Yanwei's palm.

Fang Yanwei took the biscuits, took two mints from his pocket, and put them on He Suisui's table with his backhand.

Equivalent exchange, the transaction is completed.

Xu Zhengyi is no longer surprised.

It's just that he is rather strange. During Lu Zhi's period of time, most of Fang Yanwei and He Suisui's petty actions were turning a blind eye.

Fang Yanwei just tore open a small slit in the biscuit bag, when Lu Zhi pushed over a note——

"Did I not feed you enough?"

A line of flamboyant characters, plus a scribbled soybean tearful expression, Lu Zhi also colored it with a yellow highlighter specially designed for highlighting.

It's just... a little weirdly cute.

"I want to eat biscuits today. The lemon biscuits bought by He Suisui are delicious."

He was replying neatly on a small slip of paper.

"The little soybean you drew is not round." He drew a round and beautiful one, and pushed the note back.

The sound of unpacking bags sounded again.

The scent of lemon cream wafts out.

The dean was too full for breakfast, and now he wanted to take a walk to digest the food. By the way, he checked the discipline of each class. He walked along the corridor and looked at each class.

Turning left at the intersection ahead, he is about to arrive at his favorite and most satisfying class (1) of the third year of high school. He has even seen the back of the head of his classmate No. [-] in the grade.

Student Lu Zhi turned sideways slightly, grabbed a corner of the curtain, and pulled it with his hand, the curtain spread, blocking the sight of outsiders.

The dean looked at the dark clouds in the sky: "?"

No drying, do I need to draw the curtains?

Forget it, good students are eccentric.

The dean shook his head and left.

Fang Yanwei safely ate the lemon biscuits for the whole class without being noticed by anyone.

It was their group's turn to be on duty this week, and they needed to wipe the blackboard between classes. Fang Yanwei returned with two glasses of water, turned around and took the blackboard eraser from the desk.

The small blackboard for writing notices on the right side of the classroom was hung by Lu Zhi, which was a bit high. He was jumping and wiping it, and in the middle of the jump, someone snatched the blackboard eraser from him.

Lu Zhi stood where he was, raised his hand expressionlessly, and wiped the blackboard little by little.

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Oh shit.

He obviously grew two centimeters taller in the first half of the semester, but he was still not as tall as Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi patted the chalk dust on his hands, and waited for him to return to his seat together.

Molly and a few girls by the window were covering their mouths and snickering. Fang Yanwei listened blankly for a few times, but didn't understand their smiles.

"The morning meeting next week." Lu Zhi interrupted his thoughts, "You and I will go to the rostrum together."

Fang Yanwei: "?"

Fang Yanwei: "What crime have I committed?"

Want to read the review again?

"No." Lu Zhi shook his head, "It's a progress award."

Fang Yanwei has not received the award on the rostrum, and this time, he is still with Lu Zhi.

When the time comes, can you quietly hold your boyfriend's hand?

Recently, a new cross-bridge rice noodle shop was opened near the school gate, and Fang Yanwei liked it very much.

So every lunch break, he and Lu Zhi went to eat outside the school.

"Auntie, add three more mushrooms." Sitting at the dining table, Fang Yanwei said to the owner.

"Add this much again? OK." The owner's aunt responded and went to the back kitchen.

Fang Yanwei crouched by the table, watching Lu Zhi take out a paper towel, wipe the table carefully several times, and scald the dishes with boiling water.

At the table next to them sat a pair of male and female students who belonged to Luyu Middle School. Fang Yan caught sight of their couple necklaces with his only eyes.

The two kept a normal distance between classmates, but their eyes and small movements occasionally revealed the closeness between the two.

The boy was obviously a little nervous, and kept looking at Lu Zhi, which made Fang Yanwei want to laugh.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Zhi asked.

"Brother Zhi." He lowered his voice and said, "It's quite interesting to watch other people fall in love."

Lu Zhi lowered his head: "Am I boring?"

He grasped the chopsticks and poked the rice noodles in the bowl weakly, his eyes seemed to be gradually hollowing out.

Lu Zhi: "You said it was boring before."

Fang Yanwei was savoring the mushrooms carefully, when the iron pot hit his head again.

He thought about it carefully, he had said it, but that was a long time ago.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhi still remembered.

"I just... just said it casually." He raised his foot hidden under the dining table, and rubbed Lu Zhi's calf with the back of his foot.

Lu Zhi held the chopsticks firmly in his hand, but narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I want to buy a box of refills." Fang Yanwei said, "You can accompany me to the stationery store."

"I still have half a box."

"Your hair is too thick, I can't handle it." Fang Yanwei refused, "I don't need 0.7."

"Then let's go." Lu Zhi put down his chopsticks.

The stationery store is nearby, Fang Yanwei finished taking the pen refills, turned around and saw the pens for sale in the stationery store.

On the color test paper placed by the pen stand, the students drew a lot of messy content.

There are monotonous wavy lines and clumsy yet cute stick figures.

And write names.

Fang Yanwei saw his name.

And Lu Zhi's.

Sure enough, campus celebrities never lack opportunities to appear on the stage.

As soon as Lu Zhi took a stack of draft paper, he turned around and saw Fang Yanwei standing in front of the color test paper, picked up a red pen for color test, and drew a line between the two names that were slightly apart. red line.

Fang Yuelao put the cap on the pen in satisfaction, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, admiring his own rhythm.

Childish and cute.

Lu Zhi put his hand on his shoulder, pressed it lightly, and touched his collarbone lightly with his fingertips through the thin school uniform material.

Fang Yanwei's ears were a little red when the boring little thoughts were discovered. He turned his head, and a figure flashed by outside the door, who looked a bit like Lu Jianchang.

You are wrong.

Why did Lu Zhi's father appear here at this time?

Must be wrong.

"There are still four and ten minutes." Lu Zhi glanced at the time on the wall, "Go back to the classroom, and I can sleep for a while."

This semester, the school expanded its enrollment and the number of students increased, so the dormitory bed of Lu Zhi, a day student, was taken back by the school.

During the lunch break now, Fang Yanwei always lies on the desk for a while.

He had a brief dream, vaguely felt as if someone was plucking his eyelashes, the cool fingertips brushed past the end of his eyes, brushed along his cheeks, and finally touched the corner of his mouth, lightly Press to create a slightly concave arc.

He opened his eyes, and Lu Zhi was sitting steadily, with a frosty face, reading English seriously.

I love him so much.

I dream about him messing with me.

Fang Yan said ideally.

He yawned, rested his head on his forearm, turned his face out of the glass window, and continued his nap.

Lu Zhi stopped writing, and the thumb of his right hand touched the tip of his index finger.

There is still the warm touch from just now.

During the third class in the afternoon, Teacher Chen came over and knocked on the window, and called Lu Zhi away.

"Teacher." Lu Zhi said, "What can I do?"

Teacher Chen frowned: "Your father had a dispute with someone and hit him. The other party agreed to privately and needed money from his family. You are his immediate family. You couldn't be found there, so he called the school. Come."

When Teacher Chen answered the phone just now, he wanted to strangle the sixth parent to death.

Do what you can't do, just add chaos.

But he is a teacher, a role model, and he cannot swear on the phone.

"Hello." Lu Zhi answered the victim's call, "You were beaten, it's so pitiful, but I'm still a student, I'm studying, I don't have money, hitting someone is wrong, let him go to jail, you can vent your anger too gone."

Lu Jianchang's curse came from the other end of the phone.

Lu Zhi hung up the phone expressionlessly.

"Teacher." He said politely, "If there is nothing else, I will go back to the classroom."

"Okay!" Teacher Chen nodded repeatedly, "Go back quickly."

"The current students' family situation is really complicated." The head teacher of the class next door said, "The college entrance examination is about to take place in one and a half semesters, so don't let it affect the college entrance examination. Next year, Lu Zhong is counting on Lu Zhi to be the first in the city. Woolen cloth."

"I will pay more attention." Teacher Chen said.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Yanwei asked.

Lu Zhi wasn't there, he thought this class was extremely boring, and he couldn't listen to it at all.

"It's nothing serious." Lu Zhi lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry."

Fang Yanwei never dreamed that the highlight moment of Luyu No. [-] Middle School's morning meeting would allow him to get some light.

Principal Lu Zhong stood on the rostrum and announced the list of winners for this monthly exam.

"The overall score of the grade is first, Lu Zhi, the best progress award in the grade, Fang Yanwei."

Fang Yanwei used to go up to the rostrum to read the review without any panic, but today he was a little nervous.

"Why are there just the two of us?" He leaned over and whispered into Lu Zhi's ear, "We seem to be married."

Lu Zhi: "..."

One of them is the school grass, and the other is the school grass reserve later. Both of them have superior appearance, and when they stand together, they always attract the attention of many people.

When Fang Yanwei went over to talk in a low voice, although no one except Lu Zhi knew what he said, there was a lot of noise in the playground.

It's pretty good to be able to stand with Brother Zhi.

When Lu Zhi received the certificate from the principal, his left hand hidden behind him quietly scraped the back of his hand.

This kind of cryptic expression made him feel like he was soaking in warm sea water, so light that he wanted to laugh.

In the evening, the senior three (1) class.

[He Suisui]: [Photo], a photo of the morning meeting stolen from the school website, @方绕微@路把, self-taken.

[He Suisui]: See how happy Brother Fang is smiling. I want to learn and improve too.

[Head teacher-Ms. Chen]: @何岁岁, you are the only one talking non-stop in the group, you are in the third year of high school!knock head.jpg

[He Suisui]: Oh, I joined the wrong group.

[Head Teacher-Teacher Chen]: I just knew that you still have groups that don't take me.

[He Suisui]: There are many, teacher, you never know how many groups you can pull out from a class of 50 people.

[Head Teacher-Teacher Chen]: ... let's go study.

Fang Yanwei saved that photo from the group.

For the first time, he discovered that the school uniform of Luyu Middle School was also pretty, and he had never worn it properly before.

He was wearing a dark blue school uniform, the same style as Lu Zhi's.

Like a couple outfit.

He unwrapped the candy from the stationery store he bought today, and threw one into his mouth.

fudge?

What kind of sugar is this, it tastes like lychee, it's quite chewy and delicious.

"Fang Yanwei." Lu Zhi knocked on the door and came in, "Is my pajama pants in your room?"

"Ah yes." Fang Yanwei pointed out the window, "I washed it and hung it outside."

Lu Zhi didn't look out the window, his eyes stopped on the candy wrappers on the corner of the table.

Lu Zhi: "."

"You..." Before Fang Yanwei could say anything, Lu Zhi pinched his cheek and with a little force, he opened his mouth slightly.

"Bubble gum." Lu Zhi said, "Rubber products."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

He rushed to the trash can and pooh-pooh-pooh.

"Am I allergic?" He asked Lu Zhi.

"Did you have any allergic reactions before?" Lu Zhi asked.

Fang Yanwei thought about it for a while: "It will be very itchy."

His mouth was reddish, and the corners of his mouth were slightly wet.

It reminded Lu Zhi of the soft and warm touch.

When Lu Zhi knocked on the door and came in, he just saw Fang Yanwei throwing candy into his mouth, the time was very short, so the problem should not be serious.

"Then I'll check it out for you." Lu Zhi pinched his cheek and said expressionlessly.