Chapter 7

Then, she walked straight to the last row, threw her schoolbag on the table, opened the chair and sat lazily.

Ignoring the people's eyes, he took out the earphone, put it in his ear, and then put the hat on his head. He buried himself on the desk, and there was no more movement.

By the window, there is a breeze.

Xia Beiqing looks at the girl lying next to him, arousing a smile of great interest.

My sister-in-law is in the same class as him.

That's interesting

He reached out and poked Yunci in the arm.

Yunci raised his head and noticed a young man sitting beside him.

His skin is porcelain white, and his facial features are exquisite. He is wearing a light pink casual shirt, and his collar is wide open, revealing a pair of deep concave clavicles.

Curly hair, golden by the sun, eyelashes long and thick, eyes bright as stars, left ear also wearing a shiny black diamond.

At this moment, he is holding his head and smiling.

In the handsome, there is a hint of sweetness?

"Hello, Yunci. I'm your deskmate."

Yunci didn't bother to talk to him and buried his head again.

Xia Bei didn't care, and continued to say with a smile, "don't you want to know my name?"

Yunci didn't say a word.

"Are you listening to a song? What songs do you listen to? "

Xia Beiqing suddenly pulled out her earphone and put it in her ear, but she was stunned.

There was no sound.

"Well? You're not listening? What are you doing with headphones? "

Yunci raised his head and snatched the earphone from the young man's hand. His eyes were cold. Finally, he could not bear to say: "wearing earphone is that I don't want others to talk to me. It's very noisy."

"Er..."

Xia Beiqing blinks her shining eyes.

Is he being... Connoted?

She is worthy of being a sister-in-law and has a good temper.

He likes it!

Xia Beiqing had no face and no skin with a smile: "since we are all at the same table, how can we get to know each other? Do you usually have any hobbies? Do you like playing games? "

"No play."

"Ah《 You don't play W2? " Xia Beiqing took out his mobile phone and pointed to the icon on the screen: "very hot game."

W2 is the abbreviation of WorldWar, a gun fight game, which is very popular in recent years. Almost everyone loves to play it, and it will hold two international competitions every year.

Xia Beiqing asked again, "do you know Siyue?"

Cloud words are half kowtow eyelids, heard the name, eyes flashed a strange emotion, but fleeting, cold light answer: "I don't know."

"I don't know!"

Xia Beiqing was shocked at first, but then he thought about it.

It's said that my sister-in-law grew up in poor mountainous areas, and the poor are almost gnawing at the bark. I should have never touched a smartphone. No wonder I don't know anything.

Don't like to talk to people, also because of inferiority, right?

What a pity

The more he thought about it, the more distressed he felt, so he tried harder to find the topic.

"Siyue is the national service God of W2. He has won two consecutive international championships. As long as he plays in the game, he is worshipped by tens of thousands of people. Even the news has reported on him, but he never accepts any TV interviews. He is low-key and has no trace. So far, his appearance and gender are a mystery, but I'm not the same..."

Xia Bei tilted his head and said with pride: "I have the contact information of Siyue Dashen, and ah..."

He got to Yunci's ear mysteriously and whispered, "I'm the only disciple of Siyue. Don't tell me. My master won't let me tell anyone!"