C2 The God of Knowledge Is Not Alone(2)

There were very few people in the Su family. From Old Man Su's generation, it was not a family that had lasted for many years, so the family environment was very good. As a father, he married his beloved wife, Aunt Su, and there were no other women.

Su Jin was very satisfied with this kind of family situation. A good family background could make him feel more at ease completing the task.

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After the humanities teacher slowly left the classroom, Su Jin went to the teacher's office.

"It's good for studying...?"

The class teacher was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He was a little chubby, but his expression looked very serious. He frowned and adjusted his glasses.

Seeing his teacher looking at him, Su Jin, who had specially tidied up his appearance, straightened his back. "Yes, yes. You know that my grades aren't good. My parents also asked me to come here to improve my grades. "

The expression of the old class loosened and Su Jin immediately showed a pitiful expression, "I don't know how to study either. I heard that Hee Bao's grades are very good. I have always admired him and he doesn't have a deskmate..."

Su Jin's face was very deceptive. Being stared at by those clear black eyes, Old Class Mystery felt a sense of guilt as if he was bullying others.

"Cough, Little He doesn't like being close to people. We have to ask him about this first."

In the end, the form teacher still held back a trace of her bottom line.

Su Jin could not help but feel a little discouraged. Should Hee Bao decide? He might agree? If he did not become Hee Bao's deskmate, given his character, he would not have to do this task.

While Su Xiao was still racking his brain to think of a way, the door to the other office had already been pushed open.

The youth was meticulous from head to toe. His body had a refreshing lemon smell, his features were delicate and straight, and his long legs were wrapped in sky-blue school uniform pants. When he passed by a certain Su, he didn't even look at him with disdain, as if he didn't see that there was another person here.

"Teacher."

The form teacher told Su Jin what he thought.

He did not expect Hee Bao's expression to be the same as usual. He did not show any surprise or doubt. His voice was so faint that it was scary. "Teacher will arrange it."

Su Jin, on the other hand, was surprised. But this ending was what he wanted, so he suppressed his doubts.

After Hee Bao finished answering, he left on his own accord. He did not have the self-awareness to wait for another deskmate.

No one saw Hee Bao walk out the door, clenching his fists tightly and his eyes as black as a dead pool.

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Su Qing, what do you want to do?

No matter what you want to do, the price I make you pay is not something you can bear...

But a walking corpse, I have no fear...

- - [Pride]

......

On the empty seats next to him, more and more books were carried over. Su Qing was good looking and had a good family background. He helped a lot of people, and it was rare for him to have a lively scene next to his seat.

When he just came back from the toilet, he found that Young Master Su had abandoned him and went to that kid's side. Lee Zhe was so angry and angry that he lay on the table and wailed, "Pretty boy!"

If it wasn't for that face, how would Young Master Su have taken a fancy to him?

Actually, Lee Zhe was clearly more suitable to talk about pretty boys. Although Hee Bao's skin was white and his appearance was delicate, his features were still very sharp. On the contrary, Lee Zhe's appearance was clean and beautiful. He was very thin...

Therefore, the word "pretty boy" came out of his mouth, and the scene was very strange.

"Young Master Su, do you really want to sit with that little... Hee Bao?" Lee Zhe asked with extreme sadness.

Su Jin thought for a moment and said seriously, "You are...?"

Lee Zhe:... "" The feelings faded and he smiled. JPG.

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Su Jin thought that the top students were serious in class, afraid that they would hear less of a word, but he did not expect Hee Bao to write and draw on the paper casually, not even raising his head.

Su Jin stared at him in confusion for a while and did not say anything. He carefully moved closer to take a look because he did not doubt that Hee Bao would ignore him if he asked.

...

This is...

High number question?

Su Jin looked at it for a long time but could not understand it. It was at least a question from the third year of high school. Straight A Student was indeed Straight A Student.

Su Jin, who was a failure in his studies, withdrew his gaze.

- -

Hee Bao did not say a word throughout the entire morning. Su Jin, who sat in the front row but did not want to listen to the lecture, was about to die of boredom.

When he opened his eyes from his sleep again, he seemed to have seen bookworm He look at him with disdain.

Su Jin:... "" It must be an illusion?

Looking again, Hee Bao was still writing the test expressionlessly.

As expected, it was an illusion.

Suddenly, he felt that his hand was somewhat wet and slightly viscous liquid. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart and felt that something was wrong. He suddenly lowered his head...

Cough...

Su Jin's face turned red. He hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe it clean. It was really embarrassing to sleep on the table and drool. Fortunately, there was no one in the class.

As soon as he wiped his saliva, Lee Zhe ran to Su Jin's side like a lackey. He also gave Hee Bao a 'fierce' glare. "Young Master Su, it's noon. Shall we go have lunch together?"

Su Jin touched his nose guiltily. Only then did he realize that most of the people in the classroom had left. "Yes."

After taking two steps, Su Jin came back. "Hee Bao, are you not going to eat?"

The young man with his head lowered paused for a moment. His voice was so low that it could not be heard. "I'm not going."

Lee Zhe gently pulled on the corner of Su Jin's shirt. His expression was disdainful. "Young Master Su, you don't have to worry about him. He never eats lunch."

Not eat lunch?

Although Su Jin had lost his memory, he still had common sense. Not eating lunch without eating his stomach was definitely not a good thing, and the mission target was obviously not a fool. How could he not eat?

According to Lee Zhe's description of his family, he probably did not have money to eat...

Su Jin did not know what to say. This was a great opportunity to gain a favorable impression of him.

Arrogance had its own self-esteem that made one's hair stand on end. If Su Jin were to buy him a meal directly, he would never be grateful. Instead, he would feel humiliated. Arrogance and whatnot could not be hurt in his heart.

Su Jin hesitated for a moment and turned around to reject Lee Zhe. "I am not hungry. I am not eating. You can go by yourself."

Lee Zhe was stunned. Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, he did not say anything else.

During lunch break, Su Jin, who was in the haze, saw that Hee Bao's face was ugly. One hand was holding the school uniform. The neat white school uniform was wrinkled, and the fingertips of that hand were a little white.

Looking at the position, it was the area of the stomach.

Su Jin understood. Coincidentally, he was also a little hungry. He did not disturb his classmates who were resting and went to the school's Little Merchandize Shop.

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"Tsk." The young man furrowed his beautiful brows. His slender fingers were holding a piece of meat bun. "It tastes terrible."

Hee Bao, who was looking at everything from the corner of his eyes, had a cold expression. His lips were pursed into a straight line, and his slightly lowered eyes were filled with undisguised mockery.

He was waiting for that rich kid to throw the big bag of things he had bought into the trash bin without any hesitation.

The world was always like this. Rich people would find it unbearable to lie on gold, while poor people craved food and clothing, but it was difficult for them to ascend to heaven.

"Hey, I'll give it to you"

Suddenly, Hee Bao heard the clear voice ringing in his ears.

Before he could react, he said, "No need." His voice was so cold that it was shocking. His self-esteem was stepping on his spine. Protecting that ridiculous self-esteem had become a conditioned reflex.

When he saw that the other party was like a young beast that had been shocked and furious, the beautiful youth raised his brows in shock. "What do you not need? It was just a reward. You taught me today's high math questions, so this bread is yours."

He spoke arrogantly, as if he didn't consider the other party's refusal at all," What? You don't even know today's algebra homework?"

Facing such provocative words, Hee Bao agreed without thinking.

Satisfied, Su Jin threw a bag of bread onto Hee Bao's table. With a smile on his face, he said proudly, "I have to finish it. If I throw it away like that Coke, I will be angry."

Hee Bao came back to his senses and looked at the bag of bread. It was rare for him to be at a loss. For a moment, he did not understand Su Jin's true intentions.

However, the young man's expression was extremely brilliant. His bright black eyes were bent because of the act. He was also in a daze and could not get angry at all.