✓ The Days of Being a Boss at School

21

With the end of the release day, the entire class resumed its previous activity. Everywhere, several teenagers gathered together to discuss the new games released by Internet cafes.

Zhang Xueyuan, who wanted to be refreshed and refreshed, saw his younger brother as soon as he returned to school. The red-haired boy's eyes were dark blue, and he was looking at her with sad eyes.

The younger brother's mental health doesn't need to be concerned at all.

"Brother Zhang, what did you want to say to me on the phone yesterday?"

"?"

"Did I call you? I don't remember." She waved her hand, looked at her deskmate, and said with a smile, "Have you finished your homework?" Even on a free day, the teacher in the class has a lot of homework.

Geng Wenshu was wearing a neat and clean school uniform and was working on a paper with his head down. He pursed his lips when he heard this, "You have to learn to write by yourself. The monthly exam is coming soon..."

The opposite hand spreads out.

A certain young man pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Xueyuan, his clean and handsome face showed an uncompromising expression.

Yo, the young man likes this cool and self-contained glasses school tyrant.

Zhang Xueyuan, who was sitting at the table, raised his eyebrows and lowered his body. He was also wearing a school uniform very well today. Under the school uniform was a white shirt. The skin around his neck was as white as jade, and he had a provocative and arrogant smile on his beautiful face. Simply dazzling.

He is really good looking...

Geng Wenshu suddenly didn't know where to look, but he clenched the pen in his hand, trying to maintain a calm appearance, looking back at him not to be outdone.

He must let Zhang Xueyuan study hard, and he must not waste such qualifications!

Zhang Xueyuan rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, then you can teach me."

Geng Wenshu nodded, with a rare smile on his brows, and said. "it is good."

Don't say, Geng Xueba's face is really good. Zhang Xueyuan smiled slowly, naive, you can't bear it when I learn. Back then, when Dad was mad and Uncle Zhang was mad, this kid probably played in the mud in kindergarten with his bare bottom.

After half an hour, Geng Xueba's face was as white as paper, and his voice tried to keep calm, "How about I still copy your homework for you?"

A certain person was writing quickly and waved his hand, "Don't, don't, I must study hard. You can tell me about this topic again." Geng Xueba was silent for two seconds, and he saw Zhang Xueyuan on the table again. The snacks he brought, and looking at Zhang Xueyuan who was "studying seriously", he felt that the pressure on his shoulders was heavy, but even if the pressure was too great, he couldn't refuse his good friend's request to study hard.

good friend...

When he thinks of this word, even if his heart is very tired, he still has a very subtle and secret joy.

- "I made a friend."

- "???"

- "But I think he always takes me to play, and I have nothing to help him."

- "Then look at what you are good at, he can't."

-"..."

- "...The boy or girl of your good friend?"