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Looking at Mo He's slender waist, Mo Yancheng, who was sitting in the back seat, stretched out his hand and pinched it without thinking. The car tilted violently. After Mo He stabilized his balance, he made a "snap" sound and exerted all his strength. He patted the back of Mo Yancheng's hand, gritted his teeth and said, "You want to jump all the way to school by yourself?"

Mo Yancheng breathed on the back of his hand with red marks instantly, and said without guilt: "I want to get to know the squad leader better, you are ticklish, and you will be afraid of your wife in the future."

Mo He resisted the urge to kick Mo Yancheng away, and let Mo Yancheng chatter in the back seat, not bothering him.

"Holy shit, I haven't seen you for a day, and the relationship between you two has reached this level?" Qi Shi suddenly appeared beside the two of them, carrying Qi Yu, "The friendship between the two of you is beyond your life, but your friendship is beyond your feet."

Mo Yancheng and Mo He turned their heads and looked at them. Qi Yu greeted them with a subtle smile: "Morning."

Mo He nodded, said "Morning" and turned back to concentrate on riding the bicycle, without making any sense.

On the other hand, Mo Yancheng smiled brightly, and said to Qi Shi, "It's more than that, Ah He and I live together in an intimate relationship! By the way, let me show you something fun!"

Hearing Mo Yancheng's words, Mo He had an ominous premonition, as expected, the next moment the bicycle twisted wildly, and Mo He growled: "Mo! Yan! City!"

When the students in the class inadvertently glanced at Mo Yancheng's face for the nth time, Mo Yancheng sighed, threw the pen in his hand on the table, lay down on the desk, looked sideways at Mo He, and said: " Ah He, slapping is a woman's move, right?"

Did you change your name by the way?Is it still called so smoothly?

Mo He didn't even turn his eyes. He still looked at the Chinese teacher Lao Li, who was chattering and spitting all over the podium, and replied, "To deal with bastards, there is no distinction between men and women."

Qi Shi, who was across the aisle, threw a ball of paper to Mo Yancheng while Lao Li turned his head to write on the blackboard.Unfolding the ball of paper, I saw that it said: This is the first time I have seen a living palm print.

Mo Yancheng pressed his tongue on the right cheek that was branded with red marks, and it was still a little numb. After feeling it, Mo Yancheng grabbed the pen, wrote a sentence on the paper, crumpled the paper ball and threw it back.

With a beep, the ball of paper flew back to Qi Shi's table, Qi Shi spread it out and looked at it: It's actually quite cool, you want to try it too? ...

The two threw the ball of paper back and forth across Mo He, and in the end one of them was inattentive, and the paper ball hit Mo He's side face, Mo He skimmed at Qi Shi, and Qi Shi shrank his neck instantly with sharp eyes , Apologizing repeatedly with his mouth.

Seeing that Qi Shi sat upright and didn't dare to do it again, Mo Yancheng also lost his chat partner, and when he was bored, he reached into his schoolbag to dig out.

After a while, a spicy smell spread, and Mo He's mouth unconsciously secreted saliva. He couldn't help but look at Mo Yancheng. This guy actually buried his head under the desk to eat spicy sticks!Mo He patted him on the head, Mo Yancheng choked, "cough, cough" several times, raised his head and glanced at Mo He with red eyes, took a sip of water, and said in a low voice: " What are you doing? If you want to eat, just say it, I almost choked to death."

"I want to eat some wool!" Mo He took a deep breath, and said under his voice, "This place is next to the window, the smell spreads out, and the whole class can smell it!"

Old Litou immediately confirmed Mo He's words, stopped the lecture, half propped himself on the desk, and through the glasses that were about to slip off from under the bridge of his nose, his sharp eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the class, and finally stopped at Mo Yancheng With red and swollen lips, he said, "That transfer student, stand up."

Hastily wrapped the spicy strips and stuffed them into the belly of the table, Mo Yancheng stood up slowly with one foot propped up.

"What's your name, what's the matter with your leg?" Lao Li adjusted his glasses, turned a page of the book, and asked.

"Mo Yancheng, your leg is broken."

"There are a lot of people eating in my class. Chen Meimei gnaws bread, Gao Zhu chews gum, but it's the first time to eat spicy strips. You three, go stand in the corridor."

When Chen Meimei heard that she was being called, she was shocked, and angrily crushed the bread and stuffed it into her mouth before walking out of the classroom. Gao Zhu sighed and followed to the corridor.Mo He handed the crutch leaning against the wall to Mo Yancheng to signal him to go out and stand, Mo Yancheng blinked at him, and in return Mo He said coldly, "Yes!"

Standing in the corridor, Mo Yancheng and Gao Zhu chatted quietly one after another, and the topic ran to Mo He before he knew it. According to Gao Zhu, Mo He's father was the general manager of the MO company's branch in country J. Manager, who has been abroad all year round, and his mother is a foreign language professor at University A. Mo He's family is actually in the city, but he doesn't like the hustle and bustle of the city, so he came to this county to go to school alone.

Oh, fair skin, rich family, good looks, typical white and rich beauty, coupled with high IQ, isn't it the kind of proud child who occupies all high-quality resources!However, he seems to be different from the proud son of heaven in his imagination. He doesn't have the arrogance of being superior to others, he doesn't have the air of delicacy and extravagance. Even so influential in the school.

Looking at Mo He by the window with downcast eyes, Mo Yancheng noticed with sharp eyes that there was a small mole between his eyelids, which was hidden when he raised his eyes, and only appeared when his eyelashes drooped.I can't help but think of a sentence, "If you see Qing, you don't have it, and if you don't see it, you have it."

Sensing a line of sight staring at him, Mo He turned his face slightly and looked back at Mo Yancheng, only to see Mo Yancheng smiling at him with a lollipop in his mouth, and glanced at Chen Meimei and Gao Zhu who were beside him. Well, the two of them actually both had lollipops in their mouths, and the three of them kept the lollipops on the left side quite unanimously. They looked bulging and shaking every now and then, and Mo He couldn't help chuckling.

"Tsk tsk, a good-looking person just smiles differently." Gao Zhu sighed, "Even if it's a man, it makes me feel seductive."

Mo Yancheng pointed to himself with a smile and said, "What about me? Did you catch your eye?"

Gao Zhu shrugged and said, "Forget it, you will only make me feel that this is the gap between men. The squad leader is different..."

As he said that, Gao Zhu moved closer to Mo Yancheng's ear, lowered his voice and continued, "Actually, we all believe in private that the class leader is the class belle, oh no, it should be the school belle, if you put on women's clothes, you will definitely fascinate a lot of people! "

"Don't you all call him 'Mo San Crazy' in private? How can you still imagine him?" Mo Yancheng said so, but he unconsciously put Mo He in women's clothes in his heart. Thinking about it this way, it seems true Quite good looking.

"Mo Sanmaniac and Mo Xiaohua are two existences, and all the boys in our school can distinguish them clearly!" Gao Zhuyi said righteously, "It is Mo Sanmad who is serious, but most of the time it is Mo Xiaohua, holy The flower of the kaolin!"

Mo Yancheng couldn't stop laughing, this standing penalty is too fucking good!I can still hear such explosive internal news from Nangao, "You guys, have you built a support group for Mo Xiaohua? It's called 'Go to the Three Crazy School Flowers'?"

Gao Zhu said it casually, but Gao Zhu looked shocked and said, "Fuck! How do you know there are groups? Could it be that you are also a fellow?"

Mo Yancheng couldn't hold back anymore, he laughed loudly and presumptuously, Gao Zhu's face was full of black lines, he hurriedly covered Mo Yancheng's mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "Damn, you are looking for death! Stop laughing!"

"Hush! Calm down, Old Li is coming out!" Chen Meimei said hurriedly while pulling Mo Yancheng.

But Mo Yancheng couldn't stop at all, even though Gao Zhu covered his mouth, laughter still leaked out, and his body shook violently, successfully attracting the attention of the whole class.

Seeing Mo He turn his head, Mo Yancheng laughed even more crazily, slipped unsteadily and fell to the ground, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, his right leg covered with plaster was stretched out straight, and his left leg was bent up. , put a fist to his mouth, and laughed "hahahaha".

Seeing this, Gao Zhu was also amused, he cursed with a smile, and then started laughing, Chen Meimei gave a "poof", laughing inexplicably.

It is said that this kind of thing is contagious, and it is absolutely true.The unrepressed laughter of the three people spread into the classroom, and all the students were inexplicably happy. Suddenly, the whole floor was filled with "hahahaha..." laughter, and Old Li scolded several times. He couldn't suppress it, and finally succeeded in attracting the elder.

For everyone except Mo Yancheng and Gao Zhu, this incident was a mystery from beginning to end, and it was a joke. In the end, the punishment fell to the whole class. Five laps were punished, and Mo Yancheng, who was the culprit, was asked to write a self-criticism, [-] words, because of his leg injury.

These [-] words made Mo Yancheng feel dizzy all day. After returning to the apartment at night and having dinner, he sat at the desk. Mo Yancheng held back for more than an hour, but only uttered [-] words:

Review book

Dear teachers and students:

Hello everyone!

After thinking about it, Mo Yancheng added a few more words, "Dear" and "Morning", well, now there are twenty words.

Damn!There are still 980 characters to go!Mo Yancheng was about to go crazy, he tapped on the table with a pen in his hand, trying to get someone's attention so he could ask someone for help.

However, a certain person seemed to be fully immersed in the sea of ​​questions, without even frowning, as if blocking all interference from the outside world.Just when Mo Yancheng couldn't help but reach out to poke Mo He, the phone that "buzzed" on the table suddenly vibrated.

This mobile phone was lent to Mo Yancheng by Mo He, saying that it was convenient to contact, but Mo Yancheng was not polite, and kept it for temporary use.Turning on the phone, it was Gao Zhu who sent the message.

—Have you finished the review?

- There are still 980 words left, [-] steps away from success.

—Uh...-_-///, I will pray for you, godfather!

—orz, by the way, make sure I become a member of the organization.

— You mean... (☆_☆)

—It’s good that you understand, be quick!

Silently feeling Mo Yancheng's maddened "buzzing" sound, Mo He looked back at Mo Yancheng and said, "Are you giving up the treatment?"

Mo Yancheng, who is addicted to the Internet, heard Mo He's words, and quickly turned his mobile phone upside down on the table, and took a pen to draw circles on the paper in order to cover up: "No, I have no way to start."

In Mo He's eyes, this series of behaviors is a typical guilty conscience. Mo He squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his eyes lightly, glanced at his phone, and said indifferently: "Oh? Then you take your time to find a breakthrough. I'm going to take a shower first."

"Well, you go first, I'll wash it after you wash it." Mo Yancheng still lowered his head, staring at the paper, unconsciously drawing circles.

Three or ten minutes later, listening to Mo Yancheng humming a ditty in the bathroom, Mo He naturally picked up Mo Yancheng's upside-down phone, pressed the power button on the edge, and the screen lit up. News popped up all the time, mixed with various advertisements, and Mo He couldn't find the key at once.

Looking at the four small squares on the screen, Mo He was a little surprised, Mo Yancheng actually knew how to set a password, after a moment of pondering, Mo He clicked "6666" on the keyboard.Hearing the sound of "cha", Mo He curled his lips into a smile, Mo Yancheng's IQ is not suitable for too complicated passwords.

Skillfully opened WeChat, the top message immediately attracted Mo He's attention. This is a group with more than 400 people, and the red dot shows that there are 99+ messages. The moment Mo He saw the group name, the corners of Mo He's eyes couldn't stop I stopped and smoked twice.

Mo Xiaohua fan support group.

When Mo Yancheng returned to the study, he saw Mo He holding his mobile phone with a smirk on his face. The white light of the mobile phone was reflected on Mo He's face. Mo Yancheng got goosebumps all over his body and swallowed.

Mo He smiled quite "kindly", shook the phone, "cohabitant?"