Cheng Feng is so fed up with the school bully's uniquely bizarre way of thinking.
The bully doesn't just send thugs to the hospital, he also manages to throw himself into danger.
The bully: "Student council? Three-legged race? Lead singer in the band? Sure, Cheng Feng wants to sign up for all of them."
Cheng Feng: I **don't want to sign up for any of them!!!
Cheng Feng: I'll win every MVP award there is, then let's see if Zheng Yun is still smiling!
But after Cheng Feng came back with a pile of awards and mercilessly teased him, the usually stubborn school bully looked up at him with such a wounded, pleading expression that he was almost cute.
Cheng Feng: "???"
Zheng Yun really can't stand this extremely antisocial underling who's a thug.
But this guy looks so much like the class monitor he had a mutual crush on back in elementary school.
After tricking this fake countless times, Zheng Yun finally realized he hadn't mistaken him for someone else. It was just that the class monitor seemed to have lost his memory.
No way! Zheng Yun slapped the table and stood up. "If you've forgotten, we'll start over! Want to know how to raise your affection level? Easy. First, get the top score in your grade!"
Their classmates see the two big shots bickering every day, one pulling flashy stunts in plain sight, the other stabbing him in the back behind the scenes.
Then, after getting early admission to university, the top student moves straight into the humanities class, spending every day teaching math to the school bully, who's switched to humanities.
Their classmates approach carefully. "Big shot, could you take a look at this derivative problem...?"
Cheng Feng doesn't even look up. "If Zheng Yun can't get first place, ask him."
Zheng Yun leans over and kisses him. "Teach them first. We'll continue tonight."
Their classmates: No, I don't need to ask anymore. I'm just jealous.
A school bully gong who doesn't blink when fighting but flirts without thinking when things are quiet x a top student shou who's intensely antisocial with strangers but a menace with people he's close to
1v1, HE, shou-focused, mutual salvation
The competition scenes are all made up.
Coming soon: This Infinite-Flow Game Is Making Me Learn Python
Pu Zheng is severely ill with emotional detachment and has a terminal fear of physical contact.
As a computer whiz, getting dragged into a world of Python fundamentals was already weird enough.
But the really strange part was that while everyone else's classes were about programs, algorithms, and code, his lessons were about touching, hugging, and holding hands.
Pu Zheng: "..." Maybe he should just drop out.
Xiang Yixing always thought he was in the underworld.
Then one day, three former classmates died their way into the place as a group, and he realized something was off.
As for what was off, not only had they inexplicably been sent back to freshman year, but the class content was getting increasingly bizarre.
For example, persuading a certain man surnamed Pu to touch him for five seconds.
A few months later, everyone saw the two big shots holding hands and dodging a heavy punch from the NPC together.
After the shock wore off, they heard Xiang Yixing say, "You know that everything in Python is an object, right?"
Pu Zheng looked puzzled. "I do. So?"
Xiang Yixing gently squeezed his pinky. "Then would you like to make me your object too?"
"Python is object-oriented programming. And I only want to program with you in mind."
An aloof, abstinent, emotionless programmer gong x a romantic, free-spirited programmer shou
1v1, HE, both inexperienced, both top students
Almost no horror elements. You can enjoy it without knowing any programming. Based on Python 3.
Theme: The power of love, pursuing your dreams, and the growth of an antisocial person
Let me explain to you friends who are collecting, the modifications in the first 6 chapters did not change the plot, they just polished the writing and caught a few bugs qwq I wish you all a happy new year and all the best!!
It's right that the girls in the sports meeting are our class, hahahaha
Author, what's wrong with your article? There are so many locks.