(BL) Learning God Is In Hand, I Have The World [quick wear] BOOK 1

Chapter 138

Zhuang Li walked back with a chair, and looked at the neatly piled books on the table, like books measured with a ruler, his thin lips couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The lover in this world seems to be a bit squeamish in character, pretending to be so impatient, but being so careful when helping out.

"My name is Zhuang Li, what is your name?" After sitting down, Zhuang Li turned his head and looked straight at the young man, his hand stretched out in front of him, waiting for a friendly response.

Zhong Xingyun, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, watched the two of them intently. He really wanted to know what attitude Mr. Si would take towards Zhuang Li, whether to open his heart or continue to close himself.

Si Ming said impatiently: "What is my name is none of your business?"

He moved his arm, trying to open the hand under his eyelids, but his mind kept giving orders, but his body didn't obey.

Zhuang Li always stretched out his hand and waited, but his expression became very lonely: "Do you also look down on me? Do you think I am a poor ghost, an oil bottle, a low-class person? I thought you were a new classmate, and your prejudice against me should be It will be less, I didn't expect—"

He shook his head and sighed while withdrawing his hand, with a sad tone: "Forget it, I'm thinking too much, I'll change my position now." Then he went to move the table.

Si Ming was in a hurry, he quickly pulled his hand over and shook it hard, and said in a sullen voice, "I don't look down on you, you don't have to move. My name is Si Ming.

" The sadness was immediately replaced by a bright smile.

To be honest, he changed his face very fast, and it looked a little fake, but Si Ming was stunned, two eyes stuck on his face that suddenly became extremely bright, as if he had lost his soul.

Zhong Xingyun couldn't help holding his forehead when he saw that Master Si was taken care of by Zhuang Li in three or two strokes, and he looked so stupid.

Zhuang Li took out the stationery box, exercise book, test papers and other items from the drawer, and said casually, "My name is Li, your name is Ming, our names are really interesting."

"What's so interesting?" Si Ming asked subconsciously, but his eyes were still glued to the little curly hair.

"Ming's original meaning is dark and unclear. It is extended to be ignorant and unreasonable. Later, it was gradually extended to profound, and it also refers to the underworld where people go after death. Ming is a chaotic word, and it is also an ominous word.

" Then, Si Ming's face darkened, and the three souls and six souls taken away by the little curly hair finally returned to their places.

"Are you mocking me?" His expression was fierce and gloomy, and his two big hands were clenched into fists, pressing them hard on the table, as if he would violently hit someone at any time.

Clearly, these words pierced his heart deeply.

Nervous, Zhong Xingyun raised his hips secretly, and sat in the air, ready to jump out to save the open-mouthed little curly hair.

Zhuang Li placed things in a leisurely manner, with a smile on his face: "Li's original meaning is that the workshop processes the rough stones dug from the mountain into beautiful jade, and makes it into a utensil with shape and money. Later, it was extended to governance and cooking. , and gradually extended to the meaning of order, texture, reason, etc. Li is a clear word, and it is also a word that indicates light."

Speaking of which, Zhuang Licai looked at Si Ming again, and said slowly: "If you understand it like this, I will Do the names of the two match well? You are Ming, I am Li, once we meet, all chaos will become clear; all unreasonable will become reasonable; all chaos and darkness will also become bright hope. The two of us It seems that we are born to sit together."

Zhuang Li leaned closer, looked directly into his lover's eyes, pursed his lips and smiled: "Just by looking at the name, we know that we are very destined, don't you think?"

Originally full of anger , Si Ming, who also felt very hurt, was sluggish and confused, and didn't know what to do at all. An extremely secret and intense joy hit his heart, making his face stiff and his limbs numb.

He had not shown a smile for three years, but he forgot how to express it when he truly felt the joy.

"It's not particularly fateful, it's just one class." His clenched fists slowly loosened, and then he quickly hid under the table, rubbing back and forth against his legs, trying to wipe off a layer of fine sweat from his palms.

The sweat was not from anger, but from a sudden throbbing. His heart was beating so fast just now that it almost jumped out of his throat.

Zhong Xingyun, who originally thought that Young Master Si would hit someone, said, "..."

Now he really convinced this student Zhuang Li! He is worthy of being a scholar, and even his words are so superb! This method of wanting to promote before suppressing is too old-fashioned, and it amused Dashao Si for a while.

Seeing that his lover's expression was still cold, but his ears were bloodshot, Zhuang Li re-introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Zhuang Li, I am seventeen years old this year. Would you like to be my roommate?"

"Hello, my name is Si Ming, I am eighteen years old this year, I am willing." Si Ming nodded quickly, his voice hoarse.

He didn't realize that he was led into the ditch by Zhuang Li, but the classmates next to him almost burst out laughing.

What is "I do"? Shouldn't this "Sleeping God" think he was at the wedding scene? Hahaha, so much fun!

Zhong Xingyun: "..."

He dared to make sure that this student Zhuang Li was deliberately teasing Mr. Si! Using his scheming shrewdness to deal with Master Si is like playing with mud.

Fuck you second uncle! Si Ming, can you live up to your expectations? Zhong Xingyun shouted in his heart with hatred for iron, but a smile appeared on his face. It might be a good thing to meet Zhuang Li in the last semester of high school, making Si Ming's stagnant heart rippling. After all, Si Ming's time is running out.

Zhong Xingyun turned his head away, not wanting his red eyes to be discovered by Zhuang Li.

At the same time, Xiu Yue was turning his head, silently looking at the vivid Si Ming, his eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a sneer.

Teng Xuan also looked at the back row, and then gave Xiu Yue a look.

The two had a silent, brief exchange that was too fast for others to notice.

The bell rang for the class, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom and saw Zhuang Li, who had changed his seat, just start to give a lecture without a word of reproach. This is a preference that only good students have.

So the whole class realized more clearly that the looting diary and the video of the exam in the office were real.

Teng Xuan, an academic god, was hanged and beaten by Zhuang Li, an academic scum.

Everyone didn't say anything, but they all laughed secretly in their hearts, and from time to time they cast mocking glances at Teng Xuan. Even the physics teacher occasionally glanced at him with critical and scrutiny in his expression.

Teng Xuan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling tormented, he really wanted to disappear in place. He finally realized what it was like to be bullied on campus.

After finally finishing a class, his back was wet with cold sweat.

Fang Yibo and Huang Zhe got together and planned in a low voice: "In this way, I will walk to Zhuang Li with a can of Coke later, you come up from behind and make trouble with me, I will pour the Coke on Zhuang Li's head, Wet him, and in order to apologize, we take him out shopping and pay him a few new clothes."

"Whether it's a man or a woman, both like luxury goods. I don't believe we buy him a set for thousands of dollars. Clothes, he won't be tempted."

Fang Yibo: "I'm sure he's tempted! His mother never bought him a good set of clothes, they all picked up Teng Xuan's old clothes and wore them like a beggar. He must be aggrieved.

Huang Zhe said triumphantly: "That's how my ex-girlfriend got started." Fang

Yibo enthusiastically suggested: "We can broadcast live when we accompany him shopping, and take pictures of his psychological changes. Go to the luxury store, throw out a credit card, and then say 'buy whatever you like', I don't believe that he is not touched at all."

"Hahaha, we can also deliberately pick a few sets of particularly ugly clothes for him to try on. Wear it, let's do a drag show live, and the audience will definitely like to watch it."

"It's best to wear clothes that are neither male nor female, such as fishnet clothes, see-through clothes, ultra-shorts, low-waisted pants, etc."

"No, I already have a sense of the picture! Peerless demon man!"

Huang Zhe He laughed together with Fang Yibo, and made a trailer for this conversation and put it on the live broadcast platform.

The platform is a foreign website, and you have to go over the wall to view it. The relevant domestic departments have no jurisdiction, so they even passed the review of their live broadcast theme and gave it a strong recommendation list.

Enchanted by the trailer, fans flocked to the studio, eagerly awaiting the exciting moment.

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Si Ming still "slept" for a class, his coat covered his head, his face turned to the direction of the little curly hair, and he stared at each other with his eyes open.

Through the thick cloth, he couldn't actually see anything, but the peculiar smell of the little curly hair lingered on the tip of his nose, which made him feel reassured. The darkness indulged his imagination, so every time he blinked, the bright smiling face of the little curly hair flashed in his mind, making him smile involuntarily.

Hearing the sound of Little Curly moving the chair, he hurriedly took off his jacket and whispered, "Don't go yet, I'll show you something."

"What?" Zhuang Li, who made the chair loud on purpose, stood there. . He didn't want to leave at all.

"Someone wants to play with you, look at this." Siming handed over his mobile phone and earphones.

Zhuang Li put on his headphones and silently watched the live broadcast of the group of four betting on the rooftop, as well as the ambiguous diaries posted on the forum, without any special expression on his face.

Si Ming solemnly warned: "If they come to you in the future, don't go out with them."

"Do all the students in the school know about this?" Zhuang Li returned the phone and earphones and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Everyone knows. That forum needs to register the real identity and verify the invitation code. All the students in the school can enter. Only you can't enter. They blocked you. Don't pay attention to them, they are all garbage!" Si Ming disgusted. frown.

"You told me this secret, will they trouble you if they can't play the game?" Zhuang Li deliberately showed a worried expression.

Si Ming sneered disdainfully: "They don't dare to mess with me."

Zhuang Li first nodded thoughtfully, then raised his dark red lips, slowly approached the boy, breathed hot air close to his ear, and said with a light smile: "Then I'll tell you a secret. The kestrel is me, and I know everything."

Si Ming was stunned for a while before realizing what the little curls had said, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to look at each other.

He didn't expect that the victim of the little curly hair was actually the most hidden big boss.

Zhuang Li put his hands on his shoulders, pressed them slightly, smiled and saw that his ears quickly turned red, then put up his index finger against his lips, and whispered in a very ambiguous whisper: "Shh, don't tell anyone, this is It's our secret."

Si Ming: "...Okay, okay."

His voice was unbelievably hoarse, his face was still that cool face, but his ears started to smoke.

At this moment, Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo came running over, flipping their wrists and pouring a can of Coke onto Zhuang Li's head.

Si Meditation stopped him, but half of his body was suddenly paralyzed. In order to protect him, the little curly hair did not hide aside, and used his body to block the splashing Coke.

After Si Ming finally regained consciousness, the little curly hair had already been drenched in Coke, and the school uniform on his body was soaked, and it was extremely sticky and uncomfortable.

Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo quickly apologized, and kept saying that they would take Little Curly out to buy clothes.

Before the little curly hair could speak, Si Ming kicked away the table, stepped out, grabbed Huang Zhe's collar, punched him hard on his self-proclaimed suave face, and cursed angrily: " You motherfucker! Do you think I'm blind? Didn't you mean to turn your wrist 180 degrees? How can Coke be soaked so thoroughly? Hit!"

After that, he punched him hard again.

Fang Yibo wanted to stop Siming, but was kicked to the ground, knocking down several tables.

The surrounding classmates screamed and scattered, but instead of running out of the classroom, they stood not far or near to watch the play.

What's even more tragic is that Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo's dog legs are standing outside with their mobile phones, broadcasting live.

So tens of thousands of fans witnessed the scene of the two idols being beaten into dogs.