Eaglewood Crumbs Chapter 89: Special Edition Fanwai

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The exam bell finally rang, and she began to sort out the things for the exam, and she did not want to put the physics book on the podium. Look at a few more formula examples, she thought. Looking up, everyone almost had to stick their faces on the textbooks, and then glanced around. A tall boy walked into the classroom and checked his seat on the front seat table without hesitation.

Yan Dan glanced at the empty space next to him again. Only the student number seat number is posted on the upper right corner of the seat, without the name. She looked at the corner of the table and looked at it again. The boy who was checking the seat number turned around and walked down the long aisle. For no reason, she suddenly had a strange idea: he looks so good-looking and studies liberal arts. It must be abnormal to survive among a bunch of female classmates all day.

The man walked to the empty seat beside her without squinting, and then sat down.

Zhi Xi often said that she was God's logic.

Yan Dan can say without humility that her logical thinking is very normal, perhaps a little above the level of normal people, but she prefers Lenovo. You know, every genius always breaks away.

The bell for the formal exam rang, and the teacher began to hand out the exam papers. Yan Dan got the first page and turned it over. It was far more difficult than the usual exams. It would be a bit difficult. Then the subjective questions on the second page were also handed. First look at the last big question, 15 points, not much. To say less is not a lot, she is not a student of the tyrants, the final big question is usually answered with more than half of the steps, but she doesn't even know where to start the first question.

Yan Dan sighed in frustration, and honestly started writing from the first page. The boy next to him started writing like flying, which made her think too long, and she even began to wonder if she would fail this subject.

Finally, the sound of writing next to him stopped, and Yan Dan finished writing the single selection and multiple selection on the first page, and he pulled out a lot of hair. She was really worried that she was bald as a teenager.

The boy turned over the test paper again, folded it, and lay down to sleep.

Yan Dan went from worrying about being bald to wanting to spray blood on his face.

Fortunately, the invigilator came over quickly and knocked on the table: "Who makes you sleep, are the papers finished?" The boy did not speak, and the invigilator continued: "What is your attitude? Who made you sleep? Just go out after the exam, and no one in the society will treat you better if you look handsome..."

Yan Dan was interrupted by her thoughts, so she had to stop, and thought: of course being handsome is worth money, at least being a cowboy would be spent by a rich woman. It was probably because of her eager gaze that the other party couldn't ignore it, and finally turned her head slightly and glanced at her.

The boys can correct their mistakes and have a very good attitude. He quickly opened the test paper and didn't know what he was writing.

Yan Dan also started to tackle the big problem again, and when she worked hard to the final big problem, she found that there was not enough draft paper. She clearly remembered that she had sent three copies, and she only had two in her hand. No matter how she looked at the number, she couldn't match it.

Then she saw the boy next to him pushing a piece of draft paper over without squinting. Yan Dan picked up the piece of paper, the handwriting on it was neat, clearly writing the steps to solve the last question.

Yan Dan’s hands are shaking. She has only two thoughts: first, this world is terrible, even liberal arts students are better than her in physics; second, this classmate must be named Lei Mingfeng !

Zhi Xi said: "You got lucky."

Yan Dan said: "No, no, no, you can't call it **** just because you don't have this kind of luck."

Zhi Xi said contemptuously: "I don't need this kind of luck."

Yan Dan said: "It's just that you haven't been hit."

As soon as the voice fell, she was really hit. The playground was full of voices in the background. A lucky soccer ball hit her back in a parabolic shape from the other side of the field, and then hit her back on the back of the head, bounced and landed in front of her. A boy with broad shoulders and long legs, waving his arms, yelled as he ran: "Everyone called you to hide, why don't you hide?!"

Yan Dan covered the back of his head and shouted back in grief: "Is anyone like you suing first!"

"Sorry," someone ran up to her with a white shirt and school uniform trousers, "I kicked the ball over, so—" Yan Dan looked up, long eyelashes, black eyes and high nose Cute, and looks very kind. The man continued: "So, I was the one who hit you. I'm sorry."

Yan Dan temporarily lost the ability to react to the outside world. Because she thinks this is very similar to the classmate Lei Feng mentioned earlier. No, it can't be said that they are similar. In fact, the other person is this person, and they are the same person.

The boy wanted to raise his hand to help her wipe off the ball mark on the back of the school uniform. After thinking about it, he took his hand back.

Yan Dan is still thinking.

The boy said to her: "Please wait for me for a minute."

He turned around and ran near the goal, took the school uniform jacket, took out the phone from his pocket, and handed her the jacket: "Your clothes are dirty, so I have to cover them first." Then he unlocked the phone screen and asked: "What is your number? I will pay you the clothes next time."

Yan Dan finally realized that the clothes were soiled. Just wash them. Why pay for a new one. The thinking of local tyrants is always incomprehensible. She hadn't spoken yet, the boy who had just yelled at her also ran over: "Yu Mo, you seem to have smashed people."

You are stupid, your whole family is stupid, and liberal arts men are all perverted.

Yan Dan said angrily, "No, you will pay me medical expenses, nutrition expenses and IQ loss. In case I am really stupid, you can wait to send me the living expenses every month." /

Yu Mo nodded: "Okay. Your number?"

"If there are no problems, the meeting will be over." Xuan Xiang took the notes of the class meeting in his hand and tapped on the desktop, "However, the records of the third grade math and science class..."

Yu Mo bowed his head to organize things. This kind of squad leader meeting is actually completely meaningless, and the class meeting record is equally meaningless. The person who writes it is perfunctory, and the person who reads it is perfunctory, unless they deliberately find fault.

Sure enough, he heard Xuan Xiang continue to say: "The third grade math and science class is unqualified, take it back and rewrite... Rong Yu?"

Rong Yu is a third-year academic domineering figure, occupying the top spot in the mathematics experiment class all year round. What's more, she is pretty good, and she gets more love letters than she does exam papers.

Yu Mo stood up and walked outside the meeting room to wait.

In less than a minute, Rong Yu walked out first. Yu Mo took a step forward: "...Senior Sister."

The call was reluctant, and he actually frowned. Rong Yu looked at him and asked politely: "Is something wrong?"

"I want to take up your time." He said, "I know that for the afternoon self-study, you already have arrangements and I can pay for it."

Rong Yu doesn't go to self-study this afternoon every week. She wants to be a model for the art candidate next door. This matter is still known to many people. It is said that it is very hard to be a mannequin. You have to maintain the same posture for three to four hours, and the reward is not low.

Rong Yu stood straight, with one hand in the pocket of the school uniform skirt, and the other hand holding the class meeting record book: "You want to buy my time, what do you want me to do?"

Yu Mo looked at her and hesitated for a moment: "Please help me refer to...buy clothes."

Xuan Xiang walked past them, don't look back meaningfully.

Rong Yu asked: "Did you buy it for me?"

"No, it's not."

Really, this kind of reaction is generally not too happy for girls. Rong Yu smiled slightly and handed the notebook over: "Take it, help me write this again."

"Always paying attention to others secretly, you will be regarded as a voyeur." Rong Yu walked in front, Yu Mo followed, and the distance between the two can still be inserted into three more people," Will become abnormal."

There are not too many customers in the mall on weekdays. They went one after the other, their auras were too far behind the lovers, a strange combination.

Yu Mo answered calmly: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

Of course he knew. Sometimes when he looked at that person, the marble in front of him reflected his eyes, and he couldn't stand it. Human beings are always very greedy creatures. They just want to stand still, but they can't help but take the first step. After taking the first step, they can't be satisfied with how they can't stand any closer.

Rong Yu sighed slightly, very boring.

On the way back to school, Yu Mo took care of everyone’s emotions and ended the cold show: "Why Brother Xuanxiang always troubles you?" Every meeting, many people just wait for a good show, with some subtleties. The result was three years in high school, but nothing happened.

Rong Yu said coldly: "It's like walking on the road and being bitten by a mad dog, you still wonder why the dog is mad?"

Yes, there are many things, and there is no reason. If you can tell the reason, it won't happen. Yu Mo stood still, and saw her rushing into the corridor of the liberal arts class to find her sister or younger sister. He thought for a while, and he didn't really think about the appearance of the girl she was looking for, she might be called Zhixi, maybe. He caught a glimpse of his face reflected in the glass window of the classroom. At this moment, his expression was so clear that he couldn't help but smiled mockingly.

At the end of the evening self-study class, Yan Dan received a text message with an unknown number: Waiting for me in the bicycle shed after the self-study class.

She almost broke her mind and finally figured out who this person is.

Zhi Xi leaned over to look at her mobile phone screen: "You still have a crush, I have hope for this world again."

Yan Dan stared at her: "Why can't I have a crush?"

"I just compared Senior Sister Rongyu with you, and I think God is actually cruel to you."

"She just looks better."

"No, her head is a hundred times more present than yours." Zhi Xi dragged out his bicycle, "You are just a straw."

Bah, baah. Yan Dan spit on her behind her back.

She lowered her head and opened the bicycle lock, opened and locked, locked and opened again, finally waiting for someone before the lock was scrapped. Yu Mo carried his schoolbag slantingly, and he didn't seem to have a few books in it, so he walked over unhurriedly.

Yan Dan shakes the phone: "You sent the message to me, right?"

Yu Mo stopped: "I'm sorry that day."

"Uh, you almost apologized a hundred times, and the attitude is pretty good." In short, it is much better than the boy in their class who said she was a fool. That person is basically a pollution to the living environment.

Yu Mo took out the shopping bag: "I'll give this back to you."

He uses return. Yan Dan was picky about the words. Of course she knew what was inside. Originally, she thought the other party was just polite, but she didn't expect it to be true. She didn't know whether to accept or refuse. Instinctively, I felt something was not right, but the other party's attitude was too calm and steady, which seemed to be small-minded.

Yan Dan hesitated and said: "Your coat..." She was still in the classroom drawer. She wanted to return it to him when she wanted to go to the liberal arts class to find Zhixi, but she forgot.

Yu Mo handed the shopping bag to her, with her trouser pockets in her hands: "It's okay, you will give it to me tomorrow."

One come and one go, twice. pretty good.

He smiled slightly and passed her by: "See you tomorrow."

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