CLASSMATES, HELLO!
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Out of fear, Du Wei Hi did not dare to confess honestly but chose to bury the matter in her heart.

Whenever he saw the empty seat in the back, Du Wei Xi always felt very embarrassed, silently praying for Mu Tu Kham to heal quickly. But just thinking that after he recovered, he would definitely return to school to investigate the culprit, but Du Wei Xi humbly pleaded with God to let him recover slowly.

So, while he was still hesitating, a week had passed.

The first lesson this morning was physical education, after the school bell rang, everyone went down to the yard to gather. Du Vi He was walking up the stairs when he discovered that he had forgotten to leave his phone in class. If the dark sports teacher found out that he brought a cell phone to school, he would definitely be punished for running five rounds around the yard. To avoid this bad luck, Du Wei Xi quickly ran back to class to put down her phone.

But as he pushed the classroom door, Du Wei was shocked on the spot - the classroom that was supposed to be empty had a male student sitting inside.

Her eyes were clear and black, her brows were unusually beautiful, her nose was tall and straight, and her lips were rather thin and soft like water. Morning sunlight barged in through the window, covering his entire body with a golden light glittering like the most beautiful painting in the world.

While enjoying her beauty, Du Wei Xi accidentally caught a glimpse of her bandaged left hand, and instantly felt a chill in her heart.

Bandages... Broken bone... Mu Tu Kham!

That person was Mu Tu Kham!

Realizing this terrible thing, Du Wei Hi had a habit of being surprised, immediately lowering her head, about to turn around and come out, when she heard a clear voice asking: "Who are you?".

Yu Wei said to himself in his heart, must be calm, calm, must be calm, calm, calm, a thousand times must be calm. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm a transfer student last week".

Mu Tu Kham nodded, "No wonder I have never seen you."

"Ah", Du Wei Hi was forced to smile, using all her strength to maintain a calm voice, "Sports class is late, I go first".

After saying that, Du Wei Xi turned around and flew out the door.

My God, if he was in the same place as Mu Tu Kham, he would definitely be choked by a deep sense of guilt.

As he turned around, Mu Ziqin slowly, slowly narrowed his eyes.

He thought, this girl who ran backwards looks very familiar, like – dwarf pumpkins hit me and then stepped on two short legs as fast as flying away from the scene!

In an instant, when Yu Wei was walking to the door of the room, she suddenly felt the back of her clothes being pulled and then pulled with strong force and returned to the classroom. After the whirlwind of heaven and earth, he found himself clinging to a wall, and Mu Tu Kham stood right in front of him, a pair of black jade-like eyes firmly controlling him.

Du Vi Hi panicked, couldn't bear the torment in her heart, and shouted: "Sorry, I didn't mean it, please forgive me!".

Hearing that, Mu Tu Kham's eyes sank, "It turns out you already know that you were the one who stabbed me."

Du Wei Xi's entire body was stiff, all of his fur was standing.

Mu Ziqin continued, "If it wasn't for me, you would still continue to pretend nothing happened, right?"

Wei Wei closed her eyes tightly. Shit, this time it's dead!

Mu Tu Kham raised his chin and asked word for word: "Tell me, how should I teach you .. dwarf pumpkin?".

"Sorry, I really didn't mean to stab you." Yu Wei Xi hurriedly pleaded, "For compensation, I can agree to do anything".

Mu Tu Kham frowned, "Dumpling meat, are you serious?".

For his life, Du Wei Xi nodded as if pounding garlic, "That's right! I swear!".

Mu Tu Kham slowly approached her, the corner of her mouth revealing a cruel beautiful smile, "This is what you said".

Broken old is very charming

Seeing this situation, Du Wei Xi's heart skipped a beat and then stopped beating.

She knew that her good high school life from now on was over.

Du Wei He's hunch was very accurate. In order to make up for his mistake, he basically became the servant of Mu Tu Kham.

Every class, he had to carefully copy the lesson for her.

Every time in the middle of the day, he had to rush to buy carbonated soft drinks for her.

Every day after school, he had to sweep the classes for her.

In general, Du Wei He now had to hunt Mu Tu Kham's activities every day.

For these things, Yu Wei thought that a little more effort could be tolerated. Anyway, I broke someone's joint, prayed badly for his hand to recover slowly, and even died refusing to admit it, hiding it to the end, it was a bit excessive.

However, there was one problem that he could not bear, namely Mu Tu Kham changing his nickname every day.

Dwarf squash, meat bun, any kind of elephant leg, inch by inch cut off his pride.

While someone was lamenting his own fate, Mu Tu Kham again stabbed him with a pen from behind, using a tone that did not allow the resistance to order: "Fat girl, hurry up and hold the arithmetic workbook.office for me".

Du Vi Hi reluctantly whispered: "I've said many times, I'm not fat, just a little round."

"Don't say much, let's go." Mo Tu Kham urged.

Du Vi He looked at the towering pile of exercise books on the podium, and asked with a smile: "You're not an arithmetic clerk, why do you have to be in charge of holding a workbook?".

"I don't, but the Law of Pants must." Mu Tu Kham stuck his head to look at the magazine, not even looking up, saying: "He has a job to go to, you're free, help him".

"Then shall I not only serve you, but also serve your good friend?" Du Weixi began to show signs of resistance.

"Bumped". Mu Tu Kham said softly: "Do you still remember this voice?... Cracks, cracks, cracks."

How could Du Weihe not remember the sound of a broken bone, recently appearing frequently in his nightmares.

"Don't add to my guilt." Du Vi He lazily lowered his head and gave up: "I can go."

After saying that, he resignedly climbed onto the podium, struggling to hug a stack of workbooks that were almost taller than himself.

"I'm back." Ngo Luat Quan placed the carbonated drink he had just bought on the table, and as he sat down, he immediately remembered: "That's right, I still have to hold my notebook".

Mu Tu Kham pulled him up and said: "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to help you."

"Who is this?". asked Ngo Luat Quan.

"Of course it's the baby." Mu Tu Kham raised a finger and pointed towards the door.

At this moment, Du Wei Xi was holding a stack of mountain-high workbooks, staggering forward, looking like he was performing in a circus. As her vision was blocked, she hit the door frame again, the pain made her eyes tear up.

"That's blankets". Ngo Luat Quan laughed.

Mu Tu Kham withdrew his gaze and slowly said, "Wait until your hand is broken by him, you won't be able to say that anymore."

"Don't be so petty." Ngo Luat Quan advises: "People have apologized, and every day they follow you to do all kinds of things for you, which are considered penance."

Mu Tu Kham coldly snorted, "If it wasn't for me, he would have kept his crime secret forever, thinking about it, I wanted to cook it to eat it."

"So how long are you going to torture her?" ask Ngo Luat Quan.

Without waiting for Mu Tu Kham to reply, Lam Nhan Ngan's voice sounded in their ears: "You guys are too exaggerated, why collude to bully Wei Xi, letting a schoolgirl hug her heavy notebook?".

After saying that, Lam Nhan Ngan quickly went to help Vi He.

Ngo Luat Quan also followed behind, but said: "Nhan Ngan, let me help you".

Seeing Du Wei Xi outside the classroom door, Mu Tu Kham's starry eyes flashed. He whispered to answer Ngo Luat Quan's last question: "Of course, the longer the better".

After two months of nightmares, Du Wei Xi hoped for the moon and stars, and finally looked forward to the day when Mu Tu Kham's wrist was completely healed.

Then there is no need to listen to his orders anymore! Du Vi He was very excited, and even brought a homemade cake to share with all his classmates to enjoy.

He was immersed in the joy of regaining his freedom when Mu Tu Kham's icy voice said: "What are you saying congratulations?"

Du Vi Hi smiled and flattered: "Yes, we congratulate your wrist for a total recovery".

Lam Nhan Ngan added: "At the same time, I congratulate him for not having to suffer torture and listen to his orders again."

Mu Tu Kham narrowed his eyes, the arch of the corner of his mouth contained danger: "Do I agree with that?".

Clown's heart hangs upside down: "But your hands are gone, you don't need me to do anything for you anymore".

"You really don't need to do the job for me, but," Mu Tu Kham's eyes sparkled evilly, "From today on, you have to help the basketball team."

"What means?". Lam Nhan Ngan did not understand.

Ngo Luat Quan explained to him: "Tzu Kham decided to let Vi Clo be our basketball team assistant".

"But I'm really not interested in overtime!" Du Wei He politely declined.

"Know what?" Mu Tu Kham looked at him and said slowly: "Because of your strong influence, I was unable to participate in the competition, which directly led to the defeat against Kien Trung. As a result, now that we see them as members of our basketball team, we have to take a detour... Tell me, is it true that we should use practical measures to show a little guilt to the whole team? .

Mu Tu Kham said, successfully reviving Du Wei Xi's strong guilt. He thought for a while, thinking that being an assistant on the basketball team was at least easier than being a runner for Mu Tu Kham, so he agreed.

Lam Nhan Ngan pulled Ngo Luat Quan aside and asked in a low voice: "What is the plot of Mu Tu Kham?".

Ngo Luat Quan softly replied: "Lose the match this time, everyone's mood is not good, so someone pointed an arrow at Vi He and said that it was he who killed Tu Kham and was unable to participate in the match. I guess Tu Kham is trying to let Vi Clo get into the net alone, so the basketball team's anger will burn him out as well."

Lam Nhan Ngan sighed: "Choosing him, Wei He is really unlucky".

At this moment, the person who was preparing to take on the role of Du Wei Xi's assistant felt an itchy nose and suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Well, who's talking about me?".

Ngo Luat Quan's prediction was completely correct. Mu Tu Kham really wanted to let the entire basketball team coordinate with him and edit Du Vi He.

But what he did not expect was, this Du Wei Xi did not expect that in less than two or three days, he could face all those angry team members.

Knowing that the oligarchy was coming, all the team members prepared some cold sentences plus some loud jokes. But the first time they met Du Wei Xi, seeing that he was afraid to smile at them, the team members could not get angry. After that, he brought his own homemade cake to bury. When these people saw that they were all eating, they all smiled like flowers, friendly and gathered around him.

After that, every day, Du Wei He made a different breakfast dish to invite guests, a group of people standing in the mountains looking at the mountains like they were bribed. All day around him, praising his skills, calling him cute, calling him the best assistant on a basketball team ever. If he continued to be praised like that, Du Vi He would turn into a little pig flying in the sky.

Mu Tu Kham was uncomfortable with a situation he could not control, so he often took action to correct Du Vi Hie himself.

For example, during the day, the sun was as hot as it wanted to dissolve everything, and the air was as oppressive as sticking paper in people's noses. People walk down the street, their skin all over their bodies will burn.

Even under such dire circumstances, Mo Tu Kham and Ngo Luat Quan were playing basketball on an air-conditioned football field. But Du Weixi was forced to flee to buy drinks for them under the scorching sun.

"It's been a long time since I came back, is this a heat stroke?" Ngo Luat Quan frowned, "Tzu Kham, you are overdoing it this time".

"Thul? The little pig is as strong as a buffalo, it's okay." Mu Tu Kham aimed at the frame of the basket, his fingers moved slightly, the beautiful ball was finished.

"I don't think Vi Clo is ugly, cute, his personality is good, the cake he makes is the best". Ngo Luat Quan advised: "Don't make it difficult for him anymore".

"How about, are you going to ignore Lam Nhan Ngan and chase after Du Wei He?". Mu Tu Kham lightly glanced at his good friend.

Ngo Luat Quan smiled, "Don't worry, I won't give up on Nhan Ngan".

"I really don't understand why you like freaks about marriage?" Mu Tu Kham soared, another beautiful ball fell into the basket.

"I know that myself." Ngo Luat Quan smiled and said: "I said, Tu Kham, you should also have a girlfriend. Miss Nghiem Tieu Tieu College Hall still loves you very much, give gifts all day, let's try and see how it works."

"Not interested". Mu Tu Kham replied weakly.

"It turns out you don't like pretty styles, so try soft and cute styles, like Du Wei He." Ngo Luat Quan winked at Tu Kham.

"That meat bun?" Mu Tu Kham laughed: "I'm not hungry yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ngo Luat Quan quickly blinked his eyes a few times. Mu Tu Kham turned his head to look and discovered that Du Wei Xi had returned to the basketball court for an unknown time.

"Ah, I've bought things." Du Weixi lowered her head and handed the drink bag to Mu Tu Kham, her voice sad.

Just now, he had just wandered around in the bright sunlight, exposed to the sun until dizzy, his chest felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. As a result, he returned to the basketball court and heard that Mu Tu Kham hated him for being a meat bakpao, refusing to interact with him.

Of course, Yu Weixi was not disappointed, just hearing these words would naturally not be comfortable. After all, he was also serving them, couldn't he say something good?

Mu Tu Kham took out a can of drink from his pocket, opened the lid, took a sip, nodded, and said casually: "It's okay, next time continue."

Is there a next time? Du Wei Hi looked at the blue sky, crying without tears.

"Vi Xi, why is your face so red?" Ngo Luat Quan anxiously asked: "Isn't that a heatstroke?".

"really". Mu Tu Kham drank his drink and said, "Do you? Now your face is not like dumplings, but like peaches to celebrate longevity."

Du Wei Hi tiredly glanced at him, repeating: "My face is not a dumpling".

Mu Tu Kham suddenly stretched out his hand, squeezing his face, saying: "Why should you deny it, your face is exactly like a dumpling."

Mu Tu Kham's finger had just come into contact with the drink, so there was a hint of cold water, touching Du Weixi's face instead, it also increased the temperature in his body, which was an unusual feeling.

Du Wei Hi involuntarily took a step back, turned her head slightly, saying: "If there's no more, I'll go first."

With that, he turned around and headed for the door.

For some reason, Du Wei Xi felt her footsteps suddenly light as if stepping on clouds, and her entire body seemed to have no strength anymore. The whirlwind of heaven and earth held him back, then his eyes darkened, completely losing consciousness...