Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

The first grade class was on the sixth floor. When Song Yu and Ma Xiaoding entered, the classroom was full of excitement.

This class was introduced in "Gentle Control", either with top-notch grades or rich or expensive.

Many people have known each other since junior high school. Sitting together, the girls are dressed up and the boys are also famous brands.

Looking at the temperament and clothing, you can distinguish three or six or nine grades at a glance.

And those students who come in by grades are mostly sitting in the corners. They have piles of books on the desk before school starts. They wear glasses, their clothes are clean but simple, and they look a little awkward and formal in the lively environment. Kind of out of place.

Ma Xiaoding is very famous in the experimental middle school, and he is walking sideways. Many people know him.

Seeing him now following a long and beautiful teenager, the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became a little more subtle.

Song Yu looked down, and at the back of the classroom by the window, he saw the book Xie Sui had told him about, but the other person was not there now.

Song Yu glanced, "Sit there."

"No problem, I listen to Brother Yu."

Ma Xiaoding was entrusted by his own Laozi, and of course he wanted to follow Song Yu at all times.

And he likes Song Yu a lot-born better than the people he has known since childhood, but he has no arrogance. Focusing on learning, he is really a hard-working and hard-working rich second-generation generation. I like to praise Yu.

Many girls in the classroom looked at this, and they met with each other, chatting in the sister group with their mobile phones.

【What day is today? Aventure at the beginning of school? The second one. 】

[Oh Huo, Mingren don't talk secretly, sister, I want to fall in love with him. 】

【which one? 】

【where! One! One! I! All! can! Take! The one in the front almost broke my leg when I came in. When my husband came in, the handsome in the back blinded me, when I was a boyfriend, I think it’s okay [龇牙]]

[You are afraid that you are thinking of fart. wake up. No matter how much you score me [Funny]]

[No, wait, the position of handsome man #2 is a bit strange. 】

[Wow! He sits next to handsome man number one! 】

[I have completed my sisters, hee hee, men I can't get, no other women can get it. The handsome guy should be with the handsome guy. 】

[Trash girl gets out of the chat group, you are about to be kicked [刀][刀][刀]]

[Man in reality is more hypocritical. Why don’t you love Yu brother with me and have a single-handed online dating of your scumbag [manual dog head]]

[Single-handedly, you scum and I am blind, hhhhhhhh, it’s my brother Yu]

[Brother Yu: Don’t go sister, I won’t be fooled by you.jpg]

"Brother Yu, the scumbag" now stepped over Xie Sui's position and sat down by the window.

The middle and back leaned against the wall. When he used to study, he was the VIP position of the scumbag.

Sleeping in class, studying at night and playing with mobile phones are all right.

Of course, Ma Xiaoding did his back, full of curiosity and anticipation for the new environment.

Ready to move, and enthusiastically greeted his deskmate, "Hi."

Little boy with flat-headed black-rimmed glasses: "..."

Day, isn’t this the schoolmaster of their experimental high school at the time.

The little boy shook his hand holding the thermos cup, crying without tears: "Ma... good Brother Ma."

Ma Xiaoding was full of enthusiasm, just wanting to have a good relationship with the same table: "Don't don't, good brother, don't see outsiders, just call me Xiaoding."

The little boy said in distress: "Good for Brother Ma."

After Song Yu sat down, he felt very peaceful.

Now his mind is full of Mr. Song's "monthly test appointment", no matter how messy the surroundings are, it can't disturb his learning heart. Take out the paper, take out the pen, and continue to fight against the two brothers sin, cos, tan, and cot.

For a moment, the classroom suddenly became quiet for a few seconds, for the beautiful young man who was at the window and was struggling with his writing in the first night of self-study.

The light flowed on his face, with a gentle halo, like a filter.

When Xie Sui came back from the office with a stack of manuscripts, what he saw was the profile of Song Yu sitting next to him, quietly doing his homework.

Her long eyelashes were hanging down, her skin was dazzling white, and she was thinking hard in her hand.

So well-behaved....... It tickles.

Xie Sui's black eyes condensed. He stayed in Jingcheng and became a high school student in peace. In a sense, Song Yu's existence also accounted for half of the reason.

Spread the long legs and put the speech on the table.

Song Yu noticed the movement and raised his head: "You are finally back."

Xie Sui pressed his finger on the table and smiled faintly: "En."

Song Yu handed the paper in his hand to him, "Quickly, tell me why this angle is 135 degrees."

Xie Sui: "......"

So as soon as he sat down, Song Yu could not wait to be dragged into the world of high school trigonometry.

This is really a novel experience for Shao Xie, who graduated from a prestigious school in his previous life and came back to directly take charge of the Xie family consortium.

He silently took the pen in Song Yu's eager eyes, thought about it, and smiled vaguely: "Song Yu, I haven't talked to people like this in a long time."

Or rather, never.

Song Yu thought, I understand, I understand your miserable past. But what is important now is why this angle is equal to 135 degrees.

"Why don't you look at my algorithm first, how I calculate it is 45 degrees."

As soon as he got closer, it was the unexplainable smell, refreshing and clean, like shampoo.

Xie Sui took the pen and was taken aback.

He doesn't have any topical experience, so he can only regard Song Yu as his opponent at the negotiation table.

After taking a look at Song Yu’s problem-solving process, I felt that--

This opponent is more difficult than ever:)

"Is this a formula you created yourself?"

"The idea is great, normal people don't dare to think like that."

"You really went to junior high school?"

The young man's voice was cold, and he said casually, like an arrow in his heart.

Song Yu: "......"

day!

He is no longer the well-behaved and shy boy in Linshui!

Xie Sui looked at Song Yu's drooping eyes with a visibly mournful expression, was stunned, adjusted his tone, and said, "But it's not useless."

Song Yu moved his ears, and the self-confidence that was beaten came back to life.

Xie Sui said, "At least you stepped on all the traps buried in this question during your answering process, which is quite rare."

Song Yu couldn't bear it, pressing his hand on the table, an incompetent rage from the scumbag: "I just want you to tell me why it is 135 degrees! You say the point is good!"

The corners of Xie Sui's lips curled, and with his wicked taste, he wrote a three-line formula on the test paper with a pen.

"That's it, 135 degrees."

Song Yu's wrath of the scumbag went away quickly, and he took the paper quietly, and he really took the data to forget it.

Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen, who were sitting behind them, had their eyes widened and their jaws almost fell.

After talking to the former junior high school Ba, Xi Bowen was not so cautious, and asked, "Your brother Yu loves learning so much?"

Ma Xiaoding was surprised by the atmosphere of Xie Sui and Song Yu's getting along. It's not unusual for Song Yu to study, and muttered: "No, Brother Yu is a man who buys teaching materials when he comes to Jingcheng."

Xi Bowen's eyes were bright: "Wow! Then Brother Yu must be a high school student in City A."

Song Yu finally figured out 135, and it was complete.

When I got better, I heard him talking about him. I turned my pen around and said lightly, "What are you talking about me?"

Ma Xiaoding immediately confessed himself at the same table: "He said that you must be a schoolmaster in City A."

Song Yu pulled the corner of his lip. The 350-point Xueba was ashamed of it.

But at Xi Bowen, the little boy's admiring eyes sparkled.

Song Yu sighed in his heart, and Yu, who had always lost in the battle, took it first.

"It's okay. I didn't score 800 points in the high school entrance examination, so I don't count as a student."

Ma Xiaoding: "Wow!!!"

Xi's blog post: "Wow!!!"

Xie Sui's lips curled up with a smile.

It's not eight hundred.

Did you pass the four-hundredth grade in the entrance examination?

Xi Bowen's junior high school nickname is a nerd. He has a natural admiration for those who study well, and his face flushed with excitement: "City A is the same as ours with a full score of 850! Brother Yu, you are great too! How bad! Seven A hundred and eighty?"

Song Yu coughed: "Almost. Don't mention it, it's all sad."

Ma Xiaoding was also very interested: "How much is Brother Yu seven hundred!"

Song Yu: "I have said sad things and don't want to mention it."

Almost 800.

Don't ask, ask is almost!

Four hundred short is a little bit!

Xi Bowen sighed, only when it was really the sadness of Xueba's heart, holding his face: "Then Brother Yu, you airborne Jingcheng, are you fighting for the top ten in the city?"

Song Yu pretended to be addicted to learning tyrants. He leaned back and turned his pen and smiled: "More than the top ten, I want to get first."

Xi's blog post again: "Wow!!!"

Although Ma Xiaoding believed in their young master very much, he still felt that the scene was too embarrassing. He pulled Song Yu's sleeves and whispered: "Brother Yu, don't speak so loudly, the city number one is next to you."

Song Yu snorted, took the pen, turned around and said to Xie Sui: "I want to test the market first."

Xie Sui curled his eyes, gentle and elegant: "Okay."

Song Yu: "I am about to surpass you, are you afraid?"

Xie Sui followed kindness and said lightly: "Fear."

Before Xi Bowen had time to recover from the shock of sitting in front of him in addition to the city number one, he was already shocked by Song Yu's show operation.

So is Ma Xiaoding, "......"

Master, are you a bit reckless?

When they were shocked and speechless.

Song Yu was calm and relaxed.

"Have you seen it, I said to work hard, the city's number one is scared, how about you."

"..."

What else can Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen say.

"Fear of fear, fear of fear."

If you are happy, ancestor.

Also, why does he always feel that his brother Yu and Xie Sui get along! Very weird! Talking about a topic is like talking about love!

Is his innocent little straight man's thoughts dirty?