Chapter 8: Campus World (8)

Evening self-study, Ning Xingzhou couldn't solve a problem for a long time. He

rested his chin with one hand, and boredly drew circles on the notebook with a

pen, occasionally peeking at Lu Yuan.

Inexplicably, the other party became cold again. When he was eating, he tried

every means to find a topic, but the other party always seemed to be too lazy

to answer, at most he would say "um" perfunctorily.

what happened? Could it be that if you had a good attitude before, you felt

that you owed him, and if you invited him to a meal, it would be settled? Ning

Xingzhou twitched at the corner of his mouth when he thought of the three-

dollar bowl of noodles.

"229, is there any props that can penetrate the heart of the task object?"

Ning Xingzhou began to dream after eating and drinking.

"There are no such advanced items, my host~"

"Then... Is there an indicator similar to favorability? There is only one

influence value, so it is difficult to make an effective analysis."

"No, sir, the favorability test is not within the capabilities of this

system."

"Oh." Ning Xingzhou looked indifferent and cursed at the spicy chicken system.

"嘤嘤嘤~" The system was aggrieved, but it felt that the host was right.

"In the future, if there is a change in the influence value, you will give me

a real-time notification. Is this okay?"

"Mmmm! No problem, Lord Host!"

…

After chatting with the spicy chicken system, Ning Xingzhou looked at his

empty workbook in pain and fell into deep thought. Could it be that on the

first day of transfer, he will not turn in his homework?

He secretly glanced at the workbook at the same table, it was so full that it

made people want to copy it. But on second thought, he faintly felt that

something was wrong.

In the plot of the original book he received, this villain classmate seems to

have...not good grades. Although I don't know the specific subject grades, the

total grades are only in the middle of the class. It's not too bad, but it's

definitely not good.

Let's take a look at Lu Yuan's serious homework... Ning Xingzhou was unsure

for a while whether there was a problem with the script, or whether Lu Yuan

was writing in a serious manner.

That breezy look that looks like every question can be done is too bluffing.

Lu Yuan was disturbed by the sight that fell on him from time to time. He put

down his pen, lowered his voice, and asked blankly, "Have you seen enough?"

"Ah—" Ning Xingzhou was embarrassed and embarrassed when the peeping person

was discovered by the master, and a smear of powder floated on his cheeks. His

eyes were erratic, and he excused himself nervously, "I... I just saw that the

injury on your face was not healed, so I was a little worried."

These words are not all excuses. Although Lu Yuan's face is not as swollen as

a pig's head today, there are still several obvious wounds and bruises.

Especially the opening on the forehead is very deep, and it is easy to leave

scars if it is not handled properly.

When the original book mentioned Lu Yuan's appearance, it focused on

describing the scar, extending from the center of the eyebrow to the brow

bone. Presumably that scar was left by this injury.

"...It's okay." Lu Yuan didn't care about appearances. For him, no bones were

injured, but minor injuries. But the worry in the other party's eyes didn't

seem to be fake, but made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He thought of his previous unpromising escape behavior, and a trace of shame

rose in his heart. The other party seems to be sincerely worried about

himself, but he saves people with narrow evil thoughts.

He lowered his eyebrows, his thoughts subsided, his lips stretched into a

straight line, and the end of the pen tapped Ning Xingzhou's workbook lightly,

"Write your homework with peace of mind."

"I want to write too, but I can't..." Ning Xingzhou frowned, extremely

aggrieved.

He was lying on the table, only showing a pair of piercing eyes, looking at

each other pitifully, "Can you teach me?"

Before that, Lu Yuan had never imagined that a boy's voice could be so soft.

Isn't it true that girls dress up as men? Doubt rose in his mind.

His gaze moved down slightly, and when he saw the other's bulging Adam's

apple, some kind of absurd and grotesque idea was put away.

"The big three doors are fine, but the small three doors are not available."

Lu Yuan retracted his gaze, and his voice was indifferent.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach, nor does he. He wants to earn money to

live, so he doesn't have enough time to study. In the past, only the three

subjects in the college entrance examination were included in the total score,

so he spent his little energy on language. However, not long ago, with the

reform of the college entrance examination, the junior three subjects will be

graded and included in the total score.

He, who has always paid no attention to physical and chemical biology,

suffered a dark loss, and he has left a lot of homework, and it takes time to

make up for it. Fortunately, he has a good learning talent, and it is only a

matter of time before he passes the pass line to get excellent grades.

It's very subtle, I don't want to lose face in front of his same table, I can

only cover up my dishes with indifference.

"Ah..." Ning Xingzhou sighed in disappointment and continued to bury his head

in the textbook. He can be fooled by the homework beyond the language and

numbers, but it is impossible for the junior three to write.

"Then... can you copy the homework of Xiaosanmen for me?" He raised his head,

thinking crookedly. His foundation is completely zero, and even if someone is

willing to teach him, he has to start from the most basic, and it is not

something that can be learned in a day or two.

Lu Yuan frowned and refused simply, "No, copying homework is immoral, write it

yourself."

As far as his current accuracy rate of physical and chemical life is

concerned, can't he just wait to slap himself in the face when copying it to

Ning Xingzhou? Moreover, today is the first time he has done the homework of

the three-door seriously. What does the former large blank and red cross look

like when the other party sees it.

"I see..." Ning Xingzhou pursed his lips, his ears flushed, and he was ashamed

of the idea of unearned gain that he had just raised. All elementary school

students know that copying homework is wrong. As a healer, he almost made such

a low-level mistake.

With a serious look on his face, he spread out the papers, seriously covering

up the question. The multiple-choice questions are okay, the answer is

selected with a flick of the eraser, and the calculation questions can't even

understand the title, so they simply leave it blank.

Feeling a little ashamed in his heart, in the next two self-study classes, he

was too embarrassed to talk to the same table again. I honestly finished the

questions, and I was so bored to draw there that I was thinking about what to

do next while I was drawing.

He wants to lead Lu Yuan to the right path, some positive energy input from

the Three Views is necessary, but he can't deliberately say some big truths.

And he should also grow up with the other party, and he must get rid of his

scumbag status as soon as possible.

He lowered his eyes and pondered, the black pen was drawing in circles

unconsciously, his foundation was too poor, and he had to hire a tutor. Once

you are more familiar with it, you can invite Lu Yuan to make up the class

together.

I was so engrossed in it that I didn't even notice the bell rang for the end

of get out of class.

"Draw what?"

The sudden voice startled Ning Xingzhou, his pen slipped, leaving a long black

line on the paper.

Lu Yuan actually took the initiative to talk to him? Ning Xingzhou blinked and

reacted for a long time. He looked down at the things he had drawn, and

instantly felt that he was terrified.

This is a very advanced mecha sketch, with a novel design and smooth lines. It

is a big touch at first glance. It's just that there is a long black line

there, which lowers the force of the whole painting.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Lu Yuan obviously saw the black line that

was unsightly, and the lines on his face were tensed, very annoyed.

The same desk has always talked a lot, but he didn't talk to him for two

consecutive classes, which made him a little uncomfortable. Thinking that the

other party was arguing because of homework, Lu Yuan struggled for a long time

and couldn't help but talk, but he seemed to have messed up accidentally.

"It's alright~ I'll just make a few more strokes." Ning Xingzhou thought for a

moment, and drew a circle with a black pen on the basis of the scratch. After

a while, a cool shot was born in the hands of the mecha.

"Wow! That's amazing! Are you an art student?" The classmates at the front

desk heard the movement in the back row, and looked at them, their mouths

opened exaggeratedly, and their voices could not hide their amazement.

"Almost..." Ning Xingzhou scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled shyly.

In fact, he doesn't know what's going on. Painting seems to be something that

he knows subconsciously, and he draws such a thing unconsciously when he is

cranky. In the words of the system, this is his own ability.

Maybe in reality he specializes in this area of work, engaging in animation

design and the like?

"Oh my God! So strong! Really strong!" The front table scrutinized for a

while, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the other party's

painting skills were awesome. He couldn't help poking his classmates around,

sharing the joy of discovering the big touch.

"Damn it! It's so fierce? At least 20 points can be added to the college

entrance examination at this level, right?" On those slender, white hands.

The fingers are slender and slender, with well-defined joints, the skeleton is

not large, and it is well-proportioned. Fingertips are pink, healthy and

plump.

So lovely.

The tall girl's name is Yu Qing. She is a sports student in her class. She is

a real hand-controller.

Lu Yuan could see the reactions of the classmates around him, especially the

obsessive gaze of the girl at the next table, which made him feel a little

irritable for no reason.

It happened to be after school time, and the students' attention was

attracted, and the rainbow farts came one after another, all of which were

praising Ning Xingzhou. Lu Yuan looked at the shy redness on his deskmate's

face, and felt even more annoyed in his heart.

He retracted his gaze and silently swallowed the compliment he was about to

say, without saying a word. I packed up something and put it in my handbag,

got up and left without saying hello.

"Eh? Wait for me!" Seeing that the target of the mission left, Ning Xingzhou

picked up his schoolbag and smiled apologetically at the people around him,

"I'm sorry, I have to leave first."

As he said that, he trotted and chased out of the classroom, leaving a group

of people whispering.

"Xingxing seems to be walking very close to him at the same table? I even saw

them eating together tonight!"

"I saw it too, ah, it's annoying, why does Xingxing play with that kind of

spicy chicken?"

"Emmm, to be honest, I think what Xingxing said today is quite reasonable...

Thinking about it, Lu Yuan is actually quite pitiful, with parents like that."

"Yeah... After being scolded by Xingxing for a few words, I was too

embarrassed to talk to me. Fortunately, after painting, the relationship seems

to have eased a little."

"To be honest, being said that by Xingxing, I feel like we were quite bad

before. Even though that guy didn't provoke us, we kept talking bad about

him..."

"What's wrong with speaking ill of him? People still don't let people speak

ill of him?"

"It's not... I just feel like he's not that bad either."

"Hey, I think you've been fascinated by ghosts, and I haven't seen you speak

for him before. What's the matter, just because a new classmate turned to him,

you're just being a scumbag?"

"Sister Yu Xiao, we didn't mean that."

"What do you mean by that? I think you're just fascinated by that little white

face. The girls are chirping. I don't know what to brag about."

"That's right... I didn't feel embarrassed to say before, he looks really good

looking, I don't know why you guys are so good at it."

"What's wrong with my mother who likes delicate and beautiful ones? Is it in

your way? Damn it."

"Yo~ I just liked it on the first day I turned around? Yu Qing, do you want to

be shameless?"

"You're the one, Cheng Nan's fart, you're the imperial decree, and you force

Lai Lai all day long. I'll feel ashamed for your parents if the dog's legs are

like this."

"Fuck, Yu Qing, are you ** sick?"

…

In the classroom, Ning Xingzhou and Lu Yuan were quarreling with each other,

but the two protagonists didn't know it. Lu Yuan walked very fast, and when he

was approaching the school gate, Ning Xingzhou barely caught up.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Ning Xingzhou bent down, put his hands on his

lap, panting.

Lu Yuan's footsteps paused, and the night was cold, which blew away a lot of

the annoyance that had arisen in his heart. He turned around, faced the street

lamp and looked at the blushing face of the same table from the trot, and his

mood suddenly improved, "I can't help it, my legs are long."

Ning Xingzhou thought of the oolong he made in today's class, glanced at the

other person's real long legs, which were obviously a bit longer than him, and

a subtle embarrassment and embarrassment rose in his heart.

He shook his head, took out a bag of bulging bags from his schoolbag, and

introduced them one by one, "When you go back, use this disinfection first,

and then apply a layer of this ointment. I think your face is still swollen

today, and you'd better apply a layer of gauze after applying it. , and then

apply ice."

Lu Yuan was stunned, staring at Ning Xingzhou, who was chattering non-stop,

but couldn't recover for a long time.

This was the first time someone cared so much about him, a skin injury that he

didn't even care about, but someone was always thinking about it. This feeling

is amazing.

At the end, Ning Xingzhou shoved the thing into the opponent's arms, with a

sullen expression, threatening every word: "No! Xu! Rejection! Rejection!"

"Yeah." Lu Yuan lowered his eyebrows, his subordinates exerted a little force,

clenched the medicine in his hand, and his voice was dull, as if it came from

his chest, "Thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome~ Go back and remember to take the medicine, we'll see you

tomorrow~" Not being rejected, Ning Xingzhou smiled with crooked eyes, and

even his voice was a little rippling.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Lu Yuan turned and left, hiding the complexity in his eyes. For the first time

in his life, he had hope for the so-called tomorrow.

The author has something to say: I am really thick and long.

Hhh is it a hint of a wave of the main world?