[Parkour is an extre, unbelievable sport. With parkour skills, you can easily hide your uniqueness. Most importantly, parkour can help you a lot in the early stages, greatly reducing risks.]
Bi Xia nodded lightly, ’I understand what you are saying, and I am very interested in parkour. Don’t worry, I will learn it well.’
[Good,] 007 said happily.
Just as Bi Xia was about to respond, a white ball of paper suddenly appeared in front of him. He frowned slightly and turned to look at the culprit.
He saw the culprit looking at him expectantly and pointing at the crumpled paper. Bi Xia rolled his eyes with a cold face, then put down his book and opened the paper.
—— What is the next class?
Bi Xia: ...
He handed the paper back to Xu Renfei and directly threw him the course schedule given by the horoom teacher, signaling him to look at it himself.
Seeing that this approach didn’t work, Xu Renfei’s eyes turned, and he continued to write on the paper: ’Little Jiu Jiu~~ I am Seventh Brother.’
Seeing this, Bi Xia turned his head to look at Xu Renfei, then what?
Then?! Xu Renfei quickly took back the paper and continued to write: ’You can call Brother Qi~’
Bi Xia pulled the corner of his mouth, too lazy to look at Xu Renfei, thinking that his ntality was not as mature as his own, yet he wanted to be called brother. Ridiculous.
Seeing through Bi Xia’s thoughts, 007 smiled with a certain aning, yet tried to hold back its emotions, pretending to be indifferent, and asked: [The Lord doesn’t like calling Xu Renfei Brother Qi? So why does he call Qin Zhan Fourth Brother?]
Without even thinking about it, Bi Xia directly replied: ’No reason.’
[But there must be a reason.] 007 planned to get to the bottom of it.
’Maybe because he is Qin Zhan...’ Bi Xia murmured, ’He makes feel comfortable, not uncomfortable.’
After hearing this, 007 kept silent. What Bi Xia didn’t know was that 007 was currently hiding in its nest, covering its mouth and laughing. As for what it was laughing about, probably only it knew.
At this mont, another piece of paper was passed over. Bi Xia opened it and saw that it was not Xu Renfei’s handwriting, but another person’s. Looking up, he saw ng Luo sitting in front of Xu Renfei, winking at him before turning back.
Looking down, ng Luo’s handwriting was elegant and beautiful, unique to won from Jiangnan, unlike Xu Renfei’s flamboyant style.
—— What are you guys playing?
Shaking his head helplessly, Bi Xia picked up the pen and replied: Asking a stupid. fool.
ng Luo was initially stunned to see Bi Xia reply to her in this way. She didn’t expect him to respond without the celebrity-like distance and reverence. Although they were the sa age, such a response could easily be seen as rude, but ng Luo felt comfortable and at ease.
Gradually savoring the three characters Bi Xia wrote, she smiled softly. Stupid. fool. Weren’t they referring to Xu Renfei?
Thinking about it, she playfully handed the paper back intact to Xu Renfei, who was curiously watching the note pass between them, giving him a look to silently comprehend before turning back.
Seeing ng Luo handing him the paper, Xu Renfei quickly opened it and was stunned to see the three characters. Stupid. fool... Could it be referring to him?
Damn it!
Xu Renfei slapped the table and jumped up, shouting, "Am I the stupid. fool?!"
ng Luo burst out laughing, Bi Xia rolled his eyes, "You admitted it yourself, I can’t help it."
"Hahahahaha!" ng Luo finally couldn’t hold it in anymore, patting the table and laughing.
The classmates, who hadn’t reacted at first, were stunned, then laughed along. Despite his thick skin, Xu Renfei couldn’t help but blush, even more than when he almost fell earlier.
He awkwardly snorted and sat back in his chair, "It’s class ti, what’s so funny!"
The subject teacher: ...
Turns out you do know it’s class ti...
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