Why do you have a crush on me again

Chapter 13 I Will Be Thin as Lightning 13

After dinner, Ling Mo and Qu Yun walked back to school.

Although Qu Yun didn't have to follow Ling Mo so hard, Ling Mo was always one meter away from him.

"Hey, you said your dad and my dad are brothers, so you and I are also brothers. Why are you always so far away from me?"

"You're sweating, it smells bad."

Although he said so, Ling Mo's expression was calm, and he didn't feel disgusted.

"...You have a lot of things to do. You hate my saliva, and you hate my sweating. If you squeeze your heart, you will say it's disgusting. I told my mother to prepare a bottle of sixgod for me!"

"what is that?"

"Can you speak English well, Liushen Hualushuier!" Qu Yun rolled his eyes.

Back at school, as soon as Ling Mo sat down in his seat, a small note was passed to him. When he opened it, it should be written by a girl: Li Yuanhang threw away your Chinese books.

Ling Mo looked at the note, raised his eyebrows slightly, and opened his schoolbag to take a look. Sure enough, the Chinese documents were gone.

"What's wrong?" Qu Yun came over and asked.

"It's nothing." Ling Mo still didn't intend to say anything.

"You are really boring." Qu Yun took the small note on Ling Mo's desk over, completely ignoring Ling Mo's eyes saying that he was "presumptuous", anyway, Master Qu is happy.

"God is blind! This Li Yuanhang must have had an unhappy childhood, why is the shadow area so big? What should you do?"

Their Chinese teacher is an old lady who is about to retire. She is very serious, but sometimes very strict.

If there are students who do not bring their textbooks, it means that their learning attitude is not correct, and they will be punished to stand in the back.

Li Yuanhang did this because he wanted to see Ling Mo stand still.Childish and boring.But it's a pity that he is at an immature and boring age.

"How to do?"

"I said it's okay, I'll take care of it myself."

"Did anyone see where it was thrown? I'll go and find it for you."

"No, I'll let Li Yuanhang look for it." Ling Mo said flatly.

Qu Yun knew that Ling Mo looked very noble, but in fact he had a bad stomach.

However, he slept with Ling Mo for one night and cultivated a little brotherhood. Although he may have felt it unilaterally, he still refused to let Ling Mo suffer.

The moment the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom door, Qu Yun took out his Chinese book, threw it on Ling Mo's desk as quickly as possible, and then slumped back to his seat.

The Chinese teacher glanced at Qu Yun, and then started the class.

As soon as she said that she had turned the textbook to page 52, she saw that Qu Yun's desk was empty.

The old lady immediately became unhappy: "Mo Xiaobei, where are your textbooks?"

"I forgot home." Qu Yun replied.

Then he got the classic answer, which is: "Why don't you forget your brains at home!"

Everyone laughed.

Li Yuanhang gave Qu Yun a hard look, and said with his mouth: "Fatty man wants you to mind your own business!"

The Chinese teacher said in a deep voice: "Those who don't bring textbooks, go to the back and stand!"

Qu Yun got up without hesitation and walked to the back.

What he didn't expect was that Ling Mo also stood up, walked to the back, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Qu Yun.

His face was still so restrained, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

The Chinese teacher raised his glasses and showed a surprised expression.

"Ling Mo, don't you have a Chinese textbook on your desk? What's going on?"

Qu Yun was even more depressed, and said in a low voice: "You can't be so unwilling to accept other people's kindness, are you... Is it interesting for two people to stand together?"

Ling Mo's back was still so straight, and his voice always had an inexplicable feeling.

"The books on my desk belong to Mo Xiaobei. I taught him math, and he just wants to help me."

The Chinese teacher glanced at Qu Yun: "Mo Xiaobei, is that so?"

Before Qu Yun could speak, Ling Mo said again: "His name is still written on the side of the book."

The teacher looked at it, and it really was.

She looked at Ling Mo again and said, "Then where is your book? Where did it go?"

Ling Mo was silent for two seconds, and said in a moderate voice, "My book is at Li Yuanhang's."

Li Yuanhang copied Ling Mo's homework again, and even hit Ling Mo, almost all the teachers in the grade office knew about it.

When the Chinese teacher heard this, he felt that Li Yuanhang was bullying again.

"I didn't take your book!" Li Yuanhang said at the top of his voice.

"Then whose book is in your hand?" Ling Mo asked back.

"Of course the book in my hand is mine." Li Yuanhang raised his chin and said.

Qu Yun was a little dizzy, which song was Ling Mo singing?

"Your? Why is my name written on the side of your book?" Ling Mo asked coolly.

"This..." Li Yuanhang was speechless for a while.

In addition to the front of the book, everyone likes to write their names on the side of the book.

Li Yuanhang tore off the lining page with Ling Mo's name on the front of the book, and signed Li Yuanhang's name on the catalog page.

"This is my book. It's also my name! You must have written it while I wasn't looking!"

When Li Yuanhang yelled like this, the Chinese teacher couldn't tell the difference.

At this time, Chu Ning, the English class representative, tilted her head and looked at it, and said, "Your language book? Why did I see that the notes in it are all written by Ling Mo! Your handwriting looks like a dog, so it's not so good-looking." !"

After hearing this, the Chinese teacher opened the book and looked at it. Sure enough, the notes written by Ling Mo could be seen on the blank side of the first 30 pages.

Ling Mo will not be like other children, who hastily jotted down what the teacher said and wrote on the blackboard. His notes are based on his own memory and understanding.

"Li Yuanhang, tell me, did Ling Mo take your lessons for you? Why are your textbooks filled with Ling Mo's notes?"

Li Yuanhang stood there stupidly, unable to utter a word.

"God is blind... What's going on here?" Qu Yun leaned in Ling Mo's direction, but Ling Mo didn't intend to answer.

But Li Yuanhang was about to collapse.

"Li Yuanhang, it's fine if you don't bring textbooks to class, but take other students' textbooks! Go stand behind me!" The Chinese teacher clapped her hands hard on the podium.

The old lady was very angry.

Because some time ago, Li Yuanhang always said that he had cramp in his calf, Chen Li guessed that his son was going to grow up, so he boiled bone soup, brought it to Li Yuanhang's room at night, and asked him to eat in the room.

Who knew that Li Yuanhang accidentally spilled the bowl, and the bone soup was spilled on the table, which just wetted the Chinese textbook.

Li Yuanhang wiped it for a long time, but the textbook was still wrinkled, so he took advantage of Ling Mo's laundry time to change his textbook with Ling Mo's.

Later Ling Mo found out, so he took his textbook to find Li Yuanhang.

Who knows that Chen Li heard it, and came back to the set of "Yuanhang is the younger brother, let him go. And you take good notes, let Yuanhang take a look. When Yuanhang's book is finished, I will change it back."

Then, it never came back.

Li Yuanhang was not reconciled to being punished, and immediately said: "Teacher, this book was mine before, but I exchanged it with Ling Mo! In the end, I exchanged his book, but he didn't bring mine."

"Then why did you exchange books with Ling Mo?" Chen Qiao, who was in the back row, continued to make trouble without losing face.

"Because...because..."

Of course, you can't say that if your book is dirty, you will corrupt Ling Mo's book.

Li Yuanhang followed what Chen Li said: "Because Ling Mo's notes are good, I'll take a look at them instead!"

"But it's already class, why don't you return his book? Could it be that you were scribbling in Ling Mo's book, and Ling Mo took good notes for you in your book!" Chu Ning Because of her good grades, this little girl has always had a sense of superiority, and she is also the master who seals her throat when she stabs people.

Moreover, Li Yuanhang was always bragging in front of her, saying how Ling Mo listened to his mother at their house, and was ordered around by him. She had long been dissatisfied.

Liu Meng, the representative of the Chinese class, also spoke: "When I was reading this morning, I clearly saw Ling Mo bring out the Chinese textbook. When he left school at noon, Ling Mo didn't carry his schoolbag back, so his Chinese textbook should be in In school."

Isn't Liu Meng's words implying that Li Yuanhang stole Ling Mo's book?

Qu Yun looked completely surprised.

Ling Mo is a good student, Chu Ning is also a good student, and Liu Meng is also a good student.The power of a group of good students is enormous.

The Chinese teacher picked up the textbook on Li Yuanhang's desk, put it on Ling Mo's desk, and said, "Come back."

Then he turned his head and pointed at Li Yuanhang and said, "Go to the back row and reflect on yourself! Tomorrow, honestly, bring your own textbook to class! If you do these crooked things in the future, don't come to school again!"

Li Yuanhang's eyes were red, tears were about to fall out, and he looked like "the teacher wronged me, everyone wronged me".

When Li Yuanhang stood side by side with him in the back row, Qu Yun felt a different kind of refreshment in his heart, and once again deflated a small firework.

At this time, the Chinese teacher raised his head and glanced at Qu Yun.

Qu Yun immediately became a little excited.

Teacher let me go back to my seat!I have a Chinese textbook!

Who knew that the old lady said: "Mo Xiaobei, although you brought your textbooks, and you gave Ling Mo your own books because of the feelings of classmates, but this is still an act of deceiving the teacher, and you will be fined to stand behind for half the class." .”

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Qu Yun's heart was broken.

The old lady really made him stand for half the class before returning to his seat, and the soles of his feet could hardly hold up.

The moment he sat down, Qu Yun let out a sigh. After all, Li Yuanhang was worse than him, wasn't he?

The author has something to say: DAY13

Qu Yun: You are too bad!Don't tell me the truth!

Ling Mo: If I told you the truth, you would only focus on watching Li Yuanhang get embarrassed, and you wouldn't treat me well.

Qu Yun: I share half of your bed!You get half of what you eat!Mom and Dad will give it to you soon!not enough?

Ling Mo: It's enough to give you all to me.