She is Not What They Think Chapter 5

"I want to dye my hair."

Walking back to the classroom and just sitting down, Ryan Lu heard Dylan say this, with a serious look on his face. He had just finished studying and now he had to dye his hair again. He had already dyed his hair red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. He didn't know what to do this time. Every time I dye my hair, I have to sit with this young master for an entire afternoon.

"I want to dye my hair back to black." Song Qe sat down in "Song Qe's" seat and quickly became familiar with the environment. After all, it was an international school, with small classes, similar to the environment he had studied abroad before. It was not yet class time, and there were not many students in the class. The classmates who saw him coming back greeted him enthusiastically.

He is still the kind of exaggerated and enthusiastic, for fear that he will look bad. It seems that this "Dylan"'s parents have a very good background, but no matter how good they are, it is all Ryan Lu's.

While thinking about it, he subconsciously reached into the drawer and found a small mirror. He took it out and looked at it without thinking much. When he looked in the mirror, he was stunned for a while.

Isn't this stinky action a little too skillful?

He is not such a beautiful person!

He looked at the small mirror and silently brushed his hair.

Ryan Lu seemed to have been used to it for a long time. He took out his books and notebooks from the drawer: "Okay, but can we not skip class this time?"

Dylan put the small mirror back into the drawer: "Why are you skipping classes? I have to study hard and not skip classes." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Ryan Lu: "Let me take a look at my notes."

Ryan Lu hesitated for two seconds and handed the notebook to Dylan: "We will have Calculus BC later, and the teacher will teach you the monthly exam papers."

Dylan flipped through Ryan Lu's notebook. This notebook came with the wrong question book. The handwriting was beautiful and neat. After flipping through more than a dozen pages, he probably knew that Ryan Lu had chosen Calculus BC, which is a difficult AP course.

After glancing at the questions, he roughly knew what type of questions Ryan Lu often got wrong, and they were all questions of the same type. Looking further down, he found that some of the questions were indeed difficult for high school students. He had not studied junior high school or high school in China, but when he saw these questions, he still felt the gap between domestic and foreign high schools.

This is not a simple set of monthly exam questions.

Such questions are not like college entrance examination questions, but more like competition questions. Questions of this level do not test the student's logical thinking ability. To be precise, they require the student to have logic, abstraction, generalization, and reasoning abilities at the same time. The entire set of questions With a large amount of thinking and strong functionality, it can be said to be a nightmare for candidates. Even candidates with excellent grades will feel this way.

He picked up the pen and stretched out his hand towards Ryan Lu: "Show me your paper."

Ryan Lu looked at him and handed him the paper after a moment.

Dylan unfolded the Calculus BC, which Ryan Lu had passed with 3 points, and turned the pages. On the penultimate big question, he found that Ryan Lu had done this type of question wrong again. He hesitated and looked at Ryan Lu:

"You...what's the point of taking wrong notes?"

Ryan Lu: ... He really wanted to say, what's the point of your infinitely close to zero score? He didn't know what Dylan wanted to do, so he could only try to find ways to do it: "Well, it's just repeated Remind yourself that you can’t go wrong with this type.”

"But you are wrong again." Dylan put down the test paper and tapped the question with his finger. After he finished speaking, he noticed that Ryan Lu was staring at him, and he suddenly swallowed: "...What are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, he saw Ryan Lu lowering his head and smiling. Not to mention, such a tall boy smiled so beautifully, it was a pleasure to watch.

Dylan got goosebumps silently. This is the development of a black pervert. He can still laugh even when he scolds and criticizes him. What kind of mentality does he have? He is really crazy.

"No, I'm just glad that the young master wants to start studying hard." Ryan Lu was always used to finding fault with this person. He took the draft book and put it in front of Song Qe: "Then we are going to the bar after school today?"

At this time, there were a few footsteps at the door. Before Dylan could raise his head, he saw three tall figures walking into the classroom and sitting on the tables and chairs around them. Perhaps because of their strong aura, he raised his head silently.

He saw F3, who came from nowhere, sitting in front of him and Ryan Lu, like a tripod.

Especially Caleb Xie, who dragged his chair and sat down, put his arm on his desk, pressed his test paper directly, leaned forward slightly, smiled wantonly and a little bit evil, and looked at him: "Why do you feel sick with us?" The three of us are all unfamiliar with each other. Do you want to go out to play later? Isn’t Calculus BC your favorite?

Dylan felt the shoes under the desk touch his shoes. He lowered his head and glanced at them. They were Caleb Xie's. Facing the man's interesting teasing look, he calmly took a deep breath slowly and suppressed the noisy dancing. heartbeat.

...nervous again.

To be honest, he didn't know how "Dylan" got along with these three people, but from the feeling, birds of a feather definitely flocked together, and these four young masters definitely had no sense of boundaries in their daily play.

It was not like he had never encountered such a situation when he was studying abroad, because he always had a cold face and was told that there was no sense of superiority. Some even liked to provoke him. His usual solution was to deal with it silently without responding.

Because he knows that speaking will only make his aura lose to that of the other person, silence is sometimes a kind of counterattack, and not speaking at least will make others feel uncomfortable.

I also know that these people will not dare to really touch me.

But now he is not himself, he is "Dylan", obviously an e-person and a mad man, so he can only use the madong method.

Momo began to brainwash himself, work hard, and bring out his own aura.

"What test paper are you looking at?" Ethan Shen stood up slightly, pulled the test paper in front of Song Qe, looked at it carefully, his eyes fell on Ryan Lu, and he suddenly laughed: "3 points?"

"why are you laughing."

Ethan Shen raised his eyes to look at Dylan, and saw that this guy suddenly had a cold face, and smiled helplessly: "Song Song, what's the matter with you, I can't say anything about Ryan Lu? When did you protect him like this?"

Song Qe held the pen, his fingertips turning slightly white due to exertion, but he restrained himself so that his expression did not change at all. He met Ethan Shen's eyes: "Ryan Lu scored 3 points, what's your score? 5 points?"

Ethan Shen's expression changed obviously. He obviously didn't expect Dylan to be serious, and this sentence was exactly what provoked him. He put away the smile on his face, threw the test paper back on the table, and leaned back on the chair casually, With a 'click' sound, his long legs were lifted directly and placed on Ryan Lu's desk.

This face is indeed gentle and handsome, but his behavior is full of Sc*m, full of insults and provocations.

Dylan looked at Caleb Xie who was still lying on his test paper, remained silent for two seconds, and said, "What about you, do you have 5 points?"

Caleb Xie: "...?" He raised his eyebrows and sat up.

Dylan finally cast his eyes on Owen Zhou, who was sitting on the right side of Ryan Lu. This man had pinched his face just now. He was very rude and made him angry to death.

He looked at Owen Zhou and asked calmly: "What about you, do you have 5 points?"

Obviously, these three simple sentences directly angered F3, who had a bad calculus score.

"Master, don't be like this, I'm fine." Ryan Lu patted Dylan's back gently, his tone was gentle, he looked at the three people in front of him: "It's fine, don't hurt your feelings because of me, my The results were indeed not good enough and the joke was right."

Dylan glanced at Ryan Lu. He was such a warm-hearted green tea man. He had a strong psychological quality. He had no leaks and a bowl of water was even.

It is really worth learning from him.

Learn, a bowl of water will be balanced.

When he saw the other three brothers staring at him, their expressions darkened, they coughed silently, stretched out their hands to push Ethan Shen's legs away, and then took Ryan Lu's test paper: "Sit down here, I will teach you how to do the questions." "

At worst, he could take them to Harvard and save their lives in the future.

This sentence obviously earned four silent looks.

Dylan pretended to be calm and unfolded the test paper, lowered his eyes, unconsciously rubbed the edge of the test paper with his fingertips, and muttered in a low voice: "...If you love to learn, you will not learn, and if you don't, you will fail."

The words were spoken softly, even with an unpleasant hum.

The afternoon light fell into the classroom, and the faint light shone on the pink-headed boy sitting by the window. When he lowered his head, his already red ears revealed his nervous and nervous emotions. He was naturally beautiful, white and beautiful, and even more so. Almost no one in front of me has seen such an attitude before.

Like a pink and white peach, the tiny cheek fuzz seems to have been ripened in the sun due to the blush on the cheeks.

Even the last words he said seemed like coquettishness.

The heartbeat in my youth was really pure, and I don’t know which detail suddenly touched my heartstrings, and I started to be distracted.

Ethan Shen, who was leaning on the back of the chair, Caleb Xie, who was lying on the table, and Owen Zhou, who was sitting next to him without saying a word, all looked at the same person.

At this moment, the sharp sound of the chair pulling on the ground broke the concentrated gaze on someone at this moment.

"Master, I'll learn." Ryan Lu pulled the chair closer to Dylan.

The warmth of the arm sticks to the other person's arm through the thin shirt.

Dylan felt Ryan Lu coming up to him. Seeing that he was suddenly so close to him, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He tightened his grip on the pen and lowered his eyes without looking at him. The tip of the pen fell on the scroll and painted a small black dot: "Oh, OK."

I don’t know what suddenly angered him.

Owen Zhou put his pockets in his pockets and stood up. When he stood up, the chair made a sharp sound. He said solemnly, "I'm leaving."

"Speak softly." Dylan was scratched by the sharp voice and couldn't help but raise his eyes to glance at Owen Zhou.

Owen Zhou subconsciously moved lightly, but when he realized what he was doing, his face darkened again, and he walked out regardless, his back looking very unhappy.

Ryan Lu glanced at Owen Zhou who was walking out of the door, and then saw Dylan who was actually giving him a lecture. He thought to himself that Dylan seemed to be really different from him. He also pushed a chair, but he didn't lose his temper when he pushed Dylan. , Owen Zhou pushed the chair and criticized him.

Suddenly I understood that my attitude towards him had changed completely in the past few days.

Could it be that Dylan... fell in love with him?