[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Luo Ning had a snack. Song Fengxiao was not so indifferent before. He asked, "Brother Song, are you unhappy? You haven't talked to me since yesterday, why don't you tell me?"

"You don't even look at me anymore."

Luo Ning was depressed, her eyes drooped, and the poor Yazi turned her head away, "You really broke the heart of my little fan."

"Hey, I'm so sad, I'm not in the mood to attend class anymore."

He turned around with his head drooping, his lonely back looked like a sleepy little animal, with a soft heart, he wanted to pat his head to comfort him.

Song Fengxiao's brows moved slightly, he remained silent, the untaken milk candy was lying quietly on the table, the packaging was bulging, cute and small, and only this soft bee would eat such childish snacks.

It had been two classes, and he felt that the noisy bee hadn't turned around, its slender back was straight, and the hair that was usually raised up was drooping softly, exuding a sense of loss.

Song Fengxiao was leaning in the corner alone, there was no praise in his ears, nor staring at him with admiration, why was there something missing, the sun outside was not so bright anymore.

He tapped the table in boredom, and his eyes fell on the two candies again. He opened the package and found two snow-white toffees, which smelled delicious, but a little greasy.

Luo Ning heard the small voice behind her, and looked over quickly, her eyes were bright, and she put her hand on Song Fengxiao's table, "How is it, Brother Song, isn't it very sweet!"

"By the way, just keep this expression, it's so cute, I'll take a picture of you."

When Song Fengxiao was eating candy, his face was slightly bulging, and his expression was lazy, a bit like a cold cat. Luo Ning felt a bit cute in contrast, so he wanted to take a picture of it.

Song Fengxiao's expression froze, and he stopped Luo Ning, "Are you afraid that your phone will be confiscated?"

High school students are not allowed to play with their mobile phones blatantly, Luo Ning put the mobile phone in his pocket, "That's right."

"Anyway, I'm close, I can see your handsome face when I turn around, and I don't need to take any high-definition pictures."

Song Fengxiao didn't know how Luo Ning said such flattering words smoothly, maybe he really admired her deeply, so let's just let it be.

If the little bee just admires him, he doesn't mind, but this kind of appreciation is also mixed with impure feelings.

Song Fengxiao's regress would indeed make Luo Ning more active. Luo Ning felt that Song Fengxiao accepted his overtures and did not reject being friends. Since they were friends, of course they needed some more intimate interactions.

In the morning, he not only drank milk by himself, but also brought some fruit snacks, he would also bring one for Song Fengxiao, even though Song Fengxiao would not accept it.

After class, Luo Ning had to go to the toilet with Song Fengxiao, and he had to follow Song Fengxiao at noon, he was sure that Song Fengxiao would eat soft food and not hard food.

Moreover, through the group group, Luo Ning finally found Song Fengxiao's contact information. He sent a friend request and looked at Song Fengxiao with his chin propped up, "Brother Song, let's add a friend, please agree to my application."

"We are all in the relationship between the front and back tables, so it's okay to add a friend."

"Wuuuu, look at how sad I am. It's hard to get close to you, but I can't even get your contact information. I feel that my spiritual world is gloomy, and I'm exhausted and sad."

Song Fengxiao heard him talking more and more exaggerated, and stopped him from rambling, "It's fine to add friends, but you are not allowed to disturb me."

Luo Ning was overjoyed, "Brother Song, how can I have so much free time, I just communicate with you normally."

Song Fengxiao's profile picture is a simple English picture, as expected, the space is very clean, in line with Song Fengxiao's character, silent and restrained.

Luo Ning still knew how to measure, and was afraid of being annoyed by Song Fengxiao, so he added a friend, so he just said good night, or sent a cute emoji.

Song Fengxiao saw the lazily grinning and yawning cat on the screen, Luo Ning's listless and lazy appearance after morning reading jumped out of his mind, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and he was about to put down the phone, hesitantly learned to return an emoji .

His emoji is relatively simple, it's a jpg of sleeping with the lamp on. It's not cute at all, but it's enough to surprise Luo Ning.

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Sitting behind him was the number one student in the whole school. Luo Ning was very smart. Coupled with Song Fengxiao's frequent educational supervision, it was difficult for his grades to improve. If you don't understand the question, just ask Song Fengxiao directly.

Gradually, he was able to sit next to Song Fengxiao, with books taking up half of the space. If Song Fengxiao didn't allow it, he said righteously: "Brother Song, it's easier to ask questions this way. My neck hurts a little these days, and I'm so tired from turning around." of."

"You are so thin, and I can't squeeze you in. I want to sit next to you, accept the influence of academics, and always remind myself to follow your example and follow your progress."

Song Fengxiao shook his head, anyway, he had never been able to say anything about Luo Ning, so he had no choice but to lower his head and do his homework.

Luo Ning glanced at it, and sighed a little lemony: "Brother Song, there is indeed a gap between people. You are tall and leggy, and you are talented and beautiful. You can write a word smoothly, iron painting Silver Hook, you have taken up all the halos by yourself, can you leave a way for others."

"Why don't you write a book called "How to Make an Excellent Person"?"

Song Fengxiao was a little tired. Hearing Luo Ning's rainbow fart, he was almost immune to it. He reached out and pressed Luo Ning's head, "Don't be poor, you are too busy, do you not have enough homework?"

Luo Ning complained silently, and Song Fengxiao obviously liked to listen to it. As a friend, he was not just to satisfy Song Fengxiao's special hobbies.

Luo Ning's deskmate quietly glanced back, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise, and there was a bit of sour envy. He had witnessed how Song Fengxiao and Luo Ning became familiar, not to mention how close they were. Anyway, in this class, Song Fengxiao and Song Fengxiao The closest relationship must be Luo Ning.

It turns out that with a thick skin, you can hug your thighs and get tutored by Song Fengxiao. It's not easy.

The full and simple two weeks passed in the blink of an eye, the whole school ushered in the monthly exam, the exam room was arranged in advance, and the teacher talked about the precautions over and over again.

According to Luo Ning's previous results, he must have been assigned to the last exam room. He sat in the classroom and didn't feel nervous. He had learned the basics and tried his best to do everything he could.

The test paper this time was simpler than Luo Ning had imagined. He had practiced some of the question types repeatedly, and his memory was still fresh. He reckoned that it would be no problem to pass all subjects.

After two days of exams, Luo Ning easily left the classroom and went to have a meal with Song Fengxiao.

When the stairs turned a corner, someone roughly grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Luo Ning, stop!"

Qiao Yuming's face was full of displeasure, as if Luo Ning owed him 800 million.

Luo Ning shook Qiao Yuming away in annoyance, wondering why Qiao Yuming went crazy again.

Qiao Yuming stood in front of him, "You've got some skills. You dared to pour water on me last time, and even joined forces with my family to put pressure on me. Did you say something to my parents?"

Recently, Qiao Yuming had a very unhappy life. His parents always blamed him, scolded him coldly for breaking off the engagement with Luo Ning, and asked him to lower his attitude and chase Luo Ning back. Qiao Yuming was getting annoyed to death. His parents wouldn't talk like that before, he felt that Luo Ning must have said something to instigate his parents to force him to compromise.

To be honest, Qiao Yuming was still used to pestering Luo Ning, he thought it was a manifestation of his charm, when Luo Ning pestered him, he felt disgusted, and Luo Ning didn't come closer to him, and he felt ashamed again.

Qiao Yuming firmly believed that Luo Ning was obsessed with him, and he would never admit that Luo Ning had really given up on him, and told himself stubbornly that this was Luo Ning's new method of learning to be smart.

Qiao Yuming contemptuously said, "You're quite scheming, I really underestimated you."

Thinking of something, Qiao Yuming became even angrier, "You still follow Song Fengxiao shamelessly. Why, you want to use him to stimulate me and make me jealous, I tell you, it's impossible!"

What Qiao Yuming hates the most is Song Fengxiao's high-minded and hypocritical appearance. He came from a poor place, and he pretends to hold it all day long. Who is he pretending to show?

Cheng Yu, whom he likes, admires Song Fengxiao a lot, and now Luo Ning also sticks to Song Fengxiao, which makes him even angrier. When he bumps into Luo Ning, he can't help venting his anger.

Luo Ning's eyes were weird. He really felt that a creature like Qiao Yuming had a very strange brain circuit. How could ordinary people be so funny.

"Qiao Yuming, how can you be so ridiculous, what can I like about you? Barking like a mad dog? The result is the tail of the crane? Temperament is like a straw bag?"

"To be honest, you have nothing but a rich imagination."

Luo Ning had had enough, he and Qiao Yuming didn't like each other, Qiao Yuming had to run over and dance, didn't this deserve to be scolded?

Luo Ning bypassed Qiao Yuming and hurried upstairs, but Qiao Yuming stretched out his hand and pushed him, "What right do you have to scold me, you shameless follower?"

Pushing hard, Luo Ning staggered, her body couldn't stand steadily, and she fell down the stairs uncontrollably. Fortunately, there were not many steps, so Luo Ning didn't fall to the ground.

However, her body still hurts, her head hurts, her ankles hurt too, Luo Ning blinked tears from the corners of her eyes, struggling even with difficulty.

Qiao Yuming didn't expect that he had such great strength and accidentally pushed the person down. He watched Luo Ning roll to the bottom, panicked, but at the same time relieved, his eyes were stern.

Qiao Yuming wasn't going to pull him up right away, and Luo Ning didn't have any serious wounds, so if he lay down for a while, he would make Luo Ning suffer a lot,

Before he could say something sarcastic, the next moment, a sharp sharp pain came from his ankle, and he was also punched in the back. Qiao Yuming fell to his knees in embarrassment, his knees slammed, making him grin his teeth .

Song Fengxiao glared at Qiao Yuming coldly, picked Luo Ning up, and walked to the infirmary.

Luo Ning's face turned pale, and her head was pretending to be dizzy, lying on Song Fengxiao's chest, grabbing Song Fengxiao's clothes, like a wounded little animal, with a soft sob in her throat.