lure you mark

Chapter 1

In the middle of the night before returning to school in the third year of high school, a certain 99+ campus group was very lively---

[Warning: Going back to school tomorrow, please squat down to eat melons]

[Flies rub their hands, I've been waiting for a long time!]

[Does anyone still remember the sentence that Big Brother A left before the summer vacation!!]

[Remember +1, Big Brother O's face turned cold after listening to it, like a dark shark]

[Then it was a holiday, as if it was serialized, and tomorrow I finally have to wait until the new chapter is updated! ]

[Blood book asks, what did boss A say]

[Leave it downstairs for answer]

[He said "Your pheromones are about minus 18 degrees cold air"]

[wow]

[Wow +2]

[Wow, +3, could boss A be right? ]

[Who knows, how can anyone dare to step up to the existence of such aloofness as Mr. O]

[Big Brother A]

[Big Brother A +1]

[Big Brother A +2]

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night at this moment, but there was a lot of joy in the campus group, as if there were still 49 days before the start of school.

--

The next day.

The classroom was noisy, and the students laughed and reported to each other about their summer vacation itinerary, how much they ate, how much they gained, and what level they broke in the game.

Under all kinds of pleasantries, the only thing everyone has in common is that the summer homework is all brand new, as if it was just received that day.

Not even the name on the cover.

In the back row of the classroom, Qi Zheng was sitting against the wall and reading a novel with his head down. His long eyelashes drooped, casting a few shadows around his eyes. Place it at the corner of the page, waiting to turn the page at any time.

According to the school's regulations, the clean white uniform on his body was left unbuttoned, and the edge of the collar was close to the skin. Looking up, the line of his neck was thin and slender.

Fan Zhang just finished chatting with other people about a horror movie he watched the day before yesterday, and he came over and put a thick homework book on his desk, and said, "Everyone is finished watching, let me return it to you, and some of them asked me to bring it back to you." Thank you, saying that they will light a match every day, wishing your life will never be hindered, and another classmate said that he would make a wish to the stars every day before going to bed, wishing you a smooth and long life.”

Qizheng's expression didn't change at all, and he ignored the long string of absurd and funny words of thanks, and just said, "Did they remember to change the answers to a few questions, and they won't let me get caught causing trouble."

Fan Chi hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, everyone has carefully edited it, so I can't see the source."

One of the skills of high school students is the copying industry chain formed independently throughout the year without communication.

The kung fu of copying the answers is so good that the whole article looks like I wrote it myself. In fact, I didn't even read half of the questions carefully.

Qizheng nodded, and casually opened the workbook on the table. He had finished writing this thing two days before the summer vacation. It has been a long time since now, and he had lost all memory of the topics in it, so he flipped through it casually. .

Unexpectedly, the page he opened was so just right, with some handwriting that didn't belong to him printed on it.

That line of black pen and ink wrote --- "I didn't expect the first grade to be quite scribbled"

A dozen or so characters were stretched across the top like this, and the order of the fluttering strokes was three times messier than his characters!

The corners of Qizheng's mouth twitched instantly, and he asked, "Has this workbook been passed on to other classes?"

He knew whose handwriting it was.

This man has done this more than once!

Fan Chi stretched his neck to look at the notebook, then he was startled, and said hesitantly: "Indeed, indeed, it has been passed on, and it was just passed on from another class half an hour ago..."

The copying chain of their grade is perfectly coordinated. Not only is the division of subjects clear, the rotation of the class is orderly, everyone will also set a time for themselves, copy a copy within a few minutes, and continue to pass it on. In short, the formation Can't be messed up!

Qizheng's biology workbook is one of them. In addition, there are his English test papers and Chinese reading books, all of which are at the top of the copying industry chain.

But the other two subjects, math lecture notes and chemistry problems are...

Qizheng suddenly picked up the novel on his lap, and slammed it onto the table with force, the movement was so big that even the watch hanging on his thin wrist shook violently, then he got up and walked to the front row of the classroom , the pace seems to be unhurried, and the back even reveals a calm.

Near the middle row.

A few students were gathered around a row of tables and chairs, while lowering their heads and struggling to copy.

"36 pages, the first question, from top to bottom is BACDC...C..."

The person on the far left was reading the answers, while the other three filled in the blanks with what they heard as if they were taking a listening test, and sometimes pretended to make two wrong questions. reality!

Just when they were happily dictating to the last page, the notebook of the student on the left was suddenly taken away. Everyone exclaimed instantly, but they immediately silenced when they saw the person coming.

Because they just finished another hearing test in the morning, and they were reading the biology workbook of the person in front of them.

It's like death!With just a few questions, they will be able to successfully complete the industry chain!

Qizheng glanced at the notebook in his hand, didn't even read the name on the cover, and only left a sentence: "I took this away."

Then he turned around and went back to the row, leaving the rest of the students stunned in place.

After returning to his seat, he immediately opened it vigorously, and it was written in the owner's handwriting, which was filled with the correct chemical answers. Qi Zheng took the pen with his long fingers calmly --- and then wrote vigorously with an unmatched force: "This It's called scribbled"

The five words are flying like dragons and phoenixes, forming a ball, completely occupying the entire page, completely covering the titles of the two major questions.

It is comparable to the stream of consciousness crazy grass!

He handed the notebook to Fan Chi who was at the side, and said, "Give it back to him for me."

Then he picked up the novel on the table again, leaned back against the wall and continued to read, continuing from the page he had just stopped reading, as if nothing happened just now.

Fan Chi could only hold the homework book dumbfounded, shouting in his heart that this thing is a hot potato!

...

10 minute later.

in another class.

Someone in the last row was lazily resting his chin on one hand, looking at the chemistry problem that had just been sent back.

Due to his height, he stretched out his long legs to the middle of the aisle as a stretch, sitting in a leisurely and casual posture, and the uniform buttons on his body were also buttoned up very casually, and the two buttons below the neck were not buttoned. It is not difficult to see the solidity inside the open neckline line.

With a lazy smile, Lu Chen flipped through the notebook on the desk to a certain page.

There was chaos on it, and just five words filled the whole page.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened. It seemed...someone was really angry this time, and the font of the reply became more chaotic and bigger each time.

The boy in the front of the bird's nest head turned around, and was about to borrow an excuse to copy, but he saw the handwriting out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help being surprised: "My god, the more you write in the exchange diary, the more crazy it is!"

Wei Ling's eyes widened. The page in front of him was completely unrecognizable, and it was drawn with a red pen.

Lu Chen still smiled leisurely, and said indifferently: "It seems that he put a lot of emotion in writing the diary."

Wei Ling: "You didn't invite him to write it first."

The homework of these two people is passed around by the whole grade from time to time, which can be called the top of the industry chain, and the source of this farce is that Lu Chen copied the biology workbook once, and when he was bored, he wrote it in Qizheng's notebook. I wrote a sentence casually, how would I know that the next time my notebook is passed back, there will be another sentence on it.

Lu Chen said lazily: "It seems that we have a good understanding, and he replied every time."

Wei Ling always said that this mode is no different from exchanging diaries, but the content seems to be provocative, and the handwriting seems to be casting a curse.

He thought the other party was very interesting, and he could still write such wild cursive handwriting under a cold and indifferent temperament.

"So what is the content of the diary you two exchanged today?" Wei Ling looked at the diary on the desktop twice, and found that he couldn't tell what Qi Zheng wrote.

Lu Chen smiled lazily: "He thought my handwriting was beautiful, so he decided to give me a compliment."

Wei Ling realized with a face, nodded to show that he fully understood, then looked at the whole piece of ghost symbols, and said cheerfully: "You two actually compliment each other, this kind of unwavering friendship is really enviable!"

He carefully read the page that seemed to be covered with spells, every trace of messy strokes on it revealed true feelings, and he couldn't help admiring the beauty of friendship again.

After all, after the whole grade's copying homework, only the two of them will comment on each other's handwriting.

Still smiling, Lu Chen handed him the homework book, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle on the table with one hand, and drank it with his head up.

On the front stage, the teacher is announcing the class division matters.

But almost no one among the students listened attentively, and the backs of each of them seemed very determined. After all, the order of the industrial chain happened to be their turn, so they had to finish it quickly, so as not to delay the next class!

Until the lunch break, those workbooks that didn't even have a dent on the cover were finally filled with answers, whether it was English, mathematics, Chinese, biochemistry, physics, history, geography, everything was fine!

Even the composition is a version that a classmate is responsible for finding online. There are 18 briefcases in total. They are copied and copied by everyone in turn.

Although today is the last day back to school, it is reasonable to face it with the most relaxed mood, but the school chose to announce the class placement news at [-] pm. Everyone is looking forward to this matter and afraid of getting hurt, so I'm afraid that the person in my class is someone who doesn't like it in the corridor, or someone who grabs food in the cafeteria.

The lunch break, which was supposed to be quiet, was spent in the noise and chaos of the whole grade who thought they were whispering.

Some students also carefully listed a row of ranking lists, which are "willing classmate" and "unwilling classmate". The formal one is like a thesis report, and even uses various pens and waters to draw key points.

And those who have already finished the order of volunteers in their hearts sneaked down their mobile phones in the drawer and entered a certain campus group marked with 99+——

#School Warm-up Theme: The two bosses seem to be stepping on the spot, and the back-to-school day is full of conflicts!

[Is the topic initiator a rapper? ?speak with rhyme]

[When I just copied the chemistry book... the picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it directly]

[As if I missed the whole world, what conflict? ]

[In short, stream-of-consciousness wild grass combined with nitrogen, helium, hydrogen and oxygen is a proper conflict beauty]

[Go back upstairs, even if you haven't seen each other all day, you still have to crush each other's conflicts in the air]

[I saw it! Boss A flipped through the book, read it for a long time, and still had a bright smile on his face]

[I saw it too, Mr. O looked at his biology workbook, his face was so cold that he would break your neck in the next second]

[! ?Are you talking about the same thing? ]

[Yes, you miss the whole world just like above, please go out and turn left]

[I won't listen I won't listen I won't listen, I command you to speak now!!]

[Tell you, tell you, tell you, the boss can curse each other even for summer homework]

[A newcomer asks, do the conversations in this group even have to rhyme!]

[Of course not, as long as the way you speak is sincere]

[Yes, but it doesn’t have to please everyone]

[…Does it really not need to rhyme? ]

[Really, classmate, you have to believe it]

[Well, in short, you can speak according to your heart]

[......]

[No, I beg someone to speak personally, what is the conflict between the bosses! ? ]

[It’s not classmate A, why haven’t you gone out and turned left? ]

In the 99+ campus group, the first day back to school was full of enthusiasm, and the screen was like washing.

...

First class in the afternoon.

The sun is high on the playground.

In the last few minutes before the end of class, Qizheng quickly dodged the opponent after receiving the ball. The opponent's classmates just saw his cold face passing by, and then his own defense was easily bypassed, so he could only stand in the original position. Sadly, I couldn't block this last blow.

But Qizheng saw that he was still some distance away from the basket, but the clock was ticking, so he jumped up on the spot and swung his arms towards the circle five feet in front of him. The bell rang on time too!

The students watching from the sidelines immediately burst into cheers, and even the members of the enemy team watched the closing goal excitedly.

In the middle of the field, Qizheng didn't stop, and stepped forward to pick up the dropped ball.

Suddenly, another ball flew straight over his head, a parabola that perfectly connected the two sides of the court, one end and one end, and then swished across the basket and went into the hole in the same way.

When everyone saw this scene, they all gasped suddenly, and turned their heads to look at the source of the basketball in a very tacit understanding, causing the whole row of people to look extremely neat, but full of funny, as if they were controlled by a machine.

A very tall figure was standing on the court next door, his arms were slowly lowered, and the curve of his lips was raised.

That expression was exactly the same as when he looked at the cursive handwriting in the morning...lazy and skinny!

Perfectly embodies the ballistic aura.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, the two will face each other head-on!

Daily update at 18:00 on time / Absolutely sweet to the heart, hilarious to the corners of the mouth

-----Qiuqiu Kangkang new advance receipt-----

"The whole rivers and lakes watch the demon king and the immortal king fall in love"

1.

Ji Lan passed through the book overnight and became the immortal protagonist in the fairy tale. His lifelong ambition is to let the evil, charming and maddened Demon Venerable die under the sword.

Unexpectedly, it is difficult to kill the enemy, and it is even more difficult to save the common people. The most difficult thing is... the original author also let two people who have a hatred against each other stay in the same room every night.

Ji Lan: It's like a pill.

As the most bloody existence in the Tao, Yin Yuxuan's usual interest is to watch the appearance of the original master Xianzun being humiliated, not only imprisoning the other party, but also under house arrest in his own palace.

So every night after Ji Lan crossed, she was forced to have the same time with the Demon Lord.bed.common.pillow.

2.

Well, now that the household registration has been moved here, Ji Lan intends to save herself.

Forced to be imprisoned in the hall of the demon king?He gritted his teeth and pretended to live in a five-star hotel.

Forced to have a new roommate who will kill him / be arrogant / act ghostly at any time?

He had to... try to deal with his new roommate.

Ji Lan: This villain has something to say.

Why don't you discuss it, how can you not kill me?

3.

Unexpectedly, the favorability has been overwhelmed, and something is not quite right with a certain world-renowned devil.

When Ji Lan's black satin-like long hair was scattered on the pillow, and her elegant white clothes were spread on the quilt, her face gradually turned red as the person beside her approached.

He bit his lip and said, "You...don't be too presumptuous..."

Yin Yuxuan smiled: "Is this presumptuous? Later, there will be more presumptuous ones for you to see."

"You and I have different paths, please respect yourself."

The other party smiled lowly: "You are right, although we have different paths, we can return together on the couch."

Ji Lan: ...! ! ?

-----My Ended Tanmei Essay-----

The hilarious campus of fancy CP → "The whole grade is craving our CP"

The lingering and intense ancient drama → "Brother Qing Leng is always itching for me"

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