This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Zong Yuan knocked him away with one shoulder, Shi Shiran washed his hands and left.

The few people behind him stayed stubbornly in place, looking at the blushing boy in unison.

Zong Yuan was not in a hurry to return to work, so he leaned back on the railing and looked at Fu Xin who was sitting in the last row through the window.

The only part of the noisy class is quiet.

Zong Yuan rubbed his fingers and became addicted to cigarettes. He smacked his mouth, took out a mint candy and stuffed it into his mouth. Fu Xin was writing with his head buried in his head, slightly longer hair covering his eyebrows, Zong Yuan commented, "This hairstyle No, I don’t look handsome."

0046 humbly ask for advice, "what kind of hairstyle is handsome"

"You have a data, what are you going to make fun of," Zong Yuan knocked on the railing and pointed, "Look, Fu Xin's face is a standard beautiful face, with a full forehead, smooth lines, and a round chin. It's thin, and it's thin. After he got a lot of flesh, he showed his whole face again, hey, he is another handsome guy."

Fu Xin didn't know that he was being criticized. He was empty around him. He was sitting alone before the first class today, but he was a little uncomfortable looking at the empty seats next to him.

He pursed his lips, Zhang Zhiliang held the test paper and walked to him, "Fu Xin, yours."

Zhang Zhiliang smiled gently. Fu Xin quickly took the test paper and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"No thanks," Zhang Zhiliang hadn't left yet, and he looked concerned, "Are you okay today? I think classmate Zong Yuan is not easy to get along with, you should stay away from him, lest you do."

He glanced out of the window inadvertently, and all the remaining words choked in his throat. Zong Yuan looked at him with a smile from outside the window, and Zhang Zhiliang felt that Zong Yuan seemed to have heard him.

He smiled stiffly, Fu Xin fumbled for the pen in his palm, and said, "Zong Yuan, it's good."

He hadn't spoken to Zhang Zhiliang in a long time, and he usually said "Um," "Thank you," "I'm sorry," "". When he raised his head like this, his eyes showed up, and his appearance was beautifully exposed in Zhang Zhiliang's eyes. Fu Xin was serious. Thanks to Zhang Zhiliang's concern, but Zhang Zhiliang felt like a throat.

Only one day later, the disgusting Fu Xin was able to speak for him.

Didn't you say you like me?

Zhang Zhiliang smiled, very gentle, "That's good."

Zong Yuan stepped into the classroom, and the people around him greeted him enthusiastically in twos and threes. After a short cement road, he just got out of the effect of big stars taking to the streets, and walked to Fu Xin and Zhang Zhiliang brilliantly.

He put one hand on the table, half-bended, his young body stretched into a strong arc, "I think the student committee of the academic committee has been standing at my table for a long time, why, something?"

With a high aura and a judgment, Zhang Zhiliang held the test paper tightly, and answered as calmly as possible, "I will issue the test paper."

"Oh," Zong Yuan suddenly realized, "By the way, I stood here and explained the topic."

An inexplicable smell arose between them. The people who were close in twos and threes had already looked over here, Zhang Zhiliang put on a helpless look, "Student Zongyuan, are you unhappy?"

Zong Yuan sneered, and just about to go back, Fu Xin pulled the corner of his clothes. This was the first time Fu Xin took the initiative to touch him. Zong Yuan sat down on his seat with strength, playing the piano with his fingers as if he knocked on the table. "Look at what our academic committee said, you blocked my seat. I have to stand by and chat with you."

Fu Xin smelled the mint smell on his body and blurted out, "You go to the toilet and eat candy"

Zong Yuan turned his face black and looked at him, his mouth opened, and the tip of his tongue was pressed against the piece of candy that had just been stuffed into his mouth, and he said vaguely, "Look, look, I just ate it."

Fu Xin took a closer look and frowned, "You have a tooth on your left that is going to decay."

Zong Yuan was startled, he didn't dare to move, and asked Fu Xin to take a closer look, "Which tooth is doing now?"

Fu Xin leaned over, and the tip of his nose smelled the rich mint smell on Zong Yuan's body. He frowned solemnly and could act as a doctor in a white coat.

Zhang Zhiliang was completely forgotten by the two of them. His expression was stiff, he glanced at them deeply, and continued to send out test papers if nothing had happened.

Zong Yuan's tooth is okay, and he can continue to persist, but eat less sugar.

Fu Xin confidently drew him the approximate location of the tooth on the paper. Zong Yuan glanced at it and couldn't see where the tooth was. He couldn't believe it, "Mints can also cavities."

Fu Xin treats three-year-old children like a pediatrician, “it’s because you have to eat less sugar.”

Zong Yuan frowned, took a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his hand, and sighed.

Eat less sugar and the cigarette will start to smoke.

Yang Fan turned his head and took a look, almost jumped up without being surprised, "Why did you bring up the cigarette?"

High school students, especially the third year of high school, put this thing in the eyes of the teacher, and it is no different from poison.

Zong Yuan indifferently shook his fingers holding the cigarette, "I won't order, take it to relieve the addiction."

His posture is skillful, and the smoke is easily sandwiched between the index finger and **** of his left hand, as if it will be sent into his mouth in the next second, which is extremely eye-catching.

For many young girls, boys who can smoke will have an irresistible attraction to them, especially when smokers are handsome.

He Xiuxiu's eyes stick to Zong Yuan, completely forgetting Zhang Zhiliang sitting next to him, "He is too bold."

Wang Li especially wanted to say a few words with Zong Yuan, "Xiuxiu, you are the monitor of the squad, so let’s go over and say, how can you smoke in the class?"

He Xiuxiu was shaken by what she said, and Wang Li saw her look, "Let’s chant and I will accompany you."

As soon as the two of them walked near Zong Yuan, they heard Zong Yuan talking to Fu Xin, "Master Fu, you haven't finished painting yet"

Fu rubbed his eyebrows hard, "Almost."

He reviewed the picture he drew again and determined that it was the best one he painted recently. Time always flies quickly when he is addicted to one thing, and he hasn't been so relaxed and concentrated on it for a long time.

He Xiuxiu's eyes went cold, she glanced at Fu Xin, with obvious disgust, and then returned to her original state.

Wang Li muttered beside him, "Student Zong Yuan, don't be fooled by that disgusting person."

He Xiuxiu patted her hand, angrily, "What are you talking about, classmate Fu Xin is also very pitiful, it's too ugly to say that."

She walked over, Zong Yuan heard the footsteps, turned his head and looked around, Jun Lang's face conjured up an arc of a smile, "Yo, squad leader."

He Xiuxiu pointed to the cigarette in his hand, with a sweet and likable smile, "Student Zongyuan, this thing can't be in the class."

"Okay," Zong Yuan handed the cigarette to Fu Xin slowly, "At the same table, throw it away for me, thank you."

The trash can was close to Fu Xin. Fu Xin took the cigarette from him. Yang Fan called him secretly, "Fu Xin, give it to me."

He hasn't smoked that cigarette yet, and he probably hasn't smoked this brand either.

Fu Xin glanced at him and continued to throw the cigarettes into the trash can.

Yang Fan, ""

He turned his head in a jealous manner.

Zong Yuan glanced at the ceiling, "Squad leader, okay?"

He drew his hair casually, and every move made He Xiuxiu blush. She was embarrassed, "Okay."

Fu Xin glanced at He Xiuxiu, her dark eyes changed He Xiuxiu's face, "If Jian sees that there are no illegal items, I will go back."

Zong Yuan glanced at her back for unknown reasons, sneered, and turned around, "Fu Xin, I haven't finished painting yet"

Fu Xin hesitated, "It's finished, but"

Zong Yuan stretched out his hand carelessly, curious, "Come here, let me have a look." I'm so handsome, I won't be ugly if I don't paint well.

The corners of his eyes twitched in the next second, almost unable to maintain his facial expression.

0046 looked at him distressedly, "I shouldn't use Ruhua as a metaphor, I am insulting Ruhua."

Late self-study soon ended. There was a room near Zongyuan. He carried his schoolbag and waited for Fu Xin to pack his things. Fu Xin's movements became slower and slower. The class continued to walk a lot, but Zongyuan was still standing at the table. Before, the tall figure blocked a piece of light, Fu Xin asked, "You have something"

Zongyuan picked up his dark and shabby schoolbag from his desk, draped it on one shoulder, one on each side, "go"

He took a long leg, walked out the door a few steps, and Fu Xin was stunned for a few seconds before he realized, "Zong Yuan"

He chased it out and ran to Zong Yuan's side, reaching out his hand to pull his schoolbag from him, Zong Yuan easily pulled the schoolbag with one hand, letting Fu Xin bounce around, and didn't give him a child at all. Put the same strength on your heart, calmly, "You live outside, right? Me too, what a coincidence, together."

0046 nodded in relief, "That's how I was on the road to see who would dare to bully Fu Xin."

Fu Xin's hand holding his schoolbag was boring, "How do you know I live outside"

Zong Yuan stood up and shook a finger, unpredictable, "Of course I know such a simple question."

Fu Xin watched Zong Yuan drew out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. The bright flames reflected on his handsome face, and the smoke was already a painting in his eyes.

He breathed a little stagnant, lowered his head violently, and followed Zong Yuan to the house.

Zong Yuan wisely chose to break up with Fu Xin at the fork in the road. He watched Fu Xin go further and further into the alley, and suddenly shouted, "Fu Xin."

When Fu Xin turned around, he saw that the person was about to blend in with the night, he was a little nervous, and learned Zong Yuan's reply, "What's wrong?"

Zong Yuan pinched the smoke and waved to him lazily, his voice full of the gentleness of the night, "See you tomorrow."

Fu Xin's heart beats twice suddenly.

He stood in a daze for a long time, until he sneezed, he realized that Zong Yuan had disappeared. Only the dim color of the street lamp was left around. The wind at night was a little bit cold. Fu Xin walked slowly towards the house, suddenly feeling something Something is wrong, "Wait, where's my schoolbag"

Zong Yuan followed the route of 0046 into an apartment. The refrigerator in the kitchen was filled with frozen food. He put down his schoolbag and slowly put down a pack of meat dumplings, humming leisurely.

0046, "I don't know if you found out"

"Uh-huh" Zong Yuan took out the dumplings and found the hot sauce, 0046 said quietly, "There are two schoolbags on your sofa"

Zong Yuan laughed loudly, "You are stupid with two schoolbags. Schoolbags can reproduce themselves. You don't need money for schoolbags."

He walked outside carrying dumplings, "This joke is so **** cold, you are not"

Sure enough, there are two schoolbags on the sofa in the living room. In fact, one is very familiar, he carried it all the way.

It belongs to Fu Xin's schoolbag.

0046 Knocked the melon seeds to see him being slapped in the face, "Do it well, two homework, don't bother others, oh, yes, there is also one of your favorite math test papers."

Zong Yuan, ""