A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

Chapter 39 Another me in the world

At this time, Song Zhiyu realized that he had to take out the sealed mobile phone from his schoolbag, and both the public group and private dialog boxes had been swiped by three words.These three words in the initial size of the colorful font are: I am coming.

Song Zhiyu looked at the colorful fonts on his phone, and then at Song Ziyu who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, and then he realized how huge a gap existed between the online virtual world and real life.The all-powerful and domineering keyboard man on the Internet is just a handsome young man who doesn't look aggressive in reality.

The two of them are not the kind of people who are familiar with each other. After a simple greeting, they don't know what to say, but just keep silent to themselves.

"Um, I heard you are a beautiful girl?" Song Zhiyu tried hard to break this awkward situation.

……

"I didn't expect Song Ziyu to come back to our high school. I can feel the halo of his learning spirit through three or four heads. In the future, I will definitely let him replace my never-ending ink." The pen is blessed, and bless me to be admitted to the university that my mother likes." Guo Nanxing swung the back legs of the chair back and forth, and his voice was also far and near.

Song Zhiyu opened one eye wearily, but did not speak.

Guo Nanxing went on to say: "I suddenly found out that the two of you are quite alike. Not only do your names sound alike, but you also have the same type of appearance. The most important thing is that he is now with a neck and a look of expectation written all over his face." , but also chose to be out of tune with the world, which is exactly the same as when you were in junior high school."

Song Zhiyu: "Why junior high school?"

Guo Nanxing: "How can you be as insane as you were then? You are just a big lazy cat who eats and drinks enough and only knows how to sleep!"

Song Ziyu seemed to be aware of the sight from this side, and greeted the two of them with a stiff posture, trying to make a cry-like smile, but when he turned around, he returned to the state of superciliousness.

At this time, Song Zhiyu's cell phone vibrated, and he looked down, it was a message from Song Ziyu.

——What did that monkey-like man in front of you say about me?

Seeing the content, he suddenly felt that Guo Nanxing really had the aura of a monkey spirit. Song Zhiyu smiled and briefly typed two words on the phone button.

--praise you.

Within three seconds, Song Zhiyu received a reply.

—Of course, I deserve it.

There is also a thumbs up after the text.

——The battery is out, let’s talk back.

Song Zhiyu forcibly shut down the mobile phone with 90.00% battery remaining.

"What are you laughing at?" Guo Nanxing almost poked his head into Song Zhiyu's drawer, with a suspicious expression on his face.

Song Zhiyu immediately recovered his expression, and said calmly, "Smile, you will be pleasantly surprised when you turn around."

"What surprise?"

Guo Nanxing turned around suspiciously, and as soon as he turned around, he met the burning torch in Zhang Yongxiang's eyes.

"Some people don't think that where you sit now, you will definitely sit there in the future. Now I put the rearranged seat list under the projector, and you can change your seats according to it. Don't wait until the class is over, now Just change it for me!" In the last sentence, Zhang Yongxiang was obviously yelling at Guo Nanxing.

As soon as the words fell, everyone began to pack their schoolbags sparsely.Guo Nanxing said to Song Zhiyu with a full face of regret: "Goodbye friend, I am about to sail away."

When he was leaving, he dragged away the chair he was sitting on just now, saying that he had feelings for him.Just as the chair legs slid on the ground and made an unpleasant rubbing sound, Zhang Yongxiang's eyes locked on him, and Guo Nanxing had no choice but to stop in embarrassment.

"Go back to your happy planet."

Song Zhiyu squinted at the projection and found that it was blurry. He sighed that his myopia had deepened again, so he had to take out the glasses from the glasses case and put them on.He found that he was still sitting in the left corner of the classroom, and he didn't need to move his nest. By the way, he glanced at Guo Nanxing. He sat in the first group farthest from him, and now Tong Wen was sitting in front of him. As for Song Ziyu, he deserved it. The Chosen One, still sitting in the middle of the classroom.

Tong Wen had long been standing beside Guo Nanxing with his schoolbag on his back, waiting for him to make way.

"Your efficiency is so low, no wonder your grades are not good." Tong Wen frowned, waiting impatiently.

"You...you..." Guo Nanxing, the top ten in the grade, was ridiculed by Wannian Lao/Er Tongwen, and the ridicule was justified.Guo Nanxing said "you" for a long time, searching a large number of curse words in his mind.

"See if I can't strangle you to death!" Guo Nanxing said as he was about to pinch Tong Wen's neck.

"If you strangle me, the police will arrest you." Tong Wen was unmoved, and even spoke a little righteously.

"Um, I'm just kidding, why are you so serious." Guo Nanxing was like a defeated rooster, he patted Song Zhiyu's shoulder, "Brother, let this...student see what real inefficiency is. , high grades!" He was too frightened to call Tong Wen a nickname.

Song Zhiyu: "Annoyed, let me sleep."

Although Tong Wenren is not tall, he always keeps his back straight when he sits.Song Zhiyu really felt the temperament of the future social elite from him, provided he didn't stand up.Rounding things up, Tong Wen can be considered a relatively good cover, Song Zhiyu lay down on the table in peace of mind.

It's just that this table is a bit small, not as spacious as the previous two-person table.In the past, when he was going to sleep, Zhou Cheng would make room for him, and sacrificed his left hand to him as a pillow...

People never have a bad complexion for no reason. Song Zhiyu, who was standing under the heart of the sun, didn't feel it at that time, which doesn't mean he doesn't feel it now.Guo Nanxing, Murong Baobao and others secretly calling Song Zhiyu a sleepy god really wronged him. Most of the time, he really didn't want to sleep, but he was a little tired, the kind of tiredness that couldn't do what he wanted.In fact, according to the principle, this feeling of powerlessness will not be relieved by whether you are standing, sitting, lying or standing, but if you have a pale face and stand straight like Tong Wen, life is too hard Bar.

Besides, people stand up straight, maybe it's just because they are short.

His heart was beating intermittently, and Song Zhiyu was reviewing Chinese poems, English words, and math examples in a daze.

"Old Song, why are you so dazed! Let's go eat!" Guo Nanxing came from nowhere, and suddenly patted Song Zhiyu on the back.

Song Zhiyu, who was suddenly hit by Guo Nanxing, just wanted to get up when he suddenly felt flustered, and an indescribable sense of fear floated from his heart to his mind.He froze, and sat back again. Subconsciously, he wanted to cover the position of his heart, but he restrained himself in the end.

Guo Nanxing also realized that his actions just now were inappropriate, so he said nervously to Song Zhiyu, "Old Song, are you okay? Do you want me..."

"I'm used to fighting with Baobao, and I'm not sure what to do at the moment. If you feel uncomfortable, don't hide it. I will take responsibility for it."

"Don't make such an expression, I just didn't stand firm. Let's go, didn't you say you want to eat?" Song Zhiyu took the initiative to grab Guo Nanxing's shoulders and pushed him outside, although he was not used to this.

The people in the classroom have already left in disorder.Tong Wen in the front seat took out an exquisite lunch box from the belly of the table and began to enjoy the food, while Song Ziyu sitting in the center of the classroom was still calmly sitting on his seat and looking around.

"Would you like to have dinner together?" Song Zhiyu asked Song Ziyu when their eyes met.

Guo Nanxing, who was beside him, saw Song Zhiyu take the initiative to talk to his classmates, with an expression of swallowing a fly.However, this person was Song Ziyu, which somewhat reduced Guo Nanxing's surprise.

"But I didn't have a meal card when I first came here..." Song Ziyu hesitated to speak.

"I have." Song Zhiyu and Guo Nanxing said in unison.

As soon as he left the classroom, Song Zhiyu saw Zhou Cheng and Murong Baobao who were waiting downstairs.Guo Nanxing obviously saw it too, seeing him going down the stairs at the speed of light.Seeing Guo Nanxing rushing downstairs, Song Zhiyu told Song Ziyu to follow Guo Nanxing's pace, but he slowed down. He leaned on the handrail of the stairs and took a few deep breaths, trying to displace the lingering boredom in his body.

Guo Nanxing who rushed downstairs gave Murong Baobao a bear hug.

"Baobao, I miss you so much! You don't know how boring I am without you. Lao Song only studies and sleeps all day, and he doesn't care about me at all!"

Murong Baobao caught Guo Nanxing, and brought him a rough pendulum.In the end, Guo Nanxing was thrown out mercilessly.

"Fuck you, how many times have I told you, don't call me Baobao, call me Murong Shi!" Baobao said angrily.

Zhou Cheng was standing behind Murong Baobao, and when he saw Song Zhiyu approaching, he also opened his arms, the intention of hugging him was obvious.

Song Zhiyu saw Zhou Cheng's actions in his eyes, put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform jacket, and walked towards Zhou Cheng unnaturally.

Walking almost two fists away, Song Zhiyu still didn't intend to stretch out his hand, but lightly touched Zhou Cheng with one shoulder.As if receiving a signal, Zhou Cheng was about to close his arms and pull Song Zhiyu into his arms.

As soon as he moved his arm, Song Zhiyu understood Zhou Cheng's intention, panicked, and subconsciously gave Zhou Cheng a flying kick.

"It hurts!" Zhou Cheng's pretty face twisted.

"You forgot." Song Zhiyu said coldly.

Knowing that Song Zhiyu was talking about not letting other people know about their relationship at school, Zhou Cheng argued aggrievedly: "What's wrong with us two brothers meeting each other and hugging each other? Are you right?" Murong Baobao is here to get support.

But the two good brothers who had just hugged suddenly changed their faces, and looked at Zhou Cheng with distaste, and said, "We never do such gay things."

"Well... am I the only one who cares about the issue of running out of food in the cafeteria?" Song Ziyu, who was standing by and watched the play silently, finally couldn't help interjecting.

"Who are you?" Zhou Cheng and Murong Baobao said in unison.