Chapter 135 Deskmate?

If you want to say that the memory of fish has seven seconds, Song Mu's memory may not even be less than three seconds. The next second is just like the person who has never been in the morning. His skipping is not affected at all, leaving only delicious food in his eyes. And because the first day of school is only half a day, so it is extremely relaxed. Song Mu and his two good girlfriends also spent the afternoon surfing outside, and they didn't reluctantly leave and go home until 8 o'clock in the evening. "Didn't you leave school at noon? Why did you come back so late?" Just as one foot stepped into the house, Gu Jingxiu was cold and cast over with the cold eyes of examination. His whole body emitted a kind of chill, which instantly made people depressed and breathless. "Isn't this too exciting to see words and softness? I got a little carried away at that time......" Song Mu's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually became emboldened. He was particularly guilty. He narrowed his eyes like a crescent moon and stared at Gu Jingxiu with a wronged expression, trying to use the previous tricks to let Gu Jingxiu skip this matter directly. "Have I been so kind to you recently that my words go in one ear and out the other?" Obviously, Gu Jingxiu did not compromise this time. He did not eat this set. He stared at Song Mu with one hand holding his chin eagle-like eyes. His deep eyes became unfathomable, like a layer of mist on the cage, making people unable to guess what they were thinking at this time. "Oh, third brother, I promise you that the Jedi will not come back so late in the future. They will definitely come back before dinner. Is this not enough?" Song Mu made a big move directly. His big watery eyes blinked, his dense and long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and his delicate appearance hit his heart directly. I have to say that Gu Jingxiu was overwhelmed and defeated every time. * Happy times are always short, and the beautiful half-day class time has passed in the blink of an eye. The students entered the classroom one after another, and the mysterious Song Mu deskmate, An Ling, who did not come yesterday, stepped on the spot and entered the classroom at the moment of ringing the bell at the end, swaggering to his position with his hands in his pockets. Everyone is normal to this scene, but only Yichen has a different reaction, craning her neck, her eyes have never moved away from Anling. Staring at him with looking eyes seems to want to see him thoroughly from the inside out. People who don't know will probably think it is abnormal or peeping Tom when they see this scene. Anling did not care. The fundus revealed a little disdain. He held his head high and looked at Yichen from the corner of his eye. He did not put him in the eye at all. Dark purple fluffy hair, black earrings in both ears, and the whole body dress reveals the word "bad teenager". Isn't this a famous school in Kyoto? All kinds of people can come in? So a "punk" who doesn't look like a good person can get in? A series of questions emerged in Yichen's mind, and he couldn't help but cast a look of disgust and disgust towards Anling, who was oblique ahead. Yichen grew up in a superior environment since childhood, and received the highest education. Naturally, her vision and requirements are many times higher than those of ordinary people. It is not surprising to have such "colored glasses". "Hello, my name is Yi Chen, a new student. Nice to meet you." As soon as the bell rang, Yi Chen got up and came to Anling's side. He was modest and sincere. He held out a friendly hand and placed it in front of Anling. He thought it was better to start first and it was most important to have a good relationship. "Hello, Anling." Anling slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the morning, slowly opened his mouth and replied, expressionless and cold. However, it seems that the situation is not too bad, at least he didn't ignore people directly, and there is a response that shows that there is still a chance. "I heard that you are very talented in sports and have time to learn from each other." The words sound just fell, one side of Song Mu couldn't help laughing with a snow, eyes straight staring at Yi Chen, and looked at Anling around him, can't help but tut twice mouth, also cooperate with shaking his head. "When did our classmates become so polite... First of all, I kindly remind you that Anling's athletic talent is not generally good, no less than your" chess genius ". Take care of yourself." Say that finish, Song Mu directly turned to lie prone on his desk, squinting and taking a nap, as if automatically shielding all sounds from the outside world. And this sentence is undoubtedly virtually exerting pressure on Yi Chen's heart, but he Yi Chen is not scared. There are still some real skills. How can he back down because of this sentence or two? He must get the position next to Song Mu! "An, I have something to discuss with you. I don't know if you have time." According to Chen, he came straight to the point, but the tone did not appear tough and abrupt at all. The gentle, modest and respectful tone made people feel very comfortable. "What is it?" An Ling's originally stretched eyebrows gradually condensed. After seeing Song Mu in the morning during the dialogue just now, it can be roughly inferred that the next thing may have something to do with Song Mu.