My Deskmate Bullied Me for Being Weak-Mouthed

Just read it without thinking! [Advance collection request: "There is no good thing in your sect!" The copy is at the bottom. In the sophomore class of high school, Ke Shen and his new classmate Xu Zhihe became enemies on the first day. He suffers from aphasia, and every word has to be grinded repeatedly in his throat before he can squeeze it out. His speech is trembling, like a malfunctioning radio, so he rarely speaks. He doesn't speak when he can write, and he doesn't open his mouth when he can nod. Xu Zhihe is an exception. - Xu Zhihe is a magic pill with a strong sense of separation. Has its own unique personality. In physical education class, I took off the strange eye and gave it to Ke Shen to play with. At the request of the head teacher, Ke Shen was given various sentences every day, and they were required to be fluent. Until I found my heart, I secretly clicked on the long-collected voices and spliced ​​them into audio. I thought about it over and over again late at night. During the day, I asked others to pretend to be nonchalant and say specially prepared sentences. After confirming his feelings, Jiu Jin blocked the person in the toilet and wanted to fall in love with him. Afraid of scaring the other party, I proposed to pursue him first. It's a long journey to start chasing your deskmate. Small theater: Xu Zhihe said "hmm" and took out a stack of printed "Keshen Training Manual" from the table and placed it in front of him. Ke Shen was stunned for a moment, and then his face began to turn blue and purple, which could be called a bright red. When he saw the famous person was Zhao Xiaosong, he was completely expressionless. He was so angry that he didn't want to speak, so he quickly signed in sign language: "What is this?" Xu Zhihe said: "Old Zhao gave it to me. You were sleeping, so let me give it to you." Ke Shen clicked his tongue and said in sign language speechlessly: "What is it for? What is this training manual?" Xu Zhihe said: "I don't know, see for yourself." Ke Shen said "Oh" and looked through the manual. There were a bunch of words and sentences in ancient poetry, classical Chinese and the Tao Te Ching. When he turned to the end, there was a piece of paper inside, with Lao Zhao's handwriting on it. 2. Most people in the class have books piled on their desks, and Keshen is no exception. Xu Zhihe turned his head and said, "What are you looking at?" Ke Shen was caught red-handed, and he couldn't stand it and said bravely: "Look, just look, just..." Xu Zhihe interrupted him, "Okay, for the sake of calling me uncle, I'll let you watch a class." Ke Shen's face darkened, "Think about it, do you want to fight or fight?" The two little wretches gathered together to lick each other's wounds. Aphasia Ke Shenx is blind in the right eye, Xu Zhihe is deaf in the left ear Reading guide: No logic vThe day after tomorrow is the third day or the sixth day of the day (Bi Xin If you don't like it, don't spray it, but keep your words in mind ———————————————— "No one in your sect is good!" Copywriting: Du Qing also passed through the book and transformed into the vicious, sickly, beautiful elder in the original book who was full of evil and destined to be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts. The system thoughtfully provides life-saving plots, but the only bug is - he turns around and forgets. As soon as I saw something, I turned my head and my brain automatically restored to factory settings. Du Qing simply lay down completely and was protected from the left and back by his little cotton-padded disciple every day. As a result, the more he lay down, the worse he felt. The eyes of the entire sect looking at him gradually changed from distressed to awe-inspiring, and rumors began to spread in the world of cultivation: Fuyun Sect's sick Yangzi elder who fell down when the wind blew had single-handedly deceived the entire world of cultivation. Du Qing also scratched his head shyly and said: No, it's all for the disciples of Fuyun Sect. But things were getting more and more wrong. Du Qing also led the Fuyun Sect to compete with foreign monks, and then things became even more wrong. He took the disciples of various major sects to compare with the Japanese monks, and if he won, he would go up to the family tree, and if he lost, he would go up to the three generations to be scrutinized. --- His cheap and warm-hearted little padded-coat apprentice Ju Wu would serve his master tea, water, boil medicine and fan him during the day, and at night he would kneel in front of the bed and guard his heart. Except for the Fuyun Sect, all the sects are saying: This child has a good foundation but is a sick and weak master. Only Juwu himself knows what he thinks about Du Qingyi. The first thing Ju Wu does when he wakes up every day is to suppress the indescribable feelings in his heart. He turns to the Master on the bed and smiles tenderly: "Master, the medicine is ready. Drink it while it's hot." Du Qing also didn't notice it. He drank the medicine and still sighed in his heart. He raised the cub for a thousand days and used it for a while. This disciple was really not in vain. --- Until one day, Du Qingyi's system crashed. The last mechanical voice of the system sounded in Du Qingyi's mind: [Due to forgetting the plot for a long time, the system is about to self-destruct. Thank you for your free prostitution. We will see you again. Du Qing was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. In addition, after he was vaguely aware of the cheap and warm-hearted little cotton-padded jacket's feelings for him, he avoided him like the plague. Du Qingyi lowered his head to face his disciple's harmless face, and suddenly realized something: for three years, he had raised this rebel disciple until his roots were straight and his shoots were red, but as a result, his roots were crooked and his shoots were black, but he couldn't pull it out despite being around him. Ju Wu's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground and pulled the hem of his clothes, "Master, stop hiding from your disciples, okay?" Du Qingyi: "......" Later, after Du Qingyi became a Taoist couple with his disciples, all the major sects pointed at the Fuyun Sect and cursed: "There is really no good person in your sect!" Sickly beautiful master x duplicity, cheap and caring little cotton-padded apprentice Demining: 1. Non-traditional and serious cultivation of immortality. 2. Sand sculpture literature. 3. The system will not appear rarely Intention: Study hard