boys' feelings are always poetry

Chapter 114

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Song Yu's examination room is in the new teaching building of No. [-] Middle School. The distribution map of the lobby on the first floor looks very complicated, but it is actually very simple and easy to find. Generally, Song Yu has two ways, one is to follow other students, and the other is to follow Let the feeling go, let the feeling carry me.

Song Yu didn't carry a schoolbag, but carried a transparent document bag in his hand, which contained gel pens, card pens, rubber rulers and so on.After entering the examination room, Song Yu was in a happy mood. It seemed that he had forgotten the sad mood of last night. He was sitting in the bright examination room. The scumbags usually like to comfort themselves and their parents by the way.

The boy at the back table patted Song Yu on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I'm good at science, how about you?"

Song Yu imitated his mysterious and mysterious appearance, and said in a low voice, "I'm good at liberal arts, what's wrong?"

"Let's help each other, you copy my science papers, and I copy your liberal arts papers, how about it?"

"It's not good." Song Yu felt that he copied his homework in normal times, and never copied it during the exam. This is a matter of principle. The quality education for more than ten years has taught him: cheating in exams is extremely shameful.

"Tch, No. [-] middle school students are amazing."

Song Yu was a little taken aback. Although he is a student of No. [-] Middle School, what kind of No. [-] Middle School student is he?He was just standing on the side of the road applauding, applauding those masters and gods, great job, I am proud of you, you study really well.

Song Yu's mood became not so good again, the unexplainable feeling made people distressed and had to struggle all the time, was he wrong or I was wrong?

It must be him.

Song Yu was sitting in the third row. When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure approaching in the corridor. He was getting closer and closer. He was 1.8 meters tall and stood out from the crowd. Although in the north, boys around 1.8 meters were everywhere. Yes, but it is rare to see a boy who is 1.8 meters seven and has a head of burnt yellow hair.

What the hell!

Song Yu quickly covered his face with his hands. He is not a person who will be cowardly when things happen, unless he meets a ruthless person, or Langhuo, which is a few points more than a ruthless person. Like His Highness King Han, he is Langhuo.

His Royal Highness King Han is wearing a thick and long coat, although the coat is not so long on his body, if this coat is worn on Song Yu, then Song Yu's legs will disappear immediately, like a man without a face, The whole body is covered in black.

The coat should be the training clothes of the athletes. Song Yu asked Fang Zhihui why athletes wear such long coats after the competition. Fang Zhihui answered patiently: one is to be cool, and the other is to maintain a constant temperature in the body.

Obviously, His Royal Highness Han Wang just came back from the training ground and is a hard-working sports student.

His Royal Highness King Han walked in with steady steps, and every step he took was very steady and steady. In Song Yu's eyes, he seemed to be in slow motion, and every movement had to be frozen for a second.

"Isn't this, my friend, Song Yu's smelly brother?"

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"Brother Han!" Song Yu immediately stretched out his fleshy little hand to shake hands with His Royal Highness King Han.

"Stinky brother! Don't shake my hand! Act like an honest man!"

Song Yu smiled apologetically, wondering if he was still an honest person?He just rejected the classmate who shared the test paper, he is definitely an honest man.

"Let me ask, is Lu Jixue your partner?" His Royal Highness Han's eyes are so sharp that people want to say: If you don't accompany you in the sunset, who are you when you come back from the mountain!full!Tiezi!

"Yes yes yes yes yes!" After saying this, Song Yu immediately put his hands on his head, fearing that Brother Han would be unhappy and take Lu Jixue's revenge on himself.

"Tsk, brother stinky, he's a good match." King Han actually smiled, with a bit of malice in his smile.

Song Yu raised his forehead, what a bad luck it must be, let him be in the same examination room as His Royal Highness King Han.

At the last subject of the exam, the invigilator looked at the watch and said that everyone can hand in the papers in advance.

As soon as the words were spoken, seven or eight people immediately handed in the papers and left, including Brother Han Wang.

Song Yu has a habit, no matter whether he knows how to answer or not, he likes to sit until he rings the bell. He doesn't have the courage of His Royal Highness Han, he handed in the papers for every subject in advance, as if he could just write and write the papers casually.

Half an hour passed, and more and more people submitted papers. Perhaps for many people, the exam is really easy.

After Song Yu finished answering, he still sat on his seat without checking, and sat there until the invigilator came over and sat next to him, pretending not to care and reminding him: the students can hand in the paper!

Another half hour passed, and there were only three students left in the class, and only Song Yu among the three did not hand in the paper after finishing his writing.

"Student, aren't you hungry? Go to the gate of No. [-] Middle School and buy fried chicken fillets."

Well, this is a hint that I hand in the paper.

Song Yu checked the name test number and finally handed in the paper.

When he walked to the lobby on the first floor, Song Yu realized that it was raining heavily outside, and many people were standing in the lobby, waiting for the downpour to end.

The rain was quite heavy, Song Yu flinched, and decided to wait a while before running home.

Suddenly, a big dark green umbrella squeezed out from the crowd. The umbrella owner did not squeeze out, but the umbrella squeezed out first.

Lu Jixue was wearing a beige coat. The moment he met Song Yu, Lu Jixue unbuttoned the coat and opened his arms.

"Song Yu, it's raining, come with me."

Song Yu blinked his eyes, thinking, Lu Jixue rushed from the examination room of No. [-] Middle School to the examination room of No. [-] Middle School, his legs are very fast.

"Student Song Yu, come with me, I have something good in my clothes."

Song Yu thought of the perverted uncle in the TV series who was naked and wearing a windbreaker, and opened his shirt to the little girl, revealing the enoki mushroom.

"Uh...anything good?"

"Abs." Lu Jixue said happily.

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