"Brother Xu." several boys sitting in the back stared at the young man in white all the way. They seemed to be looking at some rare object. It was not novel for a time, "brother Xu!"
Chu Xu didn't respond at all. The boy stretched out his hand and pushed it. He was very serious: "you have a deskmate. Anyway, welcome."
Chu Xu was awakened. He was in a bad mood. He made a low fuck. He didn't know who he was talking to. He said, "get out."
The voice is also a bit dumb. It sounds a little low and sexy, but the tone is not very good and impatient.
The boy gave a cadence, smiled and took back his hand.
After Chu Xu was woken up, he leaned back on the back of the chair without any expression. He looked a little angry and didn't wake up. His long straight legs were very superior. He sat lazily and casually with the railing under the table. He didn't look at dyed white. A section of his fingertips was on the mobile phone, lined with bony joints. When he looked down, he was very indifferent.
All the information revealed that he did not welcome the so-called "new deskmate" in front of him, or did not pay attention to it, and had no intention to welcome it or not.
But those who have vision should also consider changing seats.
Just a shadow fell and lingered with a cold fragrance that was so light that it was almost impossible to capture. The boy slowly opened the next chair and sat down with calm action.
Chu Xu looked pale and ignored it.
Zhao Qian looked at such a scene on the podium. He coughed heavily. "The new textbook hasn't arrived yet. Jing Bai, you and Zhou Chengxian are watching it together at the same table."
"Chu Xu." after that, Zhao Qian mentioned Chu Xu's name again. The frown in his eyebrows could almost kill a fly: "if you don't read, it doesn't mean others don't read."
Directly named, the boy seemed to move. He leaned lazily against the back of the chair and looked handsome on his side. His sharp and narrow Danfeng eyes looked at the new deskmate next to him. His eyes glanced carelessly over each other's cold eyebrows. His face didn't matter: "I want a book."
I don't know if Chu Xu recognized that he had seen ranbai outside the alley this morning, but he obviously didn't want to say hello and say hi, friend, it turned out that you were my deskmate's intention, and even showed a sense of randomness that he didn't know.
When he opened his mouth, he was a little ruffian and lazy. Unfortunately, the aura was enough for strangers not to enter. His thin lips were filled with a smile, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. He also looked bright and cold in the sun. "Don't you have long hands? Won't you take it by yourself?"
"Chu Xu!" Zhao Qian drank.
The young man lowered his head indifferently. It seemed that the undisguised indifference just revealed was an illusion. He didn't say anything. He brazenly played with his mobile phone in full view of the public. It can be seen that he was free and no one was used to it.
Finally, the matter ended with Zhao Qian's angry drink. Because a teacher came, Zhao Qian temporarily went out to let them study by themselves.
Zhou Chengyu Guang has been paying attention to the scene behind this. Seeing this, he is even more relieved. He is glad that he chose this position first, otherwise he doesn't know how to be embarrassed.
After that,
Chu Xu looked at his mobile phone with indifferent eyes, but suddenly burst into his sight with a hand. His bones were thin and clean, like the hand in the cartoon. A section of his shirt cuff was clean and white, and his watch was low and cold.
He narrowed his eyes, stopped and looked at the boy's actions.
"Chu Xu?" the clear voice fell quietly, with a sense of distance. The words were clear and flat: "it's polite to ask you."
All the books were put in the desk hall by Chu Xu. It was not as messy as ordinary boys. He put them neatly. The book was brand-new and looked like a new book. He also put a power bank and headphones. The owner threw in a box of cigarettes and a silver lighter at will. There was nothing else.
Because of the action of taking the book, dye Bai inevitably leaned over and drew closer to Chu Xu who was leaning there.
Chu Xu half hung his eyelids, motionless and scattered, looking at the boy close at hand.
Just now, the faint fragrance is a little more obvious, like the year-round snow on the snow mountain, lingering in the air with strange temperature.
He could see each other's clean neckline and clear, meaningful, cold and white side faces.
"If you don't need it, don't ask later." the boy took the book, and the voice line was born with the texture of ice.
At the beginning, the boy who pushed Chu Xu was stunned and almost shouted "brother cow force".
This transfer student is OK.
Just turned around and dared to talk to Chu Xu like that.
Just enough.
A low sneer fell, and the ending was lazy and low, with some mockery. Chu Xu pressed the boy's thin wrist, and the touch and bone under his fingertips were clear, "is one book enough, don't take more?"
He said lazily, "hmm? This transfer student."
The young man had no waves and waves. He was too calm and indifferent. He collided with his eyes and suppressed his deep indifference.
Chu Xu stared at him for two seconds. When his eyes were opposite, he felt a sense of tit for tat oppression.
But he soon released his hand again, and his smile completely converged. Lengyan pushed the people away, and didn't let dye start to open. He took the cigarette and lighter out of the desk hall, blatantly pressed them in his hand, and then turned over directly with one hand on the desktop, moved neatly and left the classroom.
After a short period of silence, the classroom became lively again.
One day, two transfer students came, which is a very new thing. Moreover, one of them has a face of first love and has become their new deskmate.
"Yes, brother." the boy just came up with great interest in teenagers, "which school did you go to before? I haven't heard of you. This face shouldn't be."
The courses between the two schools will deviate to a certain extent, and nearly a month's courses are vacant due to family reasons.
"Other provinces." ran Bai was turning the book, his fingers slender and plain white, and answered two words.
He gave birth to a very delicate but cold face. His temperament was cold and few words. It was really difficult to approach.
But others were in high spirits. There were not a few people around dyed white after class. Several girls frequently looked in the direction of teenagers, quietly red their cheeks and hesitated to come forward.
Zheng Boye's impression of dyeing white is much better than Zhou Cheng. At least the youth can't pick out any uncomfortable places except high and cold.
What's the matter with Gao Leng? If he looks so handsome, he's also Gao Leng!
Zhou Cheng is also talking to people, smiling very lightly and confident: "yes, I was a private high school before, and the first grade is me. These courses seem relatively simple. I don't know how one middle school is, but it's not difficult to just read the textbook."