Chapter 3685 The God of Learning Is Very Cold (One Hundred)

Chapter 3672 The god of learning is very cold (100)

Chu Xu knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

Pantothenic acid in the eye sockets.

It hurts.

It was the first time he was in such pain because of a person.

When footsteps sounded behind him, his back froze for a moment, and his fingers clenched tightly.

Until the man walked past him and looked at him with strange and strange eyes.

Chu Xu smiled.

How much feel a little sad.

It has reached this point, and people are starting to put their words on the surface and say that they are just playing with him.

What is he still waiting for?

Chu Xu was trembling all over, like a fish out of water, just sitting on the ground in a daze, when the wind blew across his face, it hurt, like a knife had cut his skin.

——"Just for fun, what does Brother Xu want?"

That low and clear voice that he was most familiar with.

It echoed lightly in his heart, and pierced it countless times.

It turned out to be just for fun.

It turned out he was nothing.

It turned out that he thought he was right.

turn out to be,

in this way.

Chu Xu never went back to the basement,

The next day is Monday,

early self-study,

The buzzing voices never stopped, and papers were flying all over the sky.

Chu Xu didn't know what he was trying to do, he came very early.

"Brother Xu." Zheng Boye called out.

He walked in with a blank expression on his face, leaned on the chair loosely as soon as he entered the classroom, and hummed indifferently when he turned his eyes.

Zheng Boye: "...?"

The air pressure in this person's body is obviously low.

Brother Xu, why is something wrong again.

Since they separated that Friday night, they haven't seen each other this weekend. For some reason, Zheng Boye is a little worried, and has been suffering until now, but he didn't expect Chu Xu to really come.

Zheng Boye glanced at Chu Xu several times and became anxious.

But he couldn't hold back a word.

"Say." The school tyrant lowered his eyes, perhaps because he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was more hostile, and his voice was a little rough.

This is so wrong! !

Zheng Boye coughed several times, couldn't help it, and asked in one breath: "Did Xue Shen send you home last Friday night? You didn't..."

He was thinking about his words, for fear that he would say the wrong thing like last time, and the master was still studying the questions in class, so he consciously lowered his voice: "Nothing happened, right?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Zheng Boye is really a fool in this respect.

Chu Xu suddenly sneered, and said in a sarcastic tone, "What do you think will happen?"

It happened.

He took the initiative to provoke first.

his fault.

He admits it.

Zheng Boye was under a lot of pressure. He felt that Chu Xu was a little angry, but Zheng Boye didn't know what was wrong with his question.

"No, no." Zheng Boye shook his head like a rattle, and said seriously, "Nothing happened!"

There is a flag-raising ceremony on Monday, and the announcement is broadcast to go downstairs and stand in line.

When Chu Xu got up, Zheng Boye glanced casually across the school bully's neck, but his eyes froze suddenly.

The boy is wearing a thin sweater, which is a little loose. It is slender and thin against the figure, and the neckline is slightly exposed...

Zheng Boye flicked, tripped over the chair, and made a loud bang, almost half of the class turned their heads to look over.

Zheng Boye lay on the ground, a little embarrassed.

When he got up, he was still in a daze. The sight he saw just now made his mind buzz, and the pattern of getting along with Brother Xu and Xueshen knocked in his mind on Friday night, in a mess.

Did he get it wrong?

Maybe it was a mosquito bite?

What is he thinking?

how is this possible?

Zheng Boye firmly believed that it must be his eyes! flower! up!

As soon as he went downstairs, the dean saw the figure very sharply, and he shouted so loudly that everyone around heard: "Chu Xu!"

After the man heard it, he rolled his thin eyelids and walked over lazily.

"Do you owe me something? The self-criticism, I will read the self-criticism on stage later!" The dean looked at Chu Xu, paused for a moment on the boy's pale face, and couldn't help frowning: "You said you This is staying up all night again? If you have nothing to do, don't mess around, look at this face, what have you done to yourself. "

"Is it ugly?" Chu Xu, who had been silent all this time, asked suddenly when he heard this sentence.

"?" The dean was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Chu Xu to ask him such a question. When he looked at him with those dark eyes, there were bloodshot eyes. His eyes were inexplicably sharp and fragile like glass. He felt Unbelievable: "Do you think it looks good? What kind of aesthetics do adolescent boys like you have?"

Chu Xu snorted, raised his hand to touch the earrings on the side of his ears, and seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the fingertips left by the man when he touched the earrings.

It seems a bit ugly.

It's just a sentence.

What kind of mess did he make himself into.

The director of teaching looked at Chu Xu's face really badly. He had never seen this person like this before. He seemed to be hit hard, and his whole body was a little depressed. Could it be that he was severely punished?

It shouldn't be.

Isn't it commonplace for Chu Xunian to examine himself?

Hey young people these days.

But Chu Xu did not write a self-criticism. He almost memorized every time he read it. The process was very familiar. When he walked to the national flag platform, Chu Xu's footsteps suddenly froze.

The man's school uniform was clean and straight, and standing in front of him was a director, who was talking about something, with a cold and indifferent face.

He almost tried his best to suppress the urge to turn around and leave, just as he was about to look back, Jing Bai seemed to find someone looking at him, so he turned his eyes sideways and looked over.

The eyes are clear and light.

Chu Xu didn't know what expression he had at the time, whether it was ugly or not, and he couldn't even remember how he walked over, but in the end he stood on the other side, far away from that person.

"Okay." Ranbai nodded slightly after withdrawing his gaze, and responded to the director's words.

The director was very relieved and wanted to pat Dyebai on the shoulder, but was avoided without leaving a trace.

Chu Xu didn't expect that he would be on the same stage with Jing Bai today.

But there is nothing wrong with thinking about it, after all, they are here to be in charge of the flag-raising ceremony.

The two of them didn't speak a word until they came to the stage.

The dean probably wants to give a negative teaching material to the whole school, let Chu Xu and Jing Bai stand together on the same stage, the contrast is particularly obvious.

The stage was only that big, and they all stood on one side, and the distance inevitably got closer.

It was so close that Chu Xu could smell the tobacco on the other party.

Familiar and strange.

His eyelashes fluttered imperceptibly, and his standing posture was always loose and indifferent.

The students standing on the playground almost went crazy, and their voices could not be suppressed.

"Student god and school bully on the same stage? How dare the school."

"I didn't expect that one day I would see these two people standing together on the national flag platform, although one was giving a speech and the other was criticizing, tsk tsk."

"Okay! Handsome! Kill me, I'm dead."

The atmosphere was a little restless for a while.

Ranbai is tall and straight, she didn't take the manuscript, she only held a microphone in her hand, her finger bones were distinct, and when her thin lips spoke, her voice rang through the microphone to everyone's ears, cold and oppressive: "Quiet .”