CH 27
The Younger Brother Next Door is a School Grass
Just as Lu Xi was familiar with Huang Zhouâs QQ avatar, Huang Zhou was also no stranger to Lu Xiâs avatar.
âAxi, which girl did you kiss?â After the flag-raising ceremony ended on Monday, and as soon as the team dispersed, Huang Zhou ran over and hugged Lu Xi.
Pushing aside Huang Zhouâs hand, Lu Xi frowned: âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
This idiot suddenly made such a loud voice, and he didnât know if anyone around heard it. Lu Xi felt a little guilty. Fortunately, the phalanx of the first year and the third year were far apart.
âConfession wall, past 2 oâclock in the morning, didnât you post it?â Huang Zhou continued, âLook at the avatar, Messi shot, itâs yours!â
Lu Xiâs face displayed the âconfusedâ expression followed by aâdisgustingâ one that acted as an indiscriminate stamp, âThis picture was all over on the Internet, and it is not my dedicated avatar. So anybody can use it.â
It must be said that Lu Xiâs acting skills were really good.
Huang Zhou, who was originally very determined, wavered. âItâs really not you?â
Lu Xi âtskâ âimpatientlyâ, looking as if he didnât care about his idiotic problems.
âDamn it. The avatar is so screwed up. I thought you liked â¦â¦.â
âItâs very annoying, can we talk about something interesting?â
Huang Zhou finally ended the topic with a, âBut after thinking about it. It really canât be you, you hate English so much. The point is, your English is so bad, how can you send English sentences? â
ââ¦Get lost.â Lu Xi kicked him.
The idiotâs mouth was so empty, it seemed that he had gotten over the melancholy relationship after yesterdayâs fight and drink.
The morning orange-red sun crawled out of the cloud bed shedding light and heat on the teenagers, who thrashed and shuffled.
Early Monday morning, the classroom was filled with the smell of various instant coffees.
âWhoâs eating sausage finger cake?â Yi Tingâs sensitive nose flared up as she shouted, âWill you let us study at ease?â
âAre you studying?â Yi Tingâs tablemate, the class president, asked with a cold face.
Yi Tingâs hand continued to write the homework and stuck her neck. âWhy not?â
The class president: âWhat kind of study do you do by copying homework? Learn where someoneâs answer is written?â
âIâm not copying yours, do you mind? â Yi Ting muttered. âDead fish face, Iâm sick of it.â
The class president knuckled twice on the disciplinary registration book of Class 1 on the desk. âDo you mind?â
ââ¦â¦ crap, and Iâm not the only one who is copying it, why donât you care about the rest of the class?â Yi Ting was so angry that she picked up her homework and left.
Class president: âIf you donât return to the class, you will be namedâ
âStupid dead fish face. Whatâs so great about being a class president?â Yi Ting scolded in a low voice.
Muttering all the way to Zhou Sisiâs seat, she domineeringly squeezed Guo Qinâs seat. âLet me borrow your place, Iâll make up for my homework. Thank you.â
âNo borrowing â hey! I havenât even finished mine.â Guo Qin protested.
âYou go to my seat.â As she said, she saw two physics papers in his hand. âOh my god, Guo Qin actually copied his homework?â
Guo Qin stole a glance at Zhou Sisi, who was reading quietly, and explained uncomfortably. âI have to attend a math Olympiad class on the weekend. Besides, the physics homework was assigned too late.â
The physics teacher threw an assignment to the class group at 7âo clock last night. A total of twenty multiple-choice questions, ten big questions. Many students went to bed without finishing their homework, and this morning came to the classroom to ask around for help, hoping to fill up the paper in the last few minutes before collecting the homework.
âSisi, your test â¦â¦â
âZhou Sisi, let me borrow your physics homework, show it to me.â
Yi Ting just opened her mouth to ask, but someone was faster than her, it was Lu Meihe, two rows behind who exclaimed.
âI borrowed the homework.â Yi Ting complained âDidnât you see I was borrowing it?â
Lu Meihe grunted and turned to Zhou Sisi, who was known for her gentle and quiet nature in the class. âLend me your physics homework.â
âSorry, someone borrowed it.â Zhou Sisi said.
Not long after she entered the classroom this morning, Qi Minhui came to ask for the physics paper.
Lu Meihe stood up and asked. âWho borrowed Zhou Sisiâs physics paper?â
âItâs here with me!â Qi Minhui took time to reply. âSomeone has made a reservation, and thereâs a queue.â
âIâll go. Is there anyone else who can lend me their physics homework?â Lu Meihe folded her arms around her chest.
âCopy physics homework?â Physics teacher Liu Zhuyang suddenly appeared at the classroom door.
As if being strangled by the invisible hand of fate, the students, whether they were talking to each other or whispering to themselves, buried their heads in silence.
âDo you deserve to enter the classroom of class (1) with such an attitude?â
Liu Zhuyang, was thin and average in height with a sunken cheek and slightly high cheekbones as he stepped up to the podium with a stern, cold aura.
âLu Meihe, and those with other peopleâs papers in their hands, follow me to the office now.â
The atmosphere was that of a graveyard as it gradually ebbed with the physics teacherâs leave.
Yi Ting watched a large number of classmates go to the âexecution groundâ, and shook her shoulders with lingering fear, âFortunately, I didnât have time to borrow the test paperâ¦â
âSo from now on do your homework by yourself.â Zhou Sisi concluded.
âI do my homework most of the time,â Yi Ting said. âIf it wasnât for eating melons too late last night, Iâd definitely have finished my paper before I came to school this morning.â
Zhou Sisi asked casually, âWhat kind of melon did you eat?â
âSome people in the posting bar said that our little school grass is in love,â Yi Tingâs brain circuit twitched and she asked, âSisi didnât you know the little grass? He really is seeing someone recently?â
âI donât know.â Zhou Sisi said.
Does Lu Xi have someone? Zhou Sisi pondered a little, and she had never seen any trace of him falling in love, so there should be no one.
âHey, everyone is guessing whether the person who sent a message to the confession wall in the early morning was the little grass.â Yi Ting tried to fumble out her cell phone as she said, âIâll show you.â
Zhou Sisi shook her head. âAre you going to hand in so many empty papers? Hurry up and do your homework.â
According to the data, most of the late-night postings in the circle of friends were deleted the next day with regret.
Although Lu Xi didnât send out to a circle of friends, he also indirectly sent out the spatial dynamics.
The worse thing was that he had no way to delete the dynamics, unless he contacted the âFlower Pear three middle school confession wallâ operation.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Xi tried to look back at the screenshot of the chat box with an air of indifference.
Unfortunately, the handsome face did not cooperate, and when his finger crossed to the corresponding dynamic, he became enthusiastic at the speed of light.
â¦Great.
Lu Xi couldnât get down and poked a screenshot of the chat box.
His eyes swept to the comment area at the bottom.
87 comments.
Isnât this more than a little counterintuitive?
[666666]
[Wow, Iâve been using the confessions wall for so long, but itâs the first time Iâve come across a party exposed to kiss]
[Itâs love]
[Dear, Iâd like to suggest that you take heart stabilizing pellets.
[I will answer this question. Friend, are you sure you like her? ã
Like⦠like?
Lu Xi immediately patted his forehead with his free palm, which was useless, and his head was in a trance.
The phone seemed to be getting hot, making his palms slightly numb, and the heat was climbing up and implicating his chest.
With a light cough, Lu Xi continued to browse the comments with a red face.
[Kick this invisible dog food]
[Silly, youâre in love]
[The portrait?]
[Is this brother the one I guessed?]
[lxï¼ lxï¼ lx?]
[The avatar and chat bubble look so damn familiar.]
â¦was negligent.
I donât know if Zhou Sisi or her classmates will find out. Damn it.
Lu Xi closed his eyes in shame and slapped the innocent sofa under him.
If you send a message next time, you must remember to let that confession wall cut off the avatar or code.
No, there was no next time.