Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia was still sitting in the parking space before she came, with Xu Yayao still beside her. She looked out of the glass window, and the already familiar scene of the base seemed to be going away suddenly.

The car opened slowly, and many people waved to Brother Song through the window.

He was the same as when we first met a few days ago, scratching his head shyly and waving his hands gently.

The bus disappeared from sight not long after. Brother Song closed his eyes and turned back to the base.

On the way back, everyone was very quiet, probably feeling tired, a few students were talking in a low voice, most of them were dozing off, the atmosphere was quiet and serene.

Han Yu took a nap before, but now he doesn't feel sleepy anymore. Qi Hui next to him had an ugly sleeping appearance and a disgusting moan, he glanced at him in disgust, then bowed his head again.

The boy took out his phone from his pocket and quietly opened the photo album.

A pixelated photo came into view.

The photo was obviously taken at night, and it was dark, with only a blurred outline of a human face in the middle. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell it's a person at all.

Han Yu's brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He took this picture last night while Tang Xia was asleep, although...somewhat immoral.

But he doesn't really do moral things anyway, so it doesn't matter.

In the photo, the girl is sleeping on her side, only half of her face is exposed above the quilt, and her thin eyebrows and drooping eyes are faintly visible, her skin is fair.

Han Yu didn't want to lend Qi Hui his phone because he didn't want him to see the photo in his album, so he wasted a lot of explaining.

He is lazy.

The boy stared at the screen for a while, then put it away again, and turned his gaze out of the window.

He likes this photo very much, and he will keep it forever, one year, two years, ten years, twenty years.

Or... a lifetime.

A few hours later, the car stopped at the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

Tang Xia, who had slept all the way, finally woke up. Seeing the familiar campus, she couldn't help sighing secretly.

Still came back.

Back to normal, the state that students should have.

At this point, the other grades were in class, and the sophomores walked back to their respective classrooms with a somewhat tired pace.

There is still some time before school ends, and the class teacher will explain some things about next week as usual. For example, the upcoming Ching Ming holiday, the final job application of the three good students, and the monthly exam that must be taken seriously.

After returning from the base, everyone felt a little empty in their hearts, as if they fell from heaven to **** without even a stage of psychological preparation.

The same is true for Tang Xia.

After resting at home for two days, until Monday, life returned to the day-to-day study.

Home and school are on the same line. The seventeen and eighteen-year-old children put away their temper and forgot everything about last week.

This Thursday is the first day of the Ching Ming holiday, and as soon as the holiday is over, the monthly exam is waiting for them. In other words, there are only three days of intensive review before the exam, and it is still three days of practical activities.

The teachers devoted themselves wholeheartedly, handing out five or six sets of test papers a day, hoping to review and consolidate all the learning content of more than a month in such a short period of time. This is a lot of trouble for a group of students, who suddenly switch between extremely relaxed and extremely tense life states, defenseless, and exhausted.

Qi Hui is especially hard.

He usually still has the basketball team training, and because he wants to get his phone back as soon as possible, he has to put in all his energy to do the quizzes. There is no way to take care of both sides at the same time, and I am exhausted at the end of the day.

In comparison, Han Yu seemed much more relaxed.

The young man has never taken his studies seriously. Although he will complete his homework, his efficiency is extremely mediocre. For him, it is easier to rely on the results to cancel the punishment than to rely on the basketball game in the summer vacation.

Exams have always been good news for top students and bad news for bad students.

But like Tang Xia, if he can't be a top student, he won't be a scumbag, which is also bad news.

In particular, she has a serious partiality.

Physics is indeed Tang Xia's weakness, but she chooses physics as a 3+1 subject. If she doesn't put in more effort than others, she will only be left behind by a large part in each test.

So taking advantage of the lunch break, Tang Xia lay on the seat, slamming on the question that she didn't understand in class, with a terrible headache.

Zou Ziyu at the same table did not seem to have the anxiety and tension before the exam.

That's right, for someone who studies well like her, the exam is just another form of "homework".

Zou Ziyu went to the student union at noon as usual, when she was leaving, Ying Xuefu stopped her.

"Have you mentioned that to anyone else?"

"Which thing?"

Ying Xuefu frowned, found an empty corner, and said in a low voice: "At the base, you asked me to play tricks on Tang Xia."

"No," Zou Ziyu shook his head, and then seemed to understand something, a little dazed, "What do you mean by that? Could it be..."

Does anyone know about this? !

Zou Ziyu was startled, and his complexion changed instantly.

"Are you sure?" Ying Xuefu asked back, glanced at her, and said in a cool tone, "Or, did you miss something?"

"How is it possible?" Zou Ziyu replied immediately, "Do you not believe me?"

Ying Xuefu did not speak.

Zou Ziyu's heart sank.

It seemed that she did have this idea.

Thinking of this, even though Zou Ziyu was displeased, she still said patiently, "You are helping me with this matter, so I won't cross the river and tear down the bridge." She seemed afraid that Ying Xuefu would not believe her, so she added, "God knows, the world knows, You know and I know."

"Then why did Han Yu know it was me?" Ying Xuefu said bluntly.

Zou Ziyu obviously didn't react, "You mean Han Yu?" She murmured, her pupils shrank suddenly, "Han Yu?!"

"He found the mineral water bottle I lost, and threw it directly in my face. From what he said, he thought I did it." Ying Xuefu's expression was flat, not angry, and Not ashamed.

Zou Ziyu gritted her teeth, "How could this happen?" She can be sure that no third person will know the truth, unless...

Unless it was Han Yu himself who had doubts.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have asked you specifically."

"Then how did you answer him?" Zou Ziyu asked anxiously, with a look of anxiety on his face.

Ying Xuefu glanced at her, saw through the other person's mind, and couldn't help but sneer. Waving her hand, the girl turned and left, saying as she walked, "Thank you, I'll take the blame for you."

"Really?" Zou Ziyu didn't realize all of a sudden, the relationship between her and Ying Xuefu was not so strong yet, why did she...

"Don't think too much," Ying Xuefu answered clearly, not stupidly, "I know Han Yu, even if I explain it and pull you out, he may not be able to believe it, so it's better to save some effort."

"Today, I just want to remind you that Han Yu is not as cold-eyed as you imagined. If you really like him, try another way." Ying Xuefu said calmly, and his figure stopped at the door.

Zou Ziyu clenched his fists and remained silent.

She will change ways.