The whole school is eating our CP

Chapter 11

Probably because her parents are used to seeing businessmen, Yan Ying's pure instinctive reaction, she also pretended to be a freshman to watch adultery in No. 26 recently, and added a few freshman groups. Her brother Xiaoyu is very popular, and the market price should also be high.

She gave Yan Xiu a relative discount, a library in exchange for her chance of admission.

She was thinking beautifully, but was interrupted mercilessly by Yan Xiu: "Forget it."

"Don't, brother." Yan Ying was poked by her mother, and immediately pulled over, muttered something petty, and took out her mobile phone and stuffed it.

Yu Sui's WeChat account on Yan Ying's phone is different from the one Zheng Zian gave, but the avatars are a couple.Many people have the habit of using matching avatars for their large and small accounts. Seeing this, Yan Xiu reckoned that the account given by Zheng Zian was also correct.

He changed his avatar by accident, and even changed the reason for adding it to the general public's hello.

This time the passing speed was very fast, as if the opposite party was playing with a mobile phone.

[You and Canned Yuxian have become friends and can start chatting. ]

The automatic reply on the other side was mediocre, and a message was followed immediately.

[Hello]

Yan Xiu also replied: [Hello]

Then there is no follow-up.

The young master probably didn't know what to reply, and Yan Xiu didn't know what to talk about either.Even Jia Yusui is just to give Chen Jianni an attitude that I have tried my best.

Fortunately, Yu Sui seems to have a lot of friends, and he didn't care about this person who didn't know when to add him.

He was just a stranger added by accident. If there is no accident, this person will become a member of the dead body list. One day in the future, Yu Sui suddenly remembers to clean up the list and invite him out.

"My youngest son is different from his older brothers and sisters." Yu Jingyuan couldn't help but bury him again while chatting.

"My eldest took part in competitions every year when he was in school, and we didn't have to worry about the grades of the second when he was studying."

"The third child has his own mind, and he knew what he was going to do early on. My mother and I have never bothered about them."

"Just the youngest son, perverted and ignorant, coaxed to grow up to sixteen or seventeen years old, more and more outrageous, and usually don't like to talk..."

Regardless of other things, the parents at this table are always very talkative when talking about their children. Tang Ying also frowned and joined the discussion: "My son is not talkative, but he is very sensible."

Yan Xiu left early.

A person came out from behind, and Yan Xiu recognized it as Yu Liao who was with Yu Jingyuan just now, the two of them had just greeted each other.

In fact, the relationship between Yu Liao and Yu Sui can be seen from the facial features, but the temperament is not the same at all.

Yu Liao cut to the chase and said, "I got news that you and my brother will be in the same class in the future."

Yan Xiu didn't respond, his meager gaze fell on his face, passing behind his ear, as if distracted.

Yu Liao frowned slightly: "My brother is still young and not very sensible."

Yan Xiu: "..."

He always felt that this family was weird, he paused, and said quietly: "Your dad seemed to say in it just now that he is already old and not sensible."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiu stopped, and gave Yu Lia a look for his own experience.

Yu Liao reckoned that his words were so smooth that he couldn't come back for a while.Anyway, Yan Xiu didn't understand what Yu Liao wanted to do from Yu Liao's contradictory words until he left.

He originally thought that Uncle Yu and Yu Liao wanted him to take care of Yu Sui in school this time, but he didn't think it was a big deal for such a family relationship.

But they always maintained a determined attitude, as if they were sure that Yu Sui would get into trouble at school, they wanted to teach him a lesson, but also believed that he could not bear any blow.

Yan Xiu had never raised a younger brother, let alone a son, so he couldn't empathize with him.He thought of that fair and clean young master, clasped his hands together to please him, and thought casually, he was quite good at acting like a baby.

The holidays passed by in a flash, and Yu Sui had been fishing in troubled waters for two months, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly felt guilty.

He is still standing still, not making any progress, and he is still the salty fish that his brother hates his sister.

Yu Sui counted the money. He didn't spend much on food, and his daily expenses were very low. With Yang Feiwen's help, he had 500 yuan left.

The bag of ingredients I bought in the supermarket a long time ago ended up in the trash can. My cousin said that the batch of things he bought could not be used.

Yu Sui counted, picked out a red one, and went to the supermarket to buy a batch of ingredients.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Sui succeeded again in his second challenge.

Even though he bought all the tools this time, he didn't expect that in addition to peeling radishes and tomatoes, he also had to peel garlic.

"Oh, do you need to blanch and peel the shallot?" The young master had already given up in his heart, and crawled back to the bed slowly.

He put the mobile phone flat on the bed, and bowed three times to the mobile phone with a sense of ritual.

The lazy voice on the other end read the tedious procedures, and said with a long-sighted look: "That's enough, no need to pray, find a runner to take me home."

Yu Sui: "Thank you brother."

When it was over, he sighed again.

"I'm tired of being idle for a long time, and I'll be fine when school starts." Yan Wuyan touched Yu Sui's head and patted him, "Okay, wash your hands and eat."

"Yu Sui, you are moaning without illness." Su Su passed by him holding a bowl, "You are as hypocritical as a great poet."

"How pretentious is the great poet? Don't call me by my name, I'm your brother too." Yu Sui walked slowly behind him, wrapped around Yan Wuyan, and said lazily, "Brother, do the math for me, I I feel that the start of school is going to be uneven, and my eyelids keep twitching."

"Five hundred at a time." Yan Wuyan didn't blink.

This was deliberately pinching Yu Sui seven inches, and Yu Sui followed up unhurriedly: "After school starts, transfer you a thousand, and you count it twice for me."

"..."

Yan Wuyan was so entangled by him that he washed his hands and came out, pushed Yu Sui to sit down in his seat: "For once, you have a noble person when you start school."

Young Master Yu was stunned: "More expensive than me?"

Susu held the bowl and raised her head and laughed.

Yan Wuyan thought for a while: "Almost, brother from your family."

Brother Shijia couldn't figure it out, obviously he got the news from somewhere.

"Oh--"

Yu Suidun lost interest, and rubbed Susu's hairy head in boredom: "I just lack a younger brother."

Before returning to school, Yu Sui went home.

When he left, Yu Sui gave the batch of electrical appliances to the scrap collector downstairs, and bought three boxes of drinks with the money in exchange for the three uncles who had been sitting on the park chairs downstairs for two full months.

The boy dragged his suitcase and passed by them, and said hello seriously: "Thank you."

Three: "..."

The Yu family was no different from the past, when Yu Sui came back in broad daylight, his father and Yu Liao, Yu Zhenyusi were not there.

Yu Sui said hello to his aunt and the housekeeper, and unexpectedly saw his mother who rarely went out.

"Are you back?" Yuan Yu was just as lazy as Yu Sui, with his arms pressed against the handrail of the spiral staircase, and asked in a soft voice: "How is Australia? Is it fun? Why have I been here for two months and haven't seen anything?" What about black?"

Yu Sui: "..."

How did he know that Yu Si arranged for him to go to Australia.When the young master came back, he brought an empty suitcase with him. He kicked the suitcase down the stairs and said in a foolish way, "It rains every day, but the sun doesn't come out."

Yang Feiwen poked Yu Sui's chat box that day: Sui'er, I'm nervous.

Yu Sui replied: Don't be nervous

The classification results will be announced soon, and Yu Sui remembered that Yang Feiwen was talking about being in the same class as him, and he was in a state of confusion.

Yu Sui thought about it and sent again: The probability of the two of us being in the same class is above 60.00%, and we have passed the passing line.

It doesn't matter if you are not there, there is a high probability that you are still in the same dormitory.

At that time, Yu Sui was on the way to school, sitting on the seat crookedly like a boneless man, listening to Uncle Dolly's reading about the traffic jam, and refreshing the news on Moments.

The classmates were so excited that they even forgot to bring their schoolbags and wore the wrong socks when they got up in the morning and went out in the morning. They had to solemnly post to Moments, chatting about their unaccustomed to the start of school.

The young master nodded and typed, but before he could send that sentence, a new message from Yang Feiwen popped up on the interface.

-I'm nervous, can't we both be in the same class?

-I'm nervous that you and the minister can't be in the same class!

Yu Sui froze, and angrily threw two rows of question marks.

Yang Feiwen threw it at him with a face full of hahaha.

Then they threw out two more photos, which were taken at the school gate, all in school uniforms, and they couldn't tell who they were unless they looked carefully.

Yang Feiwen: The minister is here!

Yang Feiwen: The minister left again!

Yang Feiwen: Where are you, Dad!

Yu Sui ignored the first two and took a picture of the busy traffic outside the window: You send a helicopter to pick me up.

Later, probably because the class schedule came out, Yang Feiwen didn't reply to the message.

When Young Master Yu arrived at the school leisurely, it happened to catch up with the heat.

Circle after circle of people surrounded the shift table, and from time to time, one or two shouts broke out.

"Is there someone in the student union this year? It's worth it..."

"Won my heart."

The young master stood lazily behind those two grumbling classmates, holding his schoolbag, lazily.

Too many people, don't want to squeeze.

Until the two students in front of them suddenly turned their heads and saw the white and glowing boy under the tree.

"Yu Sui, where are you?" Ai Ai said during her period.

Her cheeks were flushed and she was sweating.Yu Sui handed over a tissue and smiled politely: "Thank you."

Seeing her looking around, Yu Sui inexplicably felt that she was looking for Yan Xiu: "He's not here."

The girl laughed and said embarrassedly: "I know, I know."

Yu Sui roughly counted according to the direction the girl was pointing, probably Wen San Class.

As long as you know it, Young Master Yu ran away from this place of right and wrong, who knew that just after turning a corner, he met the head of the Disciplinary Inspection Department who was leaning on the railing in the teaching building and looking down.

He forcibly changed the direction of his footsteps, and turned to the classification board of Wen San's class as if nothing had happened.

That place is ranked higher, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be so many people all the time.

Yu Sui walked in slowly, and it was unobstructed.

"You're here." Yang Feiwen squeezed into the crowd, his voice distorted for some reason.

Yu Sui raised his eyes and saw his name at a glance.

It's not because of how sensitive he is to his name, it's just because of that pink heart.

On the black-and-white class schedule, two names were properly circled in pink hearts, and Zhou Zheng was ambiguous.

And Yu Sui's name was Yan Xiu.

Day Anyan, people wood rest.

Yu Sui:? ? ?