Daydreaming About Me: 44. Daydreaming about me

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If you have insufficient subscriptions, you can see the main text if you have completed the subscription. It is published exclusively in Jinjiang. Please support the genuine version. Do you think teacher Liu Fujiang is good or bad? It's definitely good, and it can be seen that he is very responsible, but he seems a little unskilled as a class teacher for the first time, and he is quite old, so he firmly believes that love can save the world.

The classmates are also very easy to get along with. It is said that his deskmate is a handsome guy who almost beat his last deskmate to death.

Lin Yujing decided that he should be more tactful: "It's very good. The school is very big, and the classmates and teachers are... enthusiastic."

Meng Weiguo was in a good mood: "Auntie Guan originally wanted to send you to No. 1 Middle School, but I didn't let you go. This school is not much worse than No. 1 Middle School. Your brother graduated here before."

Lin Yu reacted in surprise for a while before realizing that the unfamiliar title "your brother" referred to Fu Mingxiu.

She hesitated for a moment, but still did not refute, and decided to get to the point: "Dad, I want to live on campus."

Meng Weiguo was silent for a moment: "What?"

"You can live on campus in No. 8 Middle School. Many students in our class live on campus, and I want to live on campus too," Lin Yujing said quickly, "I have never lived on campus before, so I want to give it a try."

"No," Meng Weiguo refused simply, "There are so many things you haven't done before, and you want to try them all?"

Lin Yu said slowly and frightenedly: "When I come to school in the morning, I will be stuck in traffic, and it will be a waste of time——"

"Your brother also lived at home before. How come he can do it but you can't?" Before she could finish speaking, Meng Weiguo interrupted impatiently. The good mood just now seemed to have disappeared. , "You don't like being at home so much?"

Lin Yu was surprised to feel that this man's brain seemed to be underdeveloped. Her "wanting to live on campus" somehow turned into "not liking being at home" when it came to him.

She began to feel a little annoyed: "I don't like being at home."

"Auntie Guan is not good enough to you? She considers everything thoughtfully. When did your mother care about you so much? You want to live on campus now and have more freedom. If I talk to you about this, What did Aunt Guan say she would think?"

Meng Weiguo's voice became a background sound, like when a plane takes off and the engine starts to hum. The sound keeps entering the ears, locked in the brain and unable to come out, confusing the brain. Together, it rises.

"Are all the Phoenix men in your marriage so sensitive?" Lin Yujing asked calmly.

The air seemed to have been sprinkled with coagulant. Meng Weiguo paused, as if it was unbelievable. He was quiet for five seconds and then said with difficulty: "What did you say?"

Lin Yu hung up the phone in shock.

Hang up the phone and turn off the phone in one go. She stared at the phone on the bed for a while, then suddenly got out of bed and ran to the corner of the room to pull out her suitcase. She took out the card extractor in the phone box and removed the SIM card. That's it, it's over.

The house was very soundproofed, and there was no sound at all after closing the door. Lin Yu sat on the bed in shock and looked around blankly. For the first time in a week after moving here, she carefully looked at her room. She still remembered that on the first day she came, Guan Xiangmei brought her up and said, "Show our little princess her room."

European palace style decoration and furniture, small suite, open the door and enter a small living room, open the gauze curtain and inside is the bedroom, large and empty like a model house.

Lin Yu was surprised and felt a little ridiculed.

Sometimes she really couldn't understand Meng Weiguo's thoughts.

She just wanted to live on campus, it was such a simple request. Living in this place made her so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe. She didn't know if Meng Weiguo had ever experienced this depressing, boring, and suffocating feeling of being dependent on others. Anyway, she had it, all the time. As long as she stayed here, no matter what Eating and sleeping, I couldn't get rid of this feeling for even a minute.

From Meng Weiguo's point of view, it seems that she should be grateful, accept Guan Xiangmei's charity very happily, and show her love for her new home, without any intention of staying away.

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Lin Yu woke up early the next day. When he came downstairs, Aunt Zhang was still making breakfast. When he saw her, he raised his head in surprise: "Miss Lin? For breakfast, I..."

Lin Yu asked in surprise, waving his hand: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll go to the school cafeteria to eat."

Avoiding the morning rush hour at work, the road was finally less congested. Lin Yu was surprised that there were not many people in the class, and many students were walking in with breakfast in their hands.

Without exception, the few people sitting in the classroom were all sitting in their seats, biting buns in their mouths, and writing furiously without raising their heads.

Lin Yu was shocked by the strong learning atmosphere, and began to believe Liu Fujiang's 98% admission rate.

She sat down with her schoolbag and turned around to see Li Lin who was writing furiously. She took a curious look and found that he was writing biology: "Did you have any homework in biology yesterday?"

On the first day of school, Liu Fujiang was the only one who did not give them homework. Li Lin was still holding his deskmate with tears in his eyes and was very moved.

But the next sentence makes people laugh hard: "But the summer vacation homework has to be handed in tomorrow. The representatives of each subject will collect it tomorrow."

Sure enough, Li Lin didn't even raise his head: "No, summer homework."

Lin Yu was shocked to understand that the strong study atmosphere was because everyone was catching up on their homework.

Although the second year of high school has just been divided into classes, the teachers who taught them before were different, but the homework during the winter and summer vacations are the same. They are printed and distributed by the grade level. Thirty sets of papers for each subject, one set per day, all month long. .

"Study six hours a day, be healthy and happy for fifty years, and live a happy life for a lifetime." Li Lin said vaguely while biting a bun while writing furiously.

His desk was covered with papers that had been placed at the end of his deskmate. Lin Yujing glanced at them casually, looking at them upside down. They were similar to exam papers. You could choose to fill in the blanks at the front, and the big questions at the back could be simplified. Answer, in Chinese, English and composition, the questions are not difficult and they are basically basic knowledge.

However, there are about a hundred sets of papers in Chinese, Mathematics, and Science and Comprehensive Science. The stack is so thick that even if you copy it, you will have to copy it all night long until your hands cramp.

Lin Yu was shocked to feel that Shen Juan was probably bragging.

Although she didn't quite understand where he could make up for his homework when he dropped out of school.

Lin Yu turned around in surprise and took a look at the class schedule. The first section was English. She took out her English book, yawned, and lay on the table, flipping through it.

After watching it for two minutes, Lin Yu was startled, remembering what Liu Fujiang said yesterday that parents needed to write an acknowledgment and sign when staying in the dormitory.

She casually pulled out a notebook, tore off a piece of paper, picked up a pen and scribbled the words Meng Weiguo.

Lin Yujing's handwriting was large and elegant. It didn't look like it was written by a girl. In the past, she had seen the handwriting of those female classmates, and all of them were neat, delicate, and extremely delicate. She also learned it specially, but she couldn't learn it. .

Later she gave up and just let it fly, it wasn’t ugly anyway.

Yesterday when she introduced herself, she wrote her name on the blackboard, and was praised by Liu Fujiang for her beautiful calligraphy and grandeur.

That's the problem.

Liu Fujiang has seen her handwriting, but she really can't write the second font.

Lin Yujing took the pen, changed the font, and awkwardly wrote Meng Weiguo's name one stroke at a time, like a child drawing, so ugly that it was hard to see.

She sighed and continued scratching on the paper with her head propped up.

About ten minutes later, someone tapped the corner of her desk twice.

Lin Yu turned his head subconsciously in shock and saw a hand with distinct joints.

I don’t know what happened, but she suddenly remembered a Weibo post she had read a long time ago. Which part of a man do you think is sexiest?

The answers there are all kinds of weird, but the ones with the highest votes are hands and collarbones.

She raised her head. Shen Juan was standing in the aisle next to her, looking at her with lowered eyes, still holding a bag of soy milk in his mouth.

Lin Yu glanced over his collarbone without leaving a trace in surprise, and saw the white collar.

The boy's school uniform jacket was neatly worn, with the zipper pulled up to his chest. It was washed very clean, and you could smell a little bit of the cleaning smell of laundry detergent on the tip of your nose.

It was completely different from the school bullies Lin Yujing had known or seen in the past, whose school uniforms were not easy to wear and had colorful paintings on them.

And his eyelids didn’t droop.

My eyes don’t look sleepy.

It seems that the boss slept well yesterday.

Lin Yu put down his pen in shock and stood up. Shen Juan went in and sat down.

He did come with a schoolbag today, but it looked so light that people doubted whether there really was anything in it. Shen Juan casually threw his schoolbag into the table, glanced at today's class schedule written on the blackboard, took out his English book, chewed the soy milk and opened it to the first page, and reached into the table with his other hand. Started to feel around in the schoolbag.

After touching it for about a century, just when Lin Yu was startled and thought he was doing something strange, this man finally went to the West to learn the scriptures and went through all kinds of hardships, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties - it doesn't matter I quickly took out a pen and signed my name on the first page of the English book.

The handwriting is quite beautiful, and it is different from the illiterate social man in her impression who writes cockroaches and dog characters.

This person’s surprises are endless.

Looking at the beautiful calligraphy in his hand, and then at the ghost-drawing talisman that he couldn't write even after writing a whole page, Lin Yu tapped his fingers on the edge of the table in shock, thought briefly for a few seconds, and then turned towards him He leaned closer: "Hey, Student Shen."

Shen Juan didn't raise his head, he was holding soy milk in his mouth and looking at the English book with his head down, swishing his pen while reading.

You are also reading an English book, can you understand it?

Lin Yu called him again in a low voice: "Shen Juan?"

Shen Juan didn’t seem to hear.

Lin Yujing was a little impatient, but she had to ask for help and had to lower her head. She pressed Huo'er and lay between the two tables, blinking at him: "Tablemate?"

With a "pop" sound, the pen in Shen Juan's hand fell onto the table.

He paused for two seconds and turned his head expressionlessly: "Speak nicely."

Lin Yujing decided to be tactful. For such a big boss, the purpose should not be too strong. She pointed to his English book: "If you have any words you don't know, you can ask me."

"Thank you," Shen Juan was silent for a moment, seeming to feel the need to clear his name, "My English is not bad."

Lin Yu looked at him with a surprised expression that said, "Stop talking nonsense!" and blurted out out of reflex, "Is your social brother's first lesson before entering the society to learn how to brag?"

Are you not done yet?

Lin Yu let out a long sigh in surprise, forget it, endure the calm for a while, and take a step back to open up the world.

What's more, she has something to ask for.

"I'm sorry," the English teacher on the podium was reading a text, and while reading it, he translated it for them. Lin Yu lowered his voice in shock, resting his chin on the edge of his desk and whispered, "I shouldn't have said that to you. It’s a social guy. I just said it casually. I didn’t mean it. I offer you my most sincere apology. I hope my deskmate will be more generous and spare me this time.”

The girl's voice was already pleasant, but now it was lowered, with a softness that fell gently.

The little cat raised its paw and scratched it enough, then stepped on it again, and the warm flesh pad pressed up, leaving only softness.

After she finished speaking, Shen Juan said nothing.

Lin Yujing couldn't bear it any longer. Her murderous deskmate was really a bit petty.

Miss Lin is also a girl with a bit of a bad temper. She is very angry in the dry and dry summer. Coupled with the unhappiness she has been feeling during this period and being messed with by Meng Weiguo yesterday, she is already in a very bad mood. She is really She wasn't used to her biological father when she was in charge, let alone a classmate whom she had only known for a few days and was not too familiar with him.

It’s useless to have a lot of society, how can I still coax you?

Lin Yu rolled his eyes in shock, retracted his arms and head from the table belonging to Shen Juan, and ignored him.

It lasted all morning.

Lin Yujing transferred to a new school that spanned almost half of China, and the things she learned were somewhat different and needed to be adapted to, so she spent the whole morning listening to the lectures, but she didn't feel anything.

It is somewhat credible that the admission rate of No. 8 Middle School is not low. Although few of her classmates look like they are studying and listening to the lectures, the teacher's lectures are indeed of a very high level, and he also grasps the key points very well. Yes, each class goes by quite quickly.

Shen Juan is not a talkative person. It should be said that this person has been sleeping since the end of English class. He lay down on the table with his face to the wall. He slept until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dim. During this period, he had a bad temper. With the whole class on tenterhooks, the physics teacher threw two pieces of chalk but failed to wake him up.

It wasn't until the school bell rang at noon that Shen Juan slowly straightened up.

My mind was still a little groggy after sleeping all morning. He sat down for a while and turned his head sideways.

There is no one around. My deskmate has already left. Look at the time again. It’s twelve o’clock. It’s time to eat.

Shen Juan remembered that in the morning, the girl stared at him for a long time, and then ground her teeth in a very small movement.

Shen Juan couldn't hold back, licking his dry lips and laughing out loud.

Everyone went to eat now. There was no one else in the classroom except him. The windows were open, and there were faint sounds of joking outside.

The boy's low, hoarse chuckle sounded in the empty classroom, a bit abrupt.

He really didn't react for a while. He caught a cold and had a fever and half of his brain was burned out, so his reaction was a bit slow.

When he reacted, he didn't think of what to say for a while.

Then I heard the kitten crunching and grinding its teeth.

He has a really bad temper.

Shen Juan leaned against the wall and yawned. His eyes fell on the two pieces of paper on Lin Yujing's table and paused.

There are a lot of words written densely on it, three-character names, some big and small, some neat and some flying, the only thing in common is that they are ugly and ugly.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the words on it for a while, then straightened up, slowly took out a notebook, tore off a piece of paper, picked up the pen and leaned back.

As soon as I finished writing, I heard a ghost crying and howling in the corridor: "Jianbao! Are you there, Juanbao!" He Songnan poked his head in from the door, "I've been waiting for you downstairs for ten **** minutes. I'm calling you. You didn't answer, so I had to climb up to the fourth floor to find you. I'm exhausted. I'm going to eat. What are you doing?"

Shen Juan said "hmm" without looking up, holding the pen and writing: "Wait a moment, right away."

As soon as he spoke, He Songnan was stunned: "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Cold."

"Oh, are you angry?" He Songnan stood leaning against the door frame, looking down at him, smiling erratically, "I see your long-legged beauty at the same table every day, Mr. Juan, are you angry?" Getting angry?"

Shen Juan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Come on," He Songnan was still flirting, "Fall if you like it, chase after you if you want, don't waste your good looks, leave a romantic and beautiful love story in your vibrant youth, don't wait until later When my brother recalls his high school life and mentions Shen Juan, he thinks he has a cold personality."

Shen Juan didn't look at him, just let him perform to his heart's content next to him, with his head hanging down and writing swish, swish, swish, He Songnan talked to himself for a while and no one answered him, so he shut up and continued reading backwards. I glanced at the thing written in his hand, and read intermittently while reading: "I agree that student Lin Yu was shocked to be detained in school...parents..."

Before he finished reading, Shen Juan had already finished writing. As soon as he put down the pen, he folded the paper in his hand and casually grabbed the top book on Lin Yujing's table next to him and tucked the paper in. .

He Songnan looked very confused and had not yet reacted: "Who is Lin Yu surprised by?"

Shen Juan was too lazy to pay attention to him, put the book back and stood up. When he went to bed in the morning, he wore his school uniform. He stood holding the collar of the school uniform, shook it out, and put it on.

He Songnan glanced at the book: "Are you at the same table?"

"Yeah."

He Songnan looked at him with confusion: "No, Mr. Juan, what are you doing? It's only been two days, why did you become the father of my little sister? Just for fun?"

"Go away," Shen Juan scolded him with a smile, "Do you think I am you? You can see the waves ten kilometers away."

"You are so **** promiscuous. You are not me, you are frigid," He Songnan said. After a while, he combined the words on the piece of paper and figured out that he was pretending to be someone. The parents wrote a check-in receipt for his deskmate, and combined with what happened last time when he kicked him to the ground, He Songnan felt a little unacceptable, "What's going on, Mr. Juan, are you really interested in me?"