"What can I do for you, classmate?"
The boy was already very nervous, and his hands were trembling slightly when he held the test paper. Hearing her voice, his face turned red with excitement.
It looks exciting.
Li Su almost thought that he had just injected adrenaline.
Just as she was about to ask again, the boy finally opened his mouth in fear: "Li Su, you should know me!"
Li Su blinked.
Should she know?
It doesn't seem that appropriate.
The boy continued to report to himself: "I, I am the study committee member of our third class. My name is Chen Haoyuan. In today's math quiz ranking, you are the first, and I am the second, but...! You are seven points higher than me. Li Su, you are so powerful. Can I ask you some questions?"
"... Yes, but Sun should be much better than I said." Li Su pointed down the corridor.
Chen Haoyuan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Old Sun taught two classes, Class Two and Class Three. Every time there were too many people answering questions, I wanted to ask Xueba."
Li Su didn't say anything more. She has a good personality, so she can help her classmates naturally.
With her consent, Chen Haoyuan's eyes burst into a small flame of extreme thirst for knowledge.
I quickly lifted up my small examination paper and two exercise books.
"Li Su, what is the value range of this question α?"
"There is also this blank filling question. The item with the largest binomial coefficient in this expansion is item 5. Why?"
“……”
Chen Haoyuan asked several questions.
Li Su patiently explained to him.
Quan Dang helps his classmates and consolidates his knowledge.
Her voice is soft and clear, and when she reads the letter in the title, the ending will rise slightly.
Chen Haoyuan asked questions with a pure curiosity, but listening, he could not help blushing when he seldom talked to girls.
"I see, Li Su, your method is too clever! Why didn't I think of it! As soon as you said it, I suddenly opened up!"
He gabbled and praised Li Su.
Verbose.
It is worthy of being the study committee member of Laosun Qindian, and the degree of garrulous is comparable to that of Laosun.
Gu Cilan has been sleeping on the desk.
He slowly lifted his head from the yellow chicken pillow and gently rubbed his knuckled hand on his forehead.
It was still in the state of closed eyes, and the temples were still jerking because of being awakened.
The look is not good.
The sound is still coming into the ear intermittently.
Gu Cilan slowly opens her charming eyes, and her thin lips close.
He looked up at Chen Haoyuan, his eyebrows flying wildly.
The slender fingertips rapped on the table regularly. The voice was a little careless, but still full of oppression.
"Be quiet, thank you. This self-study is not a question and answer class for you alone. I also need to sleep when others need to learn. What's more --"
"My deskmate is not a math teacher. She also needs to study by herself."
Chen Haoyuan's body froze and his face blanched with fear.
Originally, I only wanted to ask Xueba questions, but I forgot that Xueba's deskmate did not dare to provoke.
Although I have been a classmate with Gu Cilan for more than a year, I know that he just seems to act recklessly, but in fact, he is still very good and upright.
But there are too many legends about him.
The tyrant of No. 8 Middle School, the young master of Jiangcheng Gu's family... not to mention that he has never lost a fight on or off campus.
Nobody dares to upset him.
He never paid attention to anyone.
Chen Haoyuan shrank his shoulders. Between being thirsty for knowledge and keeping his life, he decided to choose the latter.
So he hurried back to his seat with a few papers and exercise books in his arms, and didn't have time to say thanks to Li Su.
Gu Cilan yawned lazily.
In fact, he had already woken up.
I thought that the school committee would come to ask one or two questions at random, but I didn't expect that he was addicted to it.
Keep asking.
In this class, there are no other people who have good math scores!
I always ask my little deskmate what to ask.
This is his, his, his, his desk!
"Gulu Gulu~"
Gu Cilan's stomach makes a sound quietly.
The lunch was a little short. Most of the meat dishes in his lunch were served to his little deskmate.
Gu Cilan took out a bag of bread from the hole in the table. As soon as she opened it, she felt the faint look around her.
Li Su was not that hungry.
But just now she said a lot of things, and she felt that her mouth was lonely now.
Her eyes are too hot.
Gu Cilan looked at her with a good deal of spare time, raised the bread in her hand and said, "Are you hungry?"
Li Su smelt the sweet smell of bread, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, but I want to eat."
A soft bun.
It smells good.
Gu Cilan couldn't help laughing: "... Little greedy cat."
He took out another bag of bread, but did not put it directly into Li Su's hands.
The boy tilted his head, and his hoarse voice was full of joy that could not be concealed: "Call me brother, and I will give it to you."
It seemed that he thought of what the little troublemaker said last time, and he deliberately emphasized it again.
"You call me Brother."
It's not like saying "Brother Sheng" last time.
Li Su's delicate and beautiful face is flushed, and the deer's eyes are black and white, which reflects Gu Cilan's pondering expression.
She slightly pursed her pink lips and said, "Brother?"
Gu Cilan hissed at the innocence and purity that could not be explained clearly in her eyes. Feng's eyes were dark and stared at Li Su for a moment.
However, Li Su thought he didn't hear clearly.
Open it again.
"Brother? Give me the bread."
Originally, Li Su's voice was naturally thin. Now he called him "Brother". His voice was soft like a piece of cloud marshmallow.
Gu Cilan felt that he really felt guilty for himself.
He bit his fine teeth and a word came out of his throat: "...... Grass."
This sound.
It's too fucking crisp.
He needs to be blown by the cold wind of Siberia to calm down.
Gu Cilan gives Li Su the bag of bread in her hand.
It is the best one he has selected carefully.
While Li Su was lowering his head and carefully opening the outer package of bread, the boy's long, powerful fingers propped up the chair behind Li Su, and he leaned over.
His face was lazy and smiling, but his voice was getting hoarse.
"My little deskmate, don't call others brother in the future."
Li Su had just bitten a piece of soft bread, and his mouth whimpered, "Ah, is it too wordy?"
Gu Cilan only hooked her lower lip and didn't explain: "In short, don't call others brother."
Li Su threw himself on the soft and delicious bread, and did not care what strange words he said. He nodded casually, "Oh, I see."
Zhou Yao in the front seat also wakes up and starts chatting with Jiang Shutang.
Before long, Jiang Shutang's eyebrows turned round with bright eyes, "Su Su! Zhou Yao and Jiang Hexu are going to go to the nearby snack street after school. Shall we go together?"
The trial reading of chapter 11 of the novel "The school bully is pulling? But he whispers to me" ends.
