Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

    Mr. Huai glanced at Ruan Qingmu, who was walking out, feeling uneasy.

    This poor student from class 9 not only chose the competition class of three courses, but also sat next to Qin Yuan in every class. What is the situation?

      Make bad friends."

    Ruan Qingmu stopped at the door, turned her head and looked over there.

    Qin Yuan lowered his eyes, his thin eyelids drooped indifferently, and did not speak.

    "Don't be close to other classes in physical education class in the future. Remember to change your seat when you are in competition class." Teacher Huai's voice was softer, "Ignore some poor students and will take you too. crooked."

    Old Jane's face was a little ugly, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Ruan Qingmu at the door had already turned around.

    His voice was very respectful: "Teacher, what are the standards for poor students?"

    Mr. Huai said lightly: "I teach English. In my eyes, if the English score is not within the top 100 of the grade, it is considered a poor student."

    Qin Yuan frowned slightly, he stared at the head teacher in front of him: "Teacher, this is not the standard for poor students."

    Ruan Qingmu stood there and suddenly smiled: "English? Isn't it the best class to learn?"

    Mr. Huai's face was full of anger and contempt: "English is easy to learn? Who gave you such an illusion?"

    She patted the lesson plan at hand: "I tell you English is not just memorizing words. Reading, listening, grammar, and language sense are all indispensable. Forget it, you don't understand it anyway."

    Ruan Qingmu thought for a while: "Teacher, I still think English is the best way to learn. So, in this semester's midterm exam, I will be in the top 100 in English, how about it?"

    Mr. Huai laughed angrily: "Really? How many marks did you get in the exam this time?"

     Ruan Qingmu touched her nose: "It's a little abnormal this time, 53 points."

    The full score is 150. In fact, it is not that bad. It is mainly because during the exam, I didn't do the paper at all, and I patronized Liu Jun with a slingshot...

    In the office, the teachers who were listening to the lively with their ears sideways were happy: "Hahaha, Lao Jian, the students in your class are ambitious."

    "Don't be angry, Mr. Huai. Although English is difficult to learn, it is indeed a little better than our mathematics, physics and chemistry."

    Mr. Huai's face turned green, she turned to look at Lao Jian: "Mr. Jian, the sports committee member of your class is very talkative!"

    Old Jane blushed, looked at Ruan Qingmu, and waved her hand vigorously: "You, you, don't talk nonsense, there are no easy lessons, understand?"

    "No." Ruan Qingmu looked at him, her eyes more sincere, "Chinese class is also easy to learn. I'll give you a top 100 test too."

    Old Jane: "…"

    I was worried about this child being autistic and withdrawn, but now I suddenly think he talks too much and is so angry?

    …

    Qin Yuan walked out of the administrative building, stood still in the shaded corner, and whispered on his cell phone.

    "Sister, did I get the thing I borrowed from you yesterday?...Bring it to the teaching building? Okay, I'll get it right away."

    On the phone, the girl's gentle voice was sweet: "Okay, but it's a bit old, and I took a lot of notes, is it okay?"

    Qin Yuan's voice was very soft: "This is the best, your notes must be very helpful, senior. Thank you, I'll invite you to drink tea next time."

     After receiving the phone, he quickly walked out of the corner and ran towards Ruan Qingmu who was waiting not far away.

    It was sultry and gloomy outside. Walking on the tree-lined road of the campus, there was no wind and cicadas chirping.

    Qin Yuan suddenly said, "Aren't you joking?"

    Ruan Qingmu knew what he was asking, and smiled: "No kidding. It's only two courses, can't make it in half the semester?"

    Qin Yuan was silent.

    If I'm not mistaken, I heard Fu Songhua say two days ago that Ruan Qingmu's grades are at the bottom even in class 9. There are more than 600 people in the whole grade. over five hundred.

    Anyway, this person never had serious words in his mouth.

    "I'm not stupid." Ruan Qingmu smiled, "You know what? I used to be exaggerated since I was a child."

    Qin Yuan glanced at him lightly: "You know how to fight?"

     Ruan Qingmu has a glint of pride in her eyes: "It's natural to fight, and more, they all praise me for being born smart, Zhong Lingyuxiu, etc."

    Qin Yuan gave him a deep look.

    "Hey, don't believe it, it's true." Ruan Qingmu smiled, her eyes were clear, "I'm learning something quickly, the master and the teacher who taught me just praise me. Thoroughly, draw inferences from one case."

    Qin Yuan couldn't bear it any longer: "Master and Mr.? Are you going to a private school?"

    "Yeah, the piano, chess, calligraphy, and martial arts that I learned before were taught by very powerful people."

    Qin Yuan lowered his eyes coldly: "Why don't you study liberal arts, you can consider writing online novels in the future."

    Ruan Qingmu laughed out loud, with a little naughty smile: "Then I will write a book in the future and use your name as the protagonist, Qin Shaoxia?"

    Qin Yuan had a "too lazy to care about you" expression, and then said after a while, "You don't even have a textbook."

    "Our monitor asked me for help. There is no full set of textbooks for now, so I have to wait for a few days. No hurry."

    Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "If you really want to learn, you can make up for the basics first, but it may not be too late. But it's better to go to the stable class, after all, the level there …”

    Ruan Qingmu's smile faded: "Oh, you've said it many times. I'll definitely leave in a month, you don't need to rush."

    Qin Yuan was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I didn't mean that."

    "I understand, your head teacher also said, don't interact with poor students."

    Qin Yuan stopped patiently: "Don't take her words to heart, and neither will I."

    Ruan Qingmu tilted her head and looked at him carefully, her eyes were distant, as if looking into the distance through his eyes.

    "It's okay, I'm not really angry. I just think it's interesting, you know?" His crutches tapped the ground casually, "I've heard that the rich and the poor don't intersect, I've heard that The right and the wrong are at odds. I just learned today that, in this world, test scores are also a criterion for communication."

    Qin Yuan walked quietly, the trees on the roadside fell on his face, mottled and alienated.

    The flowers of the acacia tree in front of the Cultural and Sports Building in the distance have already withered, and it is no longer as gorgeous as the brocade of flowers, but from a distance, the pavilion is still covered like a blue cloud, which is exceptional Quiet and gentle.

    "No. What you said is not a prerequisite for making friends." Qin Yuan's eyes were dark.

    "Oh, so what?"

     Ruan Qingmu looked at him and suddenly laughed, as if she had heard something very interesting.

    Qin Yuan's expression changed, his handsome face was slightly cold: "Is my words funny?"

    Qin Yuan's hands were fast and he held his arm.

     Ruan Qingmu leaned on his shoulder and couldn't help laughing. It took a long time to stop, and a pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

    "You and a friend of mine said exactly the same thing."

    In my last life, that guy did the same thing once, and suddenly and solemnly said to him: Friendship is the most precious thing. When I heard it just now, my heart was trembling, and I was suddenly stabbed by a small knife.

    Qin Yuan's hand holding his arm was slightly stiff.

    The two stood at the entrance of the stairs of the teaching building, Ruan Qingmu put away her crutches and stepped up the stairs lightly.

    After a few steps, she realized that Qin Yuan had not followed. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at the tall boy under the stairs: "Aren't you going to the classroom?"

    "Did you mistake me at first because of that friend?" Qin Yuan asked calmly.

     Ruan Qingmu squinted: "Yes."

    “Not only does he look like me, but he speaks the same thing?”

    Ruan Qingmu leaned against the stairs and tilted her head to look at him, with a faint smile in her eyes: "Yes, it's like a person."

    After thinking about it, he added: "At first glance, I thought I met him again."

    Qin Yuan's hand slowly rested on the handrail of the stairs, and his knuckles were a little white: "Friends from childhood, then separated?"

     Ruan Qingmu shook her head: "It didn't take long for them to be separated."

    Is that a friend from junior high school?

    Qin Yuan looked at him with a cold look. ...So this person is only so close to him because he sees the shadow of his old friend? No wonder.

    Suddenly, his eyes looked behind Ruan Qingmu.

    He stretched out his long legs, ran up the stairs in three or two steps, and ran towards a girl in the far side of the corridor: "Sister!"

    The girl in the distance with neat bangs, black hair, beautiful and gentle face, smiled sweetly at him, like a spring flower: "Here."

    Qin Yuan stood in front of her and whispered something to her, the girl reached out and handed a handbag to him, her cheeks a little red.

    Ruan Qingmu looked at him from a distance and snorted bitterly.

    …

    The first class in the afternoon is chemistry.

    The teacher was teaching the class above, and the progress was fast. The seat beside Ruan Qingmu was still vacant, and Qin Yuan had not yet entered the classroom.

    I've only been sitting at the same table for a few days, so I feel a little empty when I'm not there for a while.

    He slumped down on the table, stunned for a while.

    While the teacher was writing the chemical formula on the blackboard, he suddenly poked the boy in front and asked in a low voice, "Is there an English book?"

    The boy was Li Jianquan, the school committee member of Peiyou Class 2, the second child of Wannian. He turned his head to look at Ruan Qingmu, his eyes were a little hard to say.

    Even he, who doesn't like to read gossip, was popularized at noon today. This scumbag classmate who was living and dead in their competition class, brought the school tyrant Qin Yuan to fight together, almost hurt To get Qin Yuan to be punished is simply a catastrophe.

    Then the disaster star did not know what means to win over most of the boys in their class, and then got the understanding of the two bosses in class 1, and had a meal together at noon, it was incredible , means clever!

    He took out the English book in his schoolbag and quickly passed it to the back: "Give it back to me after class, don't scribble."

    Ruan Qingmu gave a "um", held her cheeks and opened the unfamiliar English textbook.

    After a while, Qin Yuan's figure finally appeared at the door: "Report, sorry for being late."

    The chemistry teacher took their class in the last school year. She liked this top student so much that she didn't ask at all, just nodded: "Come in."

    Such a good student must be late because of some official business.

    Qin Yuan carried a large handbag and walked to his seat.

    He didn't look at Ruan Qingmu, he opened his own chemistry textbook and began to listen to the teacher's lecture attentively.

    Ruan Qingmu glanced at the backpack under his feet and looked away.

    A class passed quickly, some students started to change classrooms, Li Jianquan in front turned his head: "Can I return the textbook?"

    Ruan Qingmu quickly closed the textbook, stretched out her hand and returned it to him: "Thanks, brother glasses."

    A boy next to him came over curiously: "Why are you reading English in chemistry class?"

     Ruan Qingmu said casually, "Oh, I want to get better than you in my English test."

    The boy looked at him blankly: "Brother, do you know how good my English is?"

    "Isn't he the one from the Peiyou class?" Ruan Qingmu said listlessly, "You can't be in the top 100 in all grades, can the top 50 crush you?"

    The boy turned his head and left, ignoring him—what a joke! Just him? A scumbag from class 9, Nima is bragging, did he use a turbo?

    Qin Yuan has been listening silently, looking over here, Ruan Qingmu turned to look at him, and suddenly smiled: "By the way, if there is anything I don't understand, you can teach me me?"

    Qin Yuan's stern eyebrows stretched slightly, and his eyes seemed to soften a little: "Okay."

    Ruan Qingmu stared at him, and quickly looked away: "Well, then please... this month."

    In a month, he will leave this classroom that does not belong to him, and will never return.

    In my last life, I got too close to him inexplicably, so close that I don't know how, from an enemy to an acquaintance who can drink a glass of wine under a peach tree, to an acquaintance who can kill hundreds of people A friend who suddenly stopped at the same moment after the move.

    And then he died.

    Died in the desert of thousands of miles of yellow sand, when I was young and had a good future.

    In this life, he will never be near this person again.

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    "After the explosion, I was with the scumbag president" Author: Ten Tailed Rabbit

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    Yu Xiangbei was framed and hacked by the whole network, so he calmly terminated the contract with the original company that made him popular.

    The last battle, the variety show debut, fell to the cloud, everyone was waiting to see him laugh.

    —But wait, the king returns.

    Yu Xiangbei, who everyone thought could only shoot variety shows, returned to China after further studies and won the Emperor in one fell swoop.

    Professional sunspot found something wrong: why his skin is getting better and better, his **** is getting more and more upturned, his eyes are getting deeper and deeper... 360° has no dead ends, how black is this!

    Some people even picked out the ace company of the giant Qi Sizhan in the circle, and only signed Yu Xiangbei!

    Yu Xiangbei found out that the giant in the circle who signed him was an autistic brother in the lower bunk who was rejected by his confession in high school and disappeared completely, and his heart collapsed.

    Fortunately, this giant has no expression on his face, his body is cold, and he is completely official, as if he has forgotten the past.

    Yu Xiangbei continued to work in peace.

    Until a year later, Yu Xiangbei was rubbed by a certain actress on the red carpet of the movie emperor, and the scandal broke the whole network.

    Yu Xiangbei V: Don't spread rumors, it's crooked, thank you.

    That night, Yu Xiangbei was pinched by Qi Sizhan's waist and pressed against the wall.

    The man's eyes are sharp, his whisper is like a murmur, and the dangerous atmosphere permeates: "...Bend?"

    Yu Xiangbei: "…"

    #Is it still possible to say that I am a straight man?#

    #The president is a good man but he looks like he wants to swallow me now#